I had a sheet and a pen
to write down everything
that my heart and soul
wanted to convey
but, my hands couldn’t
ink the sheet and my mind
couldn’t put them in words.
I know how it felt
when with all love
you pulled my cheeks
and kissed them
one normal morning
which, however
with your adoration look
turned into a special one.
Later that day, I realized
how stupid was I
to call any day a normal day;
for everyday of my life
I have you beside me,
and that was special
and shall remain
forever and beyond.
Perhaps, I wanted to tell you
how much I love you
in words, in poems.
But you know?
I couldn’t really convey it.
The blank sheet then looked
at me in disappointment.
Perhaps, it didn’t want
itself to remain expressionless.
I picked up my pencil
started to draw lines, curves
whatever that my hands could
and my heart would draw.
I remember how your eyes
glittered in happiness
how your eyes could shine
even when they were moist
after my love to you was conveyed.
It was then I realized that
sometimes a picture speaks
more than words.
I know that I would never have
enough words to tell you
how much you mean to me
or to say that my life without you
would be worthless and suffocating.
However, I hope that the colors that
filled the sheet could tell you
a bit about my love and respect
I have for you, dear Mom.
– Kritika Vashist
PS. This is the painting that I gifted her.
this is nice lines every day was so spacial with my mom
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Thank you 🙂
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If I were your Mom, I would be so happy that you thought of me; so proud that you were able to create a unique piece of very personal art for me; so honored that, in your busy life, you found the time to say “I love you Mom”. A beautiful thought and so well expressed. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Colin 🙂
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Kritika! ! You paint? Wow and loved it. .
Happy mothers day to aunty 🙂
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Yes, Izza, I do. There is an art gallery page on my blog 😛
Thank you, love 🙂
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How did I not know about that before 😂😂😂
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Must be busy eating chocolates 😛
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Hahah I wish :p When did you discovered you had a knack for painting?
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Since childhood, when I made cards for mum and dad.
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Wow..Kritika agar koe aur hidden talent ha tou bata dein :p 😀 ?
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Hahaha!
Rest are not yet discovered 😛
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I am sure you have and will definitely discover more in years to come 🙂
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Izza ❤
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Kritika! !! 😍😍😍
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ohh waaaoooohhh sooo beautiful 🙂 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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so sweet 🙂
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Wow so beautiful post and a wonderful picture drawn 🙂 Proud daughter of a proud mother !!
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Thanks, Darshith! 🙂
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Always welcome Kritika 🙂 or shall I say Princess Consuela 😀
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I got no problem with that 😀
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You rock Gal 😀
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Love the poem and the painting! You’re a multi-faceted woman!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
Love and hugs to you.
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Wow…That is an awesome painting Kritika. The words you wrote are also very touching. I would imagine this made your mother quite happy. Cheers. =)
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Reading your comment made me smile. I thought it was an average looking painting. Thank you so much, Chris. Cheers! 🙂
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Definitely not average…way above. You’re welcome, Cheers =)
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That’s an exquisite painting and a very beautiful poem. May Almighty always keep your mother smiling, shining with health and happiness. (Amen).
Much love,
-Naima
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Thanks so much, Naima. That was sweet of you.
Love to you too.
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Wonderful poem and a beautiful painting:))
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Aww lovely sentiments you spew comrade. Lucky mom and lucky you.
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Hehe! Thanks so much, Christy! 🙂
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The paining ! The words ! The gratitude expressed ! ‘Perfect’ is all I can think of. Your mom has a gem 😉
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Hehe. Thank you, Prateek 🙂
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The painting is amazing and for the poem, no words just that way. We really can’t express our love to our mom but I think I should start doing that. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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You can express by doing little things for her; she would smile at the efforts only. Thank you for appreciating 🙂
Love and hugs to you.
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I can’t speak up to her, my cards do the talks. You’re welcome and thanks to you too. 🙂
Hugs ♥ 🙂
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Oh wow! YES YES. CARDS ARE THE BEST 😀 ❤
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😀 🙂 🙂
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It’s beautiful, both words and your work of art! ^_^
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Thank you ❤
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^_^
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