Merging my discrete thoughts articulately,
Uttering saccharine words in my adversities meticulously,
Marching with me on rocky road zealously,
Musing about your sacrifices, I ponder numbly,
'Aesthetic is heart's monoply', is your teaching which I'll remember fondly.
Insurgent myself has faced your wrath,
Slipping, I always have your grip to catch me in the path.
Bursting balloons and blowing candles with you on merry occasions,
Escalating through the highs and lows of my adolescent duration,
Staunching nature of yours is building block of my soul's nation.
Thundering and caring nature of yours leaves me in anticipation.
💕💕
Poet's corner
Mumma Is Best.
Hello everyone! So, as we are celebrating mother's day today, I wrote a rhyming acrostic poem not just for my mum but all the amazing moms out there.
Love you all. 💕💕
