To you these verses I give my daughter
In the hope that ..
When tomorrow you shall perhaps truly live
And see me as the I that were
Your memory and it's fragrance of me
Like ancient and delicate China
Be preserved in fossils sweet
And waft into the mind a song...
Terrific and yet so deep
In thine fresco s of fragility
Of a love that's but divine
These verses of mine shall remain-
All but Yours and Mine -
And then you can mull them over
And find the ME in vain
In pages of serendipity and love
A mother never refrained
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In the hope that ..
When tomorrow you shall perhaps truly live
And see me as the I that were
Your memory and it's fragrance of me
Like ancient and delicate China
Be preserved in fossils sweet
And waft into the mind a song...
Terrific and yet so deep
In thine fresco s of fragility
Of a love that's but divine
These verses of mine shall remain-
All but Yours and Mine -
And then you can mull them over
And find the ME in vain
In pages of serendipity and love
A mother never refrained
© 2011 Maitreyee Bhattacharjee Chowdhury
9 comments:
woww..amazing...
:) thanks so much
And see me as the I that were..
Lovely! :)
Im sure she's as proud of you, as you are of her! :)
I hope she is...thanks for visiting :)
Loved it from bottom of my heart.Superb!
Thanks so much Pratibha..:)
Beautiful incomparable poetry. But I sense some sadness in it.
Anyhow, the love between a mother and a daughter very beautifully portrayed. Loved it.
Beautiful.
I get to hear something written by a mother for her daughter.
The vice versa does happen otherwise.
Yeah Enchanta..have always wanted to write something about or for my daughter..but it was too overwhelming to pen down..finally this came out..@ D2 in many ways you are very perceptive...perhaps because you are a poet yourself too
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