Penned By B D Narayankar
I think that I shall never see
A baby as beautiful as the ocean
The ocean whose hungry mouth is
pressed
Against the beautiful Moon's
breast ...
Note: Somebody asked me yesterday what is the time when women look most beautiful. I said, "When I see a woman under a veil feeding her child!" My eyes secrete tears whenever I happen to see this.
A man can repay all his debts, but not the debt of his mother's milk.
I dedicate this short poem to those who have entered motherhood.
Inspired by Joyce Kilmer's poem - Tree
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