2015-04-02

A Woman of Substance

By Debolina Coomar

When I was floating in the sea, something kept me alive,

Something attached to me helped me to thrive,

I could hear the voice, the laughs and cries,

I could feel the touch, fell the bond that ties.

Months later, I could her eyes, numb with tears of joy,

Holding me in those arms; her hair was my first toy.

Weeks later, I called her name, she was overwhelmed,

Then, a walk, a talk and so many moments we framed.

Years later, I went to school and then college and further ahead,

But, she taught me the most important lessons of life and choices I made.

My first song, my first poem, my first crush and heart break,

My happiness, my pain, and emotions I cannot fake.

Seasons came and went, in every time and tide,

She became my strength and never left my side.

I became a daughter, a sister and a wife,

Now, I have a soul inside me, full of life.

She lived her whole life with ‘choices’ made for her,

But, she will be ‘My choice’ always and forever.

They call her just a woman of mere existence.

But, I call her MOTHER, a woman of substance.


About Debolina:

She is a firm believer of 'live & let live', she like to enjoy the tidbits of life as it comes by. As a person who enjoys reading and interacting with people, and also exciting to write about emotions, lifestyle, current affairs and pretty much everything that affects a common man's life.

On career front, she is an ex-HR and Corp. Comm. person and currently mother to a lovely 8 month old daughter and a freelancer creative writer.

She strive to ignite the power of thought with a whole new perspective and shares her favourite quote (Walt Disney): "If you can dream it, you can do it."

The writer/poet/blogger regularly contributes for www.momzspace.in and for My Baby Cart's baby blog.  She is fabulous in jotting few riddles and brain teaser to you. She also has a FB Page ' The Brain Breezers' Read her personal blog here.

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