The handful of fragrance..

 The handful of fragrance..

The lovely fragrance that  perceives in every life

 But it isn’t perfumes, flowers  or sandal sticks

On a special day with smell of placental blood

Exciting auditory, optic and olfactory nerves

With gratitude to god “the first cry that begins”

Folding the little fingers “to grab the world’

In the cradle slept by flashing cute eyes

Sucking the little fingers little star snuffles the fragrance

The wisdom of lovely fragrance  blissed out “the  motherhood”

Oh! the fragrance of your hand

And  bounty   smile and hug

Feeding the breast milk

From heart to heart you given

The handful fragrance of love..

Cleaning the scalps, watery stool and urine  in your lap

Coconut oil drops kneading on teeny weeny  limbs

 Drips of love cherished  and fill  fragrance  in skin folds

 The handful fragrance of love..

 Childhood hates the bitter tasted tablets

While  in fever screaming and   biting your hands,

Altruistic  shower begins with kiss on chubby cheeks

Magic of love. Mother  you heals all ills

Ecstasy for every creatures in this earth

The handful fragrance of your hands..

The handful fragrance of your hands..

From far distance  you came and collected the school bags

 Still in your hands  imprints  made by  little cuspid  teeth’s are there

You again pats and uplifted on waist and kept bags on shoulders..

Then talk about homely food delights make laughter's

Wao.. ,fabulous flavor and taste still  in the tongue

That  lovely  fragrance thrive  in your hand..

Fragrance of flowers will be moldy and foul smelt

All perfumes are allergic and burning my skin..

My heart regains the handful of fragrance

Merriment  forever ,  visual fragrance in your hand.

The wisdom of lovely fragrance “The  motherhood”