Hidden ink of Heart

To my Mother

Thank you—
Plain words just to express how grateful I am to be your child,
I know your darkest days yet you always think about your haven—
Not to live by your own welfare but merely for us

The world is too dim I know my mother—
they complain about things,
murmuring words of hatred, etcetera
Without even knowing your sufferings—
They dont even know your past, your whispered battles

And pardon me my mother for we're rebels,
Marching against your words—
against those rebukes and quite poignant words
Im sorry for everything that we've done
I can feel your pain and unceasing sadness
Whereas today let me hold you even just for a minute just to make you feel that Im here,
That you're not alone—
That you're with me way back the year 2001

-To my mother.