MY MOTHER 

My mother doesn't speak much,
But smiles, smiles a lot.
She gets awkward when I hug her
But sends a good morning text with ten flower emojis
My mother has born fighter, she get angry with in min and chill down too
sometimes Choosing,
instead, to stare into the distance
She owns probably just five pair of earrings
But gets immensely happy after buying fresh green vegetables
She has never been out of the country,
And has never seen the beach
But finds peace in balconies.
She likes to keep windows open,
And make tea for the herself sometimes
And politics is all about making false promises the loudest
She can't understand why anybody would like KFC
When they can have chicken curry
My mother,
Has been battling with life may be you and me too
But she tells me to follow my dreams
To see countries, and mountains, and beaches
And I wish I could tell her,
That on some days,
I'd rather watch her quietly sip tea,
Than be in any other place across the seas.