MOM

Mom !

I have something to confess !

I know I was your favorite son.

So you preferred

To stay with me.

And you did stay till ,

You took your last breath !

Now I can realise how you

Passed fifty long years,

Without my father !

You had many complaints,

About me,

About my behavior,

About my negligence,

About my care,

But you never spoke a word.

And what I did ?

Complained you about your Interference in home matters .

Complained you about

Your poor knowledge for

Current trends !

Complained you about,

Not to domesticate

Modern etiquette !

But now mother,

When you are not here,

I do confess that,

Those companies

For you were childish

And rubbish,

As little baby gets angry,

When it's mother gets angry.

Why you avoided to be angry

When I got matured (?)

You know mummy ?

A child within me

Never grew older !

So I still cry,

As an orphan child does !