An Ode To My Mother: A Poem by Tithi Das

Maa is the only constant in this variable world,
For whom we got this beautiful world unfurled.
Whose prayers are full of magic,
Shadows us from several things that are tragic.

Subtle scent of my Maa depicts tenderness,
Yet strong like a leopardess.
Savior in times of need,
Acts like a shield.

Soft touch over my head,
Never allows my tears to shed.
With her, everything goes perfect,
Gives her all, nothing more to expect.

Nobody in this world can shower love like her,
With her, all sorrows go blur.
One life with Maa is not enough for me,
I wish to get her as my Maa, in my next birth to be.