Ma

I never may comprehend you, Ma...

Though so much I think I do

I still keep doing what you say

Because all I know is I trust you

I look at them others and think

Of all your moral ways

I hated your scoldings but

They've truly made my days

I hate each time we disagree

And each time we fight

And I get even more irritated

Because you're actually always right

I yearn to see your smile, Ma..

Each time the train enters the station

Eating your delicious cooked food

Stays my only temptation

I like your grace and try copying

I try being quiet like you

But more as I write, more as I think

Ma, the more I miss you..

I never can be comfortable

Unless it's in your lap

You're really a friend Ma..

Cutting away the age gap..

I always felt I couldn't write about you

Because I was afraid to miss

Any slightest point at all

Lest you do displease..

I could never match your easy judging

And your wise remarks

How many lives have you touched, Ma?

And brought them laurels and sparks?

I want to keep writing, for of you,

There can never be an end..

Because 850 km away from you, Ma..

On you alone I depend..