Mother A forgotten poem by Sunil Deepak
I don't remember writing this poem. After my mother's death, I found it among her papers, and it is in my handwriting. My sister says that I wrote it, I am not so sure. I could have copied it from some where, even if the way it is written, it doesn't look copied! But how I could I forget writing something like this?
I hate you as much as I love you
tied to you
through the umblical cord
a prisoner
of your tastes, your desires, your thoughts
chained by
your words, your love, your tears
to escape doesn't matter
because I know
even away from you
I will search your eyes
in the eyes of every woman
that I will meet
and every breast will
make me remember you, always.
Every caress will bring me back to you.
I, your child
for you will always be a child
and do you know
when I am angry and want to assert
my independence
I still speak the words which you had taught to me
hate, the other face of love
I hate you as much as I love you
mother
