Penning poetry, pinning points!

The capital of the world is none other than the great mother,
one who is ready to be backstage to see you further.
The one having the softest of hearts that shine ,
can be your sword and armour at the same time.

Her love exceeds the value of infinity by a lot ,
she can be tied herself for you to be unknot.
Her sacrifices can never be counted by anyone ,
all her possessions resides in daughter and son.

Even the God when had to be born on Earth ,
needed a mother for their earthly birth!
No unit is discovered which can ever measure ,
in the heart of a mother , the love’s and care’s treasure.

A mother is a woman born out of her own mother ,
but eternally lives in the blood of the child further.
A woman who can never be defined even in an epic,
for her child’s goodness she can be as tough as a tepic.

A GREAT SALUTE TO ALL THE GREAT MOTHERS WHO ARE MUCH MORE WORTH THAN JUST BE PRAISED!!

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