when i see my mom cry
all my happiness is sucked dry
regards of an ancient trait,
i want to burn the world sky high

i dont say much
i found they never did help
i was scared a lot,
was it me i thought
recalled all what i did
but nothing struck me, as reason

in her tears i melt
in her tears, my
courage washed of,
shamed i am of my hands
useless they rare to wipe her tears

her reasons i dont know,
her tears i know,
her sadness i feel
my weakness i feel
the child in me i feel

in my kiss for her,
the taste of her tears
lingers on my lips
it flavours all i drink,
it burns holes in me
like an unending elixir
it fuels the flame in me

i cant fail, its a luxury
i am too poor for its fury
i cant fallback, for she falls with me
i cant stop, for
its her heart that beats for me
i am juggernaut, feeded
by its own fuel.
walk away world! from my race
for failure to you is written
for if i fail, iam afraid
she will cry.

jathin aka jesuzz

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-my-mother-cries/