Mother


Begetter of my beinghood
Sustainer, carer, my earliest livelihood
Being a conduit for this life of mine
Then nurtured me with love unconfined
Her’s was the face, my eyes first knew
With the love she fed me, my heart and body grew
They say, she is so prestiged, My heaven lies under her feet
I say, I am so blessed,
for in her womb and on her bosom I have had many sleeps
No words would suffice to give her the worthy laud
With many godly attributes, She stands next after my God.

~Iqra Altaf


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