Poem of the week: “To Mama (AAMA)” by Prof. Medani P. Bhandari, PhD.
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You picked me from the swamp
When I was cover with sludge
Surrounded by, Frogs larvae’s feeder
And, breathless singing of wood eater.
Worms and their thirst for blood
Germs and their sticky hub
Heat and hot,
Crabs and craps
I was buried and burned
Worried and warned, uncovered but covered
All secret was opened, overt was locked
I was in insane and sensed
I was killed but partly
Breathing but hardly
No explanation how I was riddle
I was sleeping on sharp needle
You picked me up and rescued
Nurtured and supported
Filled the breath and freed
Gathered the rest and feed
I have no words how to thank you
I do not know how to acknowledge you
You are beyond the words
You are beyond the words
Words means nothing in reality
Worldly eyes cannot feel spirituality
You are the whole,
And soul of the love
Mama you are the character of morality
Ama you are the symbol of super conductivity
You cure the wound and join the broken heart
You feel the pain and become as a part
Your love is higher than a Mountain
Your love is deeper than a sea
Your love is softer and calm
You gave me yours love and gave the psalm
I do not know how to thank you,
I am your child and proud of you.
I do not know how to thank you
Can only say thank you, thank you and thank you.
Prof. Medani P. Bhandari, PhD, is well-known humanitarian, poet, essayist, and author of hundreds of scientific papers and many books on climate science, sustainability, biodiversity, social theories and practices and inequalities. Currently, he is serving at Gandaki University, Nepal, Akamai University, USA and Sumy State University, Ukraine with various capacity. He is motto is to give back to the society, whatever, he has learned, earned, and experienced.
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