A – Z poetry : “M”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “M”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with S, T, X, Y and Z as muses.
Leave a comment in case you’re interested, I’ll contact you – don’t post the poem in the comments 😉


Moment of my birth was

Miraculous in my Mummy’s life,

Mother for the first time,

Miles and miles of smile.

Million wishes and a billion gifts,

the Moment was just so complete.

mother and daughter

Memories of my first laugh

My first step, my first Maaa,

Music of her lullabies, the moon would enjoy

from Morning Milk to Magical Mathematics,

Momma my first mentor, my first love, my protector,

My support in maddening times,

Master of strength and motivation

Managing, Multitasking home, work and me

One who Matters the most,

Moulded me, my manners, nourished my mind,

Makeup, middle school and more

Mistakes and mischiefs were forgiven, with magnanimous heart

Mandatory manners, prayers and rules

Mighty lectures made me mature, Morals mended my soul.

Mystical mind reader, how’s she always right?

mom daughter

Misunderstandings faded her smile, Manipulated truths hurt

Modern markets, machines, moolah, mobiles, motives

Memories now moisten our eyes

My marriage is now her only agenda,

Making me believe my match will make me complete.

Master of Divinity, How will my moment of Motherhood be?

Mamma’s girl, maybe not me, BUT she’ll always BE.


This is a guest post by Shruti Deora.

Shruti is a Chartered Accountant having graduated from Narsee Monjee College, Mumbai. She is currently working as a research analyst in a Premier global investment management organization. She is an editor and one of the founder members of a quarterly online E- magazine Mentor Mantra. A creative person she has specialized in Tanjore paintings, and loves photography, adventure and travelling. She loves trying new things, and this being her first attempt at writing poems. Check her blog at http://shrutimes.wordpress.com/

for the yet-to-come bundle of joy

When you come home,
& explore it with your tiny feet,
before you can do that fully,
You’ll be tired & off to sleep…

When you come home,
your laughter will float all around,
You’ll grab everyone’s attention,
& happiness is all that you’ll surround…

When you come home,
see everyone changing slowly,
your elders will love you,
& fulfill all your demands willingly…

When you come home,
You’ll become the center of attention,
& see each moment become a memory,
as your giggles echo in all directions..

When you come home,
& make this home even more messy,
Trouble your parents till they exhaust,
& hence complete our little family..!!

Sleep :)

Sleep till the darkness releases its sheath…

Sleep till the blanket keeps you warm underneath…

Sleep till your eyes get relieved of the strain…

Sleep till your body feels no pain…

Sleep till your dreams have a happy ending…

Sleep till you feel you’re starving…

Sleep till morning birds starts chirping…

Sleep till the priests’ starts enchanting…

Sleep till the gloom vanishes completely…

Sleep till your mind is ready for the day fully…

Sleep till I call out your name…

Sleep till you wanna stay away from this world insane…

Sleep till you miss the blissful sunrise…

Sleep till the time dew drops survive…