As she was staring at her sleeping child
Looking at her beautiful face.
Dark skin and black hair,
With no trace of worries on her face.

And she notices tears on her face
The droplets falling on her daughters face.

Karrina, a 30 years old single mother.
Today leaving her 5 years old daughter,
To make money. Leaving her alone in a country,
Where the daughter knows few.

And as she tries to speak to her daughter
She starts sobbing.
With the only company, herself.

Her little daughter will live for years with Salama’s friend.
Years with out a mother to speak to.
Years with out a hope to lit you.
And how did destiny bring her to a point
Where she can’t even afford to live?

A little message to you all my dear viewers, don’t forget to be thankful for what you have right now. Sometimes being content is all you need for happiness in life.

P.s. I am just warming up with poetry as I didn’t write for a long time!

Mother, light of my darken world.

Looking at the endless tunnel

Tunnel filled with hope and strength

Maybe I should turn back

Maybe this is isn’t the right thing…


What should I do, I wonder

Should I step ahead or stop.

Suddenly I see a glimpse of light

A light and then someone holding me tight.


” Mother…” ┬ásaid I, feeling the echo of the word

Mother, my mother, is standing next to me right now.

She is holding my hand while  standing next to me

Smiling,the smile I could never forget


She gave me the confidence to step into the tunnel

Into the tunnel where in some parts it might be dark

But I know my mother will be there for me

I know she will guide me through it.


I step in and see the world

A world where there are endless hopes and dreams

Where people dream every night

Where people fear every day


But there are no worries for me

My mother will be next to me.

No words can describe this picture.

To hold me, to love me

My feel my pain and struggle.

My reason of life.