....FEEBLE........

........FEEBLE....

I am the center of the world
The God has ordained me to be your mother..
I breed you, I feed you and make you bold
I am not feeble, have pity on you, me don't bother..

Feminine I am, soft, kind with tender feeling
Frailty don't call me, heavier I am than earth
You are my children all, I am your ceiling
Debility I have when I gave you your birth..

Protection I have given you, in the cradle
I have fought biggest wars against helplessness..
I have bled for you to give you rest, am always a riddle
My heart throbs for you O ungrateful never doubt my grace...

©®SACHIDANANDA MISHRA.