Jitender Singh
Mother - The Reflection of Divine Love A mother is not merely a relation, She is Heaven’s tender grace. A living stream of love and mercy, Wrapped in warmth and endless embrace. She walks through storms without complaining, Yet lays soft flowers upon our way. She hides her tears behind a smile, So her children may laugh each day. She breaks her bread to feed her family, Though hunger quietly fills her soul. She sacrifices dreams in silence, Just to make her children whole. Through sleepless nights beside our pillows, She whispers prayers no ears can hear. Carrying every wound in silence, Holding her children forever near. And when we wander far from goodness, Losing sight of the path once known, She bends her knees in faithful prayer, Calling for mercy before the throne. A mother’s wisdom shines like lanterns, Guiding hearts through darkest nights. Teaching truth, compassion, kindness, Leading souls toward what is right. Where a praying mother is present, Peace gently fill...