Your Silent Heart to Mine...

You are a wonder, what goes on in your mind is a puzzle

Deciphering you, for me, was once upon a time a hassle

But now, I know your little secret which gives you away

Your beautiful eyes show everything that you cannot say

I stare into them, right into the depths of your heart

In the silence, I hear them speak to me and they tell me a lot

Your voice fails you, but your eyes never

I notice everything from a hesitant blink to the slightest flutter

When you are angry, they look like tiny balls of fire

In a peaceful time, a silent and comfortable look they acquire

The lashes, dark, long, and lush

Droop onto your eyes, when all you can do is blush

You are elated and I see them smiling with bliss

They pose endless questions when you are confused and find something amiss

Silent tears of pain at the corners show an intense anguish

A funny look your eyes wear, when you feel silly or foolish

Everybody calls you ill-fated

Some evil force had his wicked desire sated

You are not given a voice to speak out loud

But for me, your eyes are the biggest gifts with which you are endowed

Woes of a Mother...

Of the whole creation am I a wonder

There’s no one else like me, where ever you wander

I’m a perfect balance of the heat and the cold

I’m the envy of any other world

Of the whole universe am I the queen

Within me, my equerries convene

The enchanted five some - air, water, fire, sky, and earth

Perform their magic and create the precious breath

My child, my prince is the apple of our eye

“Life” we call him, since within him our lives lie

For him, all my love and care I gather

For I love my offsrping, just like any other mother

Together, my ladies and I nurture him with all the care in the world

Seeing a wonder, seeing him mould

Proud and surprised I am at his intelligence

Longing for his escalation, I offer him fortunes immense

Swift and ambitious as he is

Quick is he to seize his opportunities

He works, builds, and he grows

He toils hard through highs and lows

Before long, he begins conquering worlds far-off

He grows more determined, he just cannot have enough

Without restraint, he plucks the fruit I bear him

With them, he fuels his never-ending dream

In front of my eyes, he converts

To suit himself, my treasures he diverts

Now, he destroys rather than build

Making me bitterly realise that he is a child gone wild

He tears me apart, hurting me slowly

Plunging knifes into my body maliciously

He now has no sympathy, no rest

Kicks me till I bleed, in my breast

He claims me now, he has forgotten to ask

I try to stop him, but it’s no longer an easy task

He treats me less like a mother and more like a whore

How much ever I give him, he wants more and more

Finally, I’m tired and withered

My entire body is blood-smeared

And try as I might

I can never show my son the light

Just before my eyes close

I see something much worse

Bleeding to his death my son lay

In front of my eyes he is wasting away