Warmth

Sitting beside her makes me feel overwhelmed.
The warmth that I embrace.
While,
Laying her fingers on my lap,
It doesn't mean,
She is aware of everything that happened in my life,
She acknowledged me for who I am,
She would ward off all of my anxieties, 
She was more concerned in my daily routines,
She was too practical in toughest realities,
I wanted to share the weighing pains,
Her innocent smile couldn't do so,
So, I laid my head on her lap,
I could feel tender warmth as my mother,
ALL my tears are running through saree pleats,
All my bruises are surrendered under her beautiful feet,
Which I carried in my mind,
I am relieved of all my pain.