Blood, pain and gut; a child is born...
A bond by blood is very strong...
Father, Mother, Daughter, Son or child
All coming from an ancient written Bind.....
But there are some unknown bonds,
Which have no names, or clause.
Just waiting there, to be found,
making everyone think and pause.
From far and near, they bump into you.
Some fade away, like most hit songs do.
Others last forever, like a bible of time.
Some need your help, others help you,.
Some you call friends, some you call family
No strings attached; no hidden lines...
These are the people, you come to love.
A simple feeling of belonging in a stranger’s heart
A truly giving emotion, Selfless from the start.
Calling them yours, even though it’s not your claim.
A bond strong and sweet, yet without a name.
You are my unknown bond....
My Mother, My other Lord!
By Shiv on
5 comments:
I really like this.... you seem to surprise me more everytime.... The title for my entry was a joke shared by us... something that we laugh about a lot..... good to see that you like it.... Peace
From far and near, they bump into you.
Some fade away, like most hit songs do.
Others last forever, like a bible of time.
Awesome man....
hats off to TEE.
i came back again,,,,
this is touchy Da..
wonderful,,,,
Thank You for coming back!
Just reminded me of someone
who's my 3rd Mother, younger to me and we would never meet.
But , for me she's and will always be the Mother of this Sufi Soul.
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