Poetry For Mother Novels & Stories

A Mother’s Love A mother’s love for us, Is genuine and true. Incomparable and definitely lasts, A love that is pure and undeniable. She gives tender care and affection, To her children and love ones without condition. She touches lives with compassion, She helps and shares without hesitation. Our world cannot stand without her, She is our wind beneath our wings. Joy and happiness, she always brings, To our life, she is a great defender. She is always there, When we are feeling down. She stands firm and strong, She is our everything.

She loves my father more than any jewel in this world. Napahawak ako sa puso ko dahil sa sakit. Namimis ko ang mama ko. Tiningnan ko ulit ang buwan. Moon was my mom's favorite place to rest. It may be far but, for my mom, moon was her light in her dim life, her redeemer and serve as the shoulder of her all her anxiety and worries.

Kaya isang gabi, nang magkasama sila ng kanyang ama sa hardin ng mansyon, hindi na niya napigilan ang sarili na magtanong. Tahimik silang nakatingala sa kalangitan, pinagmamasdan ang mga kumikislap na bituin. Mahilig si Bridgette sa mga ganitong tanawin—para bang sa tuwing nakikita niya ang mga ito, lumalakas ang kanyang loob. “Tay? Pwede po ba akong magtanong?” maingat na basag ng bata sa katahimikan.

But…but this woman standing in front of me is my mother. Ang araw na dapat sana ay masaya, ngayon ay agad na napawi. Yung tuwang bumabalot sa puso ko kanina, ngayon ay napalitan na ng galit at poot. How can a mother say something so cruel to her child?

May inabot ito sa aking maliit na aklat. "Ano ito, Mommy?" "Prayers iyan, sauluhin mo!" inis na saad ni Mommy. "Lintik kang bata ka, kahit isang stanza wala kang alam!" Nakasimangot naman ako. "Eh, kayo nga ho, eh, hindi niyo rin alam." "Malamang hindi naman ako madre, ikaw na anim na buwan na sa kumbento, kahit tatlong words wala kang alam!"

Sa tingin ko nga ay mas mabuting malaman ng mga narito kung gaano ka walang hiya si Charitee. “At ikaw naman, Charitee, ganito ka na ba ka desperada para makaangat sa buhay? Kamamatay lang ng mama ko! Magdadalawang linggo pa lang! Sana man lang ay binigyan mo ng kahit kauntng respeto ang pagkawala niya!” Hindi ko na napigilan ang sunod-sunod na pagbagsak ng mga luha ko. I am aching for my mother. This is so unfair for her. She doesn’t deserve this…

Hurt crossed my mother's eyes, na agad din namang nawala sa pag-iwas niya ng tingin sa'kin. I hugged my mother tight, her eyes started tearing up. "I-I'm sorry mom.. I don't mean to shout. I-I just want to k-know what you mean... Please, mom." She was hugging me and I'm on her chest. Suddenly, I felt home having on my mother's arms again. How can I shout on my beloved mother? "Cupid's mother, she's his.. h-his ex."

Napasinghap ang lahat nang tanggalin ang tabing ng painting. “A Mother's Embrace in Golden Light.” Wika nito. “It is a luminous portrayal of unconditional love, serenity, and the sacred bond between mother and child. Bathed in a warm, golden glow, the painting captures a moment of pure tenderness, two figures wrapped in each other's arms, eyes closed, hearts aligned. The swirling light particles and ethereal ambiance evoke a sense of magic, as if time itself pauses to honor this embrace.

"Si Mama lang ang meron ako, at hindi matutumbasan ng kahit anong kayamanan ang Mama ko!" "I can let go of the throne but I can't let go of my mother."

Nagsimula akong kumanta nang mahina. "And tomorrow night The lights will appear Just like they do on my birthday each year What is it like Out there where they glow? Now that I'm older Mother might just Let me go." Sa wakas ay tumawa si mama. Humiwalay siya sa yakap ko at tiningnan ako. Dahan-dahan siyang tumango. Nanlaki ang mata ko dahil do'n. Anong ibig sabihin ng pagtango niya?