poems dedicated to the mother

From start to last
Zero to reality
The first dream to life
Start
In the bond of trust
In the twilight at dawn
You also my friend, you only my
Teacher
You’re just adorable
You instinctively practicable
Travel motivation of beating
You only
Possible path in
Mind of every poetry
You only be settled with a resolution
Pain medication you
You east wind
Has fast become shaded sun
You start the creation
You only close to
Just an extension of your seven
Sky

The same air as you fire the one you
Creation of the creator you
You thirst goblet
You are the foundation of my existence
Without you ever
Not Sun Moon
A world where the unexpected is
Every hour, a moment
An expanding grass
Which have also been done in us
But we forget
Swinging in conceit
Did you remember the days in a year
What is this Century
How’s tragedy
Because we forget that
Are indebted to the end
Cult of life on
Every breath you be the mother