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Noted Nest

Silent Sacrifices

By Kashish Ahuja


Somewhere in the depth of sorrow, 

A shimmer of hope occurs in sight. 

She being amidst the darkness

Cast of radiance in my life.


She is the epitome of love, 

Elevated me to reach the height above.

Love is synonymous with her being 

Which is deep and the most beautiful thing.


Her Existence is unsolved puzzle, still a mystery

Her devotion to me is unconditional and free.

She’s an angel formed of undying, selfless and sacrificial love,

Which is sent from above like a divine and celestial dove. 


She puts her hunger on hold

To ensure that I was fed and bold.

She stayed up through countless nights

To ensure that I am healthy and alright.

She sacrifice her pleasure and peace

Just to ensure that I am at relief.

She takes upon herself, all the sorrows 

Just to ensure that I have a brighter tomorrow.


From wounded knees to wounded hearts,

She’s been there from the very start.

Since my yearnings from the rich cocoa taste (i mean to say chocolates)

To yearnings for screen bright embrace i.e (phones)

She is the most ardent advocate at every stage.


Dabbing at my tears from loud screams to suppressed cries,

She puts forth her utmost efforts to always perform well and wise. 


Yes, my dearest Mom. 

No matter what?

You have always stood by my side in each and every phase of life.

You are the one who taught me to fly. 

Now it’s my call to be the pillar of strength for you 

Until I die.


Hey Mom, 

Your duty ends here and mine begins.

I can never repay your efforts utterly, 

But trust me, 

I am struggling for your delight diligently.


Thank you so much God for such a unique authentic unprecedent exceptional and irreplaceable creation. 

Thus no one can take over this beautiful relation.


Hey Lord

Please hear my prayer today.

Until I bring her to experience complete bliss, 

To the state of absolute Felicity,

Let her stay. 


Until I grant her access to all the Delights of this universe, boundless, happiness, endless joy, and infinite treasures. 

I humbly request,

Let her stay.


 Disclaimer: A poem dedicated to the only selfless giver that exists today.

On behalf of all the teens, gen-z’s , millennials and everyone sacrificing with their mental health, financial problems, generational traumas, weaknesses, & sorrows, I want you to know that your mom is still there.

I know in this era we do crave for emotional support but have you ever considered your mom to become one? Try it out.


By Kashish Ahuja

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