O Mother!

The paste of love anointed made a mother,
A jasmine smile of the heart is my mother,

Selfless fondling made me her son,
Her umbilical code attached to my liver-love,

Motherhood is sacrosanct, soft like a daffodil,
A garland of fragrant flower is my mother,

A moon-blanched sky is her innocent face,
A sacrificial mood weaves her maternal care,
Mother and Motherland are higher than heaven,

A patriot's bravado boomed motherhood,
Jeune amour frazzle out at the birth of mother,

Dilly-dallying the arena of a flowery garden,
I breathe the love of mother's breast.

Charlatan's sheer vainly praised mythology,
Shoved maxims, reaped wanton theory,
Garble acceptable values, throw away flimsy,

Mother is value, mother is purity,
Mother is selfless, mother is divine.