My Oasis My Mom

My Oasis My Mom

My definition, my soul and my home,

She was not anyone as she was my mom.

You gave me birth from your womb,

You gave me feather to fly and a condition to aboom.

She was not anyone as she was my mom.

Suffering from the world’s heat,

You thought me to run on own feet,

She saw me pleasure-sorrow and it’s loom.

My definition, my soul and my home,

She was not anyone as she was my mom.

Now, I am obligate, feeling like a nomad.

Without you the world is a strom, 

The last word, I Wanted to tell you,

I love you Mom, I love you Mom!

                                                                        Anikant Raaz Mandal