एक माँ की डांट....!
हे खुदा, माँ बनाकर पहले से ही सबकुछ छीन लिया है मेरा
अब क्या, एक माँ से उसकी ममता का हिसाब मांगेगा...?
क्या कहुँ? इस बेदर्द ज़माने की बेहयाई का, मेरे वालिद!
जो 'माँ' को सिर्फ़ औरत ही समझे, तू कैसे हिसाब मांगेगा...?
A Mother's Complain….
O God! By creating me 'a mother'
You snatched everything away from me
Still, ask for my accountability as a mother?
What to say, O Father! of the immodesty
Of this merciless world who have smother'
My MOTHERHOOD making me
Just a WOMAN. And yet, why this pother,
To bother a MOM like me?
©देवांशु पटेल
10/26/2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Motherhood has power to control the children. A greatest gift of mother to child is her caring, loving and affectionate nature in whole. A mother is a greatest creation of God. She is true messenger of God for child. An interesting poem is beautifully penned.10