ma, once again you are quiet
in your own indomitable style,
you use silence as your strongest armour
may be this makes you feel powerful
but then do we sense power by dominating,
by suppressing,
or by masking what is inside
is that why
people pour their heart before you
and feel powerless
is that why you bless them
but i will not submit
i will not surrender
i will speak and demand explanation
for the words that you withheld
and did not utter
because you thought what i did was wrong
but then who does not do wrong,
what is so special in my mistakes
except that i keep renewing my scars by nurturing them
with your unforgiving attitude
be as you are
ma, you are after all, all embracing
may be this is the way you bless me,
till I stop punishing myself, you will not speak
let me forgive myself first, only then will i come back
and seek your forgivance, is that right, now do not speak
let me go back a few steps