Echo of Mother's Love

By Megha Shivaraj

She was thunder in a bottle 

Fire in a cage 

Storm in a box 

She was chaos contained 

Her words flowed like a river 

Dreams soared like the sky 

Grief bloomed like a flower 

And a heart deep like the ocean 

She was sunshine and rain 

She was storm and breeze 

She was wine and water 

A walking irony 

With a smile of deception 

A look of mischief 

A whisper of challenge 

And an air of mystery 

She'd tickle your thoughts 

And soothe your ailes 

Burn your doubts 

And build your sails 

She'd be your anchor in the depths 

And the gust of wind in your heights 

For she was both your darkness and your light 

In her presence, you'd feel alive. 

Crisp blankets with the smell of sunlight 

Rain sounds outside the window 

Fluffy pillow under my head 

Faint whirring of the fan 

Purring of the cat 

Blinking phone charger 

A bookmarked novel by the bedside 

A forgotten alarm 

A heart beating with mine 

A whisk of breath against my neck

A warm hand in mine 

Long legs intertwined under the blankets 

By Megha Shivaraj