A heartfelt expression of a child’s love for mother, the poem describes how a mother protects from a harsh and violent world. The child feels a warm and healing touch from the mother, who is a starlight in the darkness.
This is a poem called Mother to Son by Langston Hughes1, a famous American poet who was part of the Harlem Renaissance. The poem is a metaphor for the hardships and struggles that the speaker’s mother has faced in her life, and how she advises her son to never give up.
When I close my eyes;
And image my life without You
Ammi….
My heartbeat for a second stops…
And I realize what your presence means
By William Blake (From Songs of Experience) In futurityI prophesyThat the earth from sleep(Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise, and […]
…See, today i had purchased the tinsels of silver
that you loved to bedeck your dupatta with.
Your big smile i have tucked inside the piggy bank with
A heap of undelivered letters, some inscribed paintings…
By Shah Bisma Manzoor In the womb of a woman,I recreated my moves of joy.I was about to land into […]
![And We have enjoined upon man [care] for his parents. His mother carried him, [increasing her] in weakness upon weakness, and his weaning is in two years. Be grateful to Me and to your parents; to Me is the [final] destination.](https://i0.wp.com/theinsightt.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/png_20221224_130732_0000.png?fit=683%2C1024&ssl=1)
وَوَصَّيْنَا ٱلْإِنسَـٰنَ بِوَٰلِدَيْهِ حَمَلَتْهُ أُمُّهُۥ وَهْنًا عَلَىٰ وَهْنٍۢ وَفِصَـٰلُهُۥ فِى عَامَيْنِ أَنِ ٱشْكُرْ لِى وَلِوَٰلِدَيْكَ إِلَىَّ ٱلْمَصِيرُ Wa wassainal insaana […]
Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
God grant me grace my prayers to say: