O MOTHER, I DON’T NEED ANYTHING BUT YOU

O mother, I don’t need the sky
Haven’t you given me the wings to fly?

You don’t feel it but I understand
The pain you take for me to stand

I am still small and I may not express
But how can’t I read your distress

The words I speak are given by you
The moves I make are reflections of you

The world I have extends from you
The times I have trail back to you

O mother, I don’t need anything but you
Haven’t you been the only one for me?

I can’t read the emptiness of your eyes
But I feel the suffering and its cries

You keep your tears from me
But I can sense your urge to run free

And I need to say, please don’t bow anymore
It’s the time, take your call and open the door

To the life, beyond this muddied flow
And I’ll be there, with your wings, as I grow

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/