Gain A Saint, Lose Mother Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Gain A Saint, Lose Mother
Canonised, she gets a saint's halo—
From mothers' mellow pink to yellow,
Saints shine from starry sphere,
Mothers be far too near,
Saints in skies, mothers work from below.
And if I aught be clear
A mother has no peer.
Whilst saints from pedestals' pale light glow—
Not high, mother's nigh close to follow.
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Happenings | 02.09.16 |
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8/3/2025 3:31:18 PM # 1.0.0
This is the true perception of an humanist. The world needs people who dedicate their lives in the service of humanity and can physically treat the ailing and mitigate the sufferings of the poor and the destitute. Thanks for this poem of utmost concern for human values and for those who uphold those values in the true sense of the word.
Hi dear Rajnish Manga, it is always a treat to read your comments. And I must thank you for visiting this poem to which no one's attention was drawn till youdug it out from the old.