Irin, a mother of silent ocean

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A mother behind the deep sea and the ocean
Walking past in the silent world of beauty and heaven, 
She knows her work in motion and hurdles;
Never hesitating through the rains and the clouds 
In moving behind the shadow and perils of earth. 
She remains happy by her unusual courage;
To speak the truth in capsize haze and relies
To switch the darkened cloud of the storm. 
She walks past all along in the glowing streams 
Underneath the big shades of the banyan tree
As if the mother of all the child In the earth
And the beams of light not under coercive strength.
What she sees and explores in front of her
 She is moving in her way to have bliss 
Upon the supplication she always does. 
She becomes remorse and dilapidated 
when She hears the destitute of a motherless baby
Her sorrows knows no bounds
As if her heart always renders to restore the life of the child. 
She is second to none to roll her tears 
When sadness, pains and death stirs her. 
Like the crying voice of a helpless child 
Telling of goodness to bliss her fortitude.

Comments

  1. It is nicely represented as an allegorical poon and similitude.

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  2. Such mother is unusual and rare to dedicate lives for the sake of truth and children.

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  3. I am Brigitte Claus from Germany, read this poem which seems to be my mother who has dedicated for the church and her orphans with her last blood.

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  4. This poem symbolises the bliss of a universal mother.

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  5. I have a feeling of motherly affection by reading the poem.
    Utta Han

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  6. I am working in washington DC, in my opinion, she is the best mother in the world globally.

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  7. This poem has allegorical values.

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  8. The poem has universal appeal for moral a d ethical values of life.

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  9. It is indeed a poem of supernatural aspect

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