A spark of thought
in the midst of night...

A mother's touch
speaks thousand words of comfort...

A mother's beauty is beyond our reach
who offers much more then just her words...

She is the one with an open tender arms
who cures every ache in her embrace...

Summer
her ardent eyes...

I have spent a whole night and day
to write one verse of perfect rhyme...

The
night is...

Nothing more to write,
nothing much to say...

Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...

Lashing tongues
and unforgettable stings...

In a lonely dark day in life,
the clouds for a future best friend...

A bundle of innocence came into my life
Nestled tenderly by my side...