THE HAND THAT ROCKED THE CRADLE RULED THE WORLD | English Poem by Shoumika Ganguli

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THE HAND THAT ROCKED THE CRADLE RULED THE WORLD
by Shoumika Ganguli

The hand which held me first
The hand that gave me water and fulfilled my thirst
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand which gave me food
The hand which was raised when I was rude
The hand that rocked the cradle ruled the world

The hand that gently touched my head
The hand synonymous to embedding life onto dead
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand which was the safest haven
The hand which was never forsaken
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand which sheltered all my fingers
The hand that put a godly touch at heart so that no pain lingers
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand under which I slept all night
The hand which guided my way towards light
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands which could fight thunders
The hands which saved me from committing blunders
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands that nurtured me to fight storms
The hands that incorporated confidence in new forms
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands that pushed me to walk
The hands that protected me and bore all the shock
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands which made me learn
Those hands, for centuries I would yearn
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands which always pointed towards the right directions
The hands that sensed and showed all human emotions
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hands that sheltered me from rain
The hands that were the most serene
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand that pampered me when I was ill
The hand which would touch and sense my unspoken feel
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand which burnt like a lantern
The hand which never asked anything in return
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand for me which prayed
The hand which in past, present and future can never be replaced
The hand that rocked the cradle
Ruled the world

The hand that fought so many battle
The hand which was never tired of rocking my cradle
The hand which showed and bores the strain of all weather
The priciest possession of the nature
Was the hand of my mother.


Shoumika Ganguli - Poetess - Washington Bangla RadioThe poem is dedicated to all the mother's around the world. Ma is the first word spoken by a new born baby. If there is anyone in the world whom a person should go to when he or she is hurt the most it's mother. The solace and the peace which she always brings is divine and unparalleled. She knows your dilemma and your unspoken words even before you utter them. Why then at times we forget that we owe her our full life, we are indebted to her. Why then does she cry at times when she is the one who wiped out all our tears? It's hard to believe that today we have old homes where we leave our parents into the hands of
solitude whereas its was she who befriended us when even our voices were drowned in oblivion, when our highest pitch was subdued, when our heart was torn apart and there was no one to even see the pain. Why then do we forget her unbiased and non demanding love. Is it not true that by hurting her we hurt ourselves, our moral values, our ethics ?

Through this poem Shoumika targets not just the youth but also every parent just to make every individual realizes how special this relationship is.
It's divine and is probably the most purest ever seen in the world.

Shoumika can be reached at gangulitina1988 [at] gmail.com.


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