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MY MOTHER

Oh! Mother I will prostrate and bow to your warm enclosure
I will discharge impotence that inhibits my arrogance
With your blissful beam,the gates of eternity metamorphoses into great
And my light will ignite from all opaque grave

Mother,I will embrace you with inking praises
My praise will outrun my own blames
And my defamed pseudonym will drive like shiny blades
Then my light will ignite like acrostic flame

Oh! Mother just like a joyful Eagle
I will glow in your nurture
My mysteries will be defeated by hopes in the battle of your prayers
And under your canopy I will grow and glow

But mother,my blood curdles
I tear and froze at the desperate candles
The spear that crushes the might of men
And draft the ground for their end

How I wish you are here
For the reactions to fumes of seduction radiates,
This lady has drain my rays to the grave
Ah! Mother,come to my aid, for I fear this lady ghost

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Hello

I like your poem. It ignites the memorial affection of the poet deceased mother, by calling her to rescue the poet.

"Words are currency of ideas and have the power to change world. Ride your pen on the rough road."

Thanks so much sir

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an excellent poem full of colorful imagery. I like these lines best:

Oh! Mother just like a joyful Eagle
I will glow in your nurture
My mysteries will be defeated by hopes in the battle of your prayers
And under your canopy I will grow and glow

*hugs, Cat

When someone reads your work
And responds, please be courteous
And reply in kind, thanks.

Am grateful for your message

Thanks so much ma

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