“M”
In the pitch dark night stillness,
The air whispering softly
The waves touching the shore silently,
Every element aware of the agony,
I could sense the warmth of that embrace,
My head buried deep in my arms,
The mind wiped of all the thoughts,
An emptiness settling in my heart,
When I looked up and around,
The glitter of my eyes was the only light,
Through which I saw her saying goodbye,
After sixteen years since she left,
My search to see her as a glittering star,
Remains unfulfilled because of my misty gaze.
Daily prompt
#mother #ma #pure #love
In the World of Thoughts 
Beautiful Thoughts !! The love of mother is bliss !!
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Such a lovely read.
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Thanks for reading
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My pleasure.
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Loved the way you missed your mom.
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True the love of mother is very pure
Very well written
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