• invisibleme 5w

    The Mother....

    Mother come to me....I m crying for u since birth....

    I have searched for u in Meadows, in silent sky, in these blunt relations...

    I have spent alone in nights, in the winds, in not uttering words, analysing all these phenomenons around....non have answered me...all of them have the same cruel reality of ending in to nothingness....

    How can these people couldn't see it....how can they not feel that there is something far more freer than their own world of mind....how can they not sense the ether that is all around the world...

    I have a glimpse of my past when I would cry for mother immediately after waking up...even if I m quelled after embrace of my relatives, they would always wonder why would I cry...how can they or even I understand the despair I feel and still filling now when I don't feel u....how can anyone understand if they have never gone out of these pictures that have come through this body....

    How can anyone know, even if they memorized thousands of scriptures, if they have never felt what they are lacking the most....

    How can anyone understand my longing of mother....