" I saw her again "

" I saw her again "

A Poem by Day Dreamer

When I was 14years old, I saw my mum in the dream, cuz I was so hungry that night, I had skipped my dinner she visited me in my dream and took me to an open dining hall, and fed me.. :-)

Up above in the twilight,
She came again in my sight,
Seems she has become a fairy,
All with her were extremely merry.
Gradually the dim site,
Became seven times brighter than the sun,
With a merciful visage,
Praising the Almighty with purity,
Making glorious melody,
Ascending and descending with her charismatic smile.
Made my spirit rejuvenated,
She took me to the banquet,
And clothed me with the royal suit,
Whenever I went through a trial and temptation,
She filled me with her love and compassion.
Always holding, and uttering "don't fear"
"I'm here, oh my dear".
Those were the words with encouraged me,
And the victory I begin to see.
Then came the time to depart,
I knew she was hurt
At last I asked "who is she?" To other
The answer was.. "In the world she used to be your mother"
These very words invited a jerk
to my heart and soul.
I opened my eyes and found myself alone, in the vast universe.
Then the splendid stars from above lighten my everlasting darkness,
And majestic moon
Smiled and gracefully gestured
"She is always with you,
Where ever you go, whatever you do,
You are under her wings of love and care"...

© 2014 Day Dreamer

Author's Note

Day Dreamer
This is a real story, which I wanted to bring out in ma poetry. A trubute to all the mothers in the world, mothers are special, and I love all the mothers of the world. Wish I had one... But its just a wish..
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Sad but very beautiful.
(I hope you saw her face).

Posted 10 Years Ago

Day Dreamer

10 Years Ago

Thanks a lot Emrick...

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