Ode to my mother on her birthday

You are an idol of love and care.
Its for for you that on earth I am there.
You have always remained closest to me.
You fulfilled my wishes, but never asked a fee.

The age had come of my schooling.
I remember I never went to school
Unless I received your hug and kiss
And your fulfilling my one wish.

And when I returned from my school,
You always waited at the door.
The moment I got down from my rikshaw,
You hugged me again, and kissed me more.

Life was not always a bed of roses.
Problems made me cry and yelp.
The world came to support me later.
You were the first to come and help.

When the dark clouds covered the sky,
And troubles continuously came and went by,
It made you cry all the while,
But you hid your tears to keep my smile.

Clock kept running, and I grew up.
You were there with me throughout the time.
As a support, as a guide, and as the best friend,
You have given me knowledge and values in a blend.

You struggled hard for my living....
From morning to night, in a routine.
You followed the routine seven days a week.
You took no leave even when sick.

At times I feel how lucky am I....
To get you in my life.
I shall always remain grateful to you,
To your love, your care and sacrifice.

At last I would like to say,
Mothers like you are indeed very few.
Saying 'thank you' is too little a return.
I shall always remain indebted to you.

You have felt it or not, I have never known.
I love you too, though I might never have shown.
Today, in this auspicious day, I would like to say,
MOTHER, MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY.

(dedicated to my mummy on the occasion of her birthday).

Nothing, but the memories remain

The flow of water continues in the river.....
The same water you can't see again.
It flows, and moves ahead forever.....
Nothing, but the memories remain.

The existing day passes, and a new day comes.....
To some it brings gain, to others, pain.
The clock still runs, and the heart still pumps.....
Nothing, but the memories remain.

The path that begins, does have an end.....
Whatever length does it attain.
None can change life's this trend.....
Nothing, but the memories remain.

I began my journey, one fine day.....
Which brought me just joy and gain.
Today, when it ends, I can just say.....
Nothing, but the memories remain.

(today i attended my last class in my school. The pain of my leaving my alma mater for ever has made me write this poem).

__Söuvick