From the moment She was born
Till the moment she died
My mother life was nothing less than a war with lots of grief and fear.
The moment she was born
She was nothing but a grudge to her
own father and mom
When she managed to lead a life.
The husband was like her master
And she was his slave wife
She cried every night.
But her tears made her strong
Thousand times more and thousands times to bear
She hood me for 9 month
without a fear
She protected me from the world
who said I'm nothing but a girl who will go to his husband house the moment she is 16 year.
Still she beared,the taunt and abuse from the social atmosphere.
However I managed to graduate.
That day she was proud of being a mother herself
But the journey become more harder than before
She hold my hand and said "Be like a warrior"
today I'm alive..Living a peaceful life
which all credits goes to the women who gave me a chance to call her "Mother"
After finishing all the war she is sleeping here for forever
Today,I,Standing infromt of her grave and can proudly said
"To the world fighting in the battle is a war
But for me my mother is a real warrior"
[Hope you like it]😊
