no one can pamper you
like a Mother can.
no one makes better mac and cheese;
or hot chocolate
just after you’ve come inside
from building a snow fort.
no one makes a better breakfast
on a lazy Sunday.
no one gives a better hug
than a Mother can.
no one gives better advice
when you don’t know what you’re doing
with your life.
no one is more comforting
when you’re having a rough day.
hell, No One else knows you well enough
to notice something was wrong.
Original Poetry 
October 10th, 2015 at 5:24 pm
FIRE
Fire is one of the five prime factors
That is inter related with air
And light just that of sun in the sky
Fire is just opposite to water
Fire is a burning sense producing
Heat energy and flaming light
Which can be seen in lighting
Of a candle or making fire stand
For cooking food in kitchen
Fire makes destruction
When it is taking role
Spreading all over the places
Of a building by electrical short
Circuit, bundles of hay kept
Open at open place
Catch fire by sun heat
Whole of them burnt and gone
In smoke
We have seen bamboo forest
Burnt in fire due to fire broke
When bamboos made friction
One to other by air in force
Dancing with its body
Fire in stomach of poor person
Is due to hunger, this can go
Away by eats, fruits and rice cooked
Foods of this kind
But fire will come again and again
In stomach
And that will be fade away from
Stomach
Then and there to bring normal
By eats
ayyandj 05032015
October 10th, 2015 at 5:25 pm
wonderful