WHERE HAVE YOU GONE, MOM?

Millions of questions creep into my tiny brain,

Exceedingly increasing my chest pain,

Frequently do my eyes pour agonizing rain,

Searching for you in every face, but in vain.

My senses crave for the fragrance of your bosom,

My forehead yearns for the tender touch of your lips,

My eyes long to see your soothing face,

My ears aspire to hear your loving words.

Who will tolerate my tantrums now?

Who will laugh at my absurd jokes now?

Who will hug me and say all will be alright now?

Who will cry at my pain now?

Who should I consider my best friend?

Whom should I argue with when I play ludo?

Whom should I cheat in the game of chess?

Who will feed me lovingly when I sleep in a fit of anger?

I search for you in the stars at night,

I speak to them, argue and fight,

Unfortunately, they vanish in the daylight,

Leaving me alone to burn in fright.

Where have you gone, mom, without me?

Didn't you think of me for a second before the final depart?

I am so lost without you on this planet,

Happiness seems to be an illusion every moment.

Without you, I am nothing,

Without you, I have no interest in anything.

Where have you gone, mom?

You always told me that you loved me the most,

Then how did you go without telling and taking me?

Numerous nights I have cried, wetting my pillow,

But you never came down and consoled me.

You could never bear a tear in my eyes,

Then how are you tolerating the stream flowing out of my eyes.

I search for you in everybody, everywhere,

But I become desperate when I do not find you.

Mom, you may be happy above in heavens with fairies all around you,

But I am so lonely here.

You know that I have lost my best friend, my teacher, my guide,

And the person whom I loved the most in your form.

If I had the whole world on one side and you on the other,

I would always choose you.

With so many relationships lost in your form,

How do you expect me to be happy?

I look up in the sky and know that you are hidden in the stars, watching me cry.

I know my pain is troubling you too.

Pain is a tiny word to express this squeezing of my heart.

It does not portray my condition.

You may be lamenting the same way I am, being away from me.

But mom, I assure you we will meet.

We will surely meet beyond the stars in a faraway land

Where there is no separation and pain.

I will once again be your daughter and rule your heart.

We will once again laugh and lead a happy life,

Never to separate from one another.

Till then, I do not know how to be patient and happy? I

Love you, mom, and I miss you more than anything in this world.

That was the day, and to date, every night I cry remembering her,

And I don't think I will ever stop missing her,

And my heart will ever stop squeezing remembering her,

And I will ever stop crying, as it is not in my control.