Mother, do you hear me?

Let me speak with my untouched tongue,

in silence I grave for attention.

“Pull me in” and taste the lies among.

Mother, do you see me?

Eyes, closed by day, took me down.

Afraid I was to see,

“to accept” the faith that you were no more around!

Mother, do you love me?

To love, or, to be loved? that’s the question.

I Will be asking myself till the dawn of night,

shimmering light wandering among your confession.

34 responses to “‘mother,”

  1. I love this, “to love or to be loved that is the question” indeed, for what is being or not being without love in our lives.
    What i loved more about this poem, is calling out to “mother” its such an endearing spell that you have casted on your readers today jojo alwaely !!! ❤ ❤

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    • Dear HiddenK, thank you so much for that compliment🙏🏽 I’m so glad you loved my poem, and especially the “mother” part. And indeed, what is being or not being without love in our lives.!!!
      I really appreciate your comment, it really helps me to improve, and understand my readers! ❤️ Take care

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      • Mr.JoJo alwaealy!! it is my pleasure to read yyour poems, I find them very deep and beautiful at the same time! and I am looking forward to read more of them.
        take good care of yourself too dear JoJo 🙂

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      • Aahww thank you so much, this is such an amazing compliment ☺️ I’m so glad you like my work. I’m posting a new one today, though. Have a lovely weekend, K🙏🏽

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