Let me step into the warmth of your arms,
Let me bask in the sunshine of your smile,
Let me hold you a moment longer, mother mine.
You are my beginning
my ubiquitous meaning,
umbilical bond of my sustenance,
I was an embryo to your nurturing cotyledon,
moulded from the clay of your sinews.
your lullabies linger in
my heartbeats as dulcet sighs,
those dogeared fables twinkle
like fireflies in cherished memories.
I yearn for your warm embrace
that reminiscent of aromas from your kitchen and jasmine soap,
You wiped my smudged face
with your anchal wherein lingered
a whiff of turmeric, spices and sandalwood,
together we laughed and giggled
over buttery popcorns,
watching cartoons, reading fairytales.
you are no longer there,
but a shimmering star on my horizons
long having deserted the earthly shores,
Yet when you come visiting me
in the land of Morpheus,
I yearn to hold you tight and never let go,
refusing to believe that you are
but a gossamer figment of imagination.