saahir: I love you'O' my MomAs muchI love my GodI remember youAs much I remember my GodI remember once I was hungryI ask you for foodYou gave me a cup of milk with piece of breadI looked at you faceYou read some line on my foreheadYou smiled & said "Eat my child"You pointed your finger towards cooking vesselsBoth were covered with lidsI finished my breakfastShe went outI removed the lidsBoth vessels were EMPTYI cried in a sky breaking voice'O' My God
hearts touching poem yes in this world mom is mom nothing to be comparison no one can't replace her.her place above the god.... this poem above all poem my karma for it