Mother Dear

My mother dear,

it seems like you're always near.

'Cause even when you're not,

your calls constantly keep me on the mark!

Your bubbly dances and dramatic narratives

have now become part of my daily doses of serotonin.

And, as much as I run away from your joyous shrieks,

your hands will always remain the forms of comfort I seek.

I've noticed how you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders

as if you are the one and only standing soldier.

But I've also noticed the tiny moments of show

when you're truly yourself, whistling away to songs on the radio.

Those small windows of happiness,

are the ones I truly want to cherish.

So, I reach for my phone to record them for safekeeping,

and in return receive the "You're always on your phone!" scolding.

Your expression brings out my ugliest chuckle and I let the device go,

as you reach out to hug and make me a part of your ball-dancing row.

~Khyati

Muse: Shilpi Rishi