Tag: #mother

• Published: A wake-up call

  

  I’m happy to share my poem, ‘A wake-up call’ has been published by MasticadoreUSA. A shout-out to Barbara, the editor of the e-zine, for accepting the poem. “A wake-up call” by Smitha Vishwanath Publicado por MEELOSMOMel19 FEBRERO, 2023 I The day before the surgery The morning I went for a check-up I had no idea they’d…

  Smitha V

  February 20, 2023

  Experiences, Mum’s World, Poetry

  #children, #diary, #experience, #hospital, #inspiration, #life, #live, #love, #mother, #poetry, #published, #purpose, #strength, #surgery, #wakeupcall

• Poem: How a mother feels

  

  My poem, ‘How a mother feels’ is posted on Destiny poets. Don’t ask a mother how she feels When a child leaves home the first time Not for a sleepover or the weekend or a week’s summer camp, or even an extended vacation But when a child leaves, I mean, like really leaves- to a…

  Smitha V

  March 25, 2022

  Poetry

  #child leaving, #goodbye, #life, #mother, #parenting, #poem, #separation, #Teenage

• I miss you so bad

  

  I thought I was done missing you You had to go everybody has to someday. I’ve been telling myself and it’s been okay I feel you closer than before those days you looked at me as if I were the traffic during rush hour or a distant voice a memory I thought I was done…

  Smitha V

  March 23, 2022

  Poetry

  #healing, #losingaparent, #missingmom, #missingyou, #mother, #pain, #poem, #soaring, #writingprompt

• Quote 8/20 : You’re no Wonder Woman and it’s O.K.

  Note: If you’re a man and you’re reading this quote you’re probably doing one of two things- a) agreeing with it or b) disagreeing with it. If you agree with it, then I have nothing to say except maybe you can make life easier for the woman in your life – mother, wife, daughter, cousin,…

  Smitha V

  May 28, 2020

  Quotes

  #coronatimes, #ladies, #life, #lockdowndiaries, #mother, #mothers, #parents, #quote, #selfcare, #takeabreak, #truth, #women

• Guilty

  

  I’m guilty of forgetting of a memory that’s fading I can’t remember The sound of your voice That lulled me to bed when my heart filled with dread or urged me to be tough when the going got rough Or bolstered me up When my cup spilled over And said, ‘Try my dear, once more.’…

  Smitha V

  October 24, 2019

  Poetry

  #creativewriting, #death, #diary, #guilty, #loss, #memories, #mother, #poet, #poetry, #timeheals, #writing, My diary, Poetry