POETRY | MEMORIES
Ode To My Beautiful Mother
Time with loved ones is precious…..please cherish it
Today marks 23 years since my mother passed away…leaving her angelic resonance that courses through my sister and I in all that we do in our daily actions. She was a pure soul and with all that life threw at her she kept going and going and going….always trusting in God, doing good deeds and praying for brighter days.
My mother wrote poetry in Urdu in her little black book, she cooked up feasts, she loved music, dancing and romance. She had many dreams that did not come to pass but invested all her loving energy into us.
My beautiful mother Musharif Sultana Bhatti,
Departed Earth on March 10th, 1998,
Time has passed but wounds still surface,
Your presence reigns supreme,
Your radiant heart and poetic soul,
Your kindness knew no bounds,
You welcomed all that knocked on your door,
With no judgement or reason to turn away,
Giving food, shelter and comfort day by day,
Even the ones that took advantage wanting more,
With their fake smiles, false promises and evil hearts,
When loneliness and tears took precedence,
It was always family coming first,
Being thrown into an arranged marriage,
With the wrong man that failed to see,
Giving birth to two daughters successively,
Thrown out when no longer needed,
Putting…
