Mother’s Day Image: Still from Taare Zameen Par
On Mother’s Day, poems and verses are a great way of telling our mother how much we love them. Perhaps there aren’t enough words to say ‘Thank you’ to our mothers but it’s important to make Mother’s Day special for the one who is a guide, friend and always ready to listen to us. Mother’s Day is a celebration of motherhood and maternal bonds. The day is also for all who play the role of a mother in our lives – a grandmother, an aunt or even a friend’s mother. Here are a few poems you can send to your mom on Mother’s Day; you can ever write your own verse. Happy Mother’s Day in advance
Moving Mother’s Day poems to share
I were hanged on the highest hill,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose love would follow me still,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were drowned in the deepest sea,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
I know whose tears would come down to me,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!
If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine! – By Rudyard Kipling
Today’s your natal day;
Sweet flowers I bring:
Mother, accept, I pray
My offering.
And may you happy live,
And long us bless:
Receiving as you give
Great happiness. – By Christina Rossetti
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above,
The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother,”
Therefore by that dear name I long have called you –
You who are more than mother unto me,
And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you
In setting my Virginia’s spirit free.
My mother – my own mother, who died early,
Was but the mother of myself; but you
Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,
And thus are dearer than the mother I knew
By that infinity with which my wife
Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life. – By Edgar Allan Poe
M – O – T – H – E – R
M is for the million things she gave me,
O means only that she’s growing old,
T is for the tears she shed to save me,
H is for her heart of purest gold;
E is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
R means right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell
MOTHER,
A word that means the world to me. – By Howard Johnson
“It is true
I was created in you.
It is also true
That you were created for me.
I owned your voice.
It was shaped and tuned to soothe me.
Your arms were molded
Into a cradle to hold me, to rock me.
The scent of your body was the air
Perfumed for me to breathe. – By Maya Angelou
Main kabhi batlata nahin
Par andhere se darta hoon main maa
Yoon toh main dikhlata nahin
Teri parwah karta hoon main maa
Tujhe sab hai pata, hai na maa
Tujhe sab hai pata, meri maa… – By Prasoon Joshi