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Poem 310: His Mother's Identity

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

His Mother's Identity

His father was like blown away dust.

The unruly wind- love and lust-

determined its displacement.

His mother was stone-hard rock with utter commitment-

a single man with a dedicated family.

The rock protected him from wind daily.

He grew up like hard stone, stood beside his mother,

but could not catch the blown away sand- own identity was bad weather.

Mom understood the value of ten months and ten days.

He was determined to make her happy in all possible ways-

a sacrifice for a sacrifice, an award for a reward.

But somewhere on the way the rolling stone gathered moss while moving forward.

The unruly wind and the blown away sand were the causes of pain.

The hard rock with head held high always inspired him to gain.

© 2022 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee