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Mother who wasn't mine

She will come another day

By Karun Published 9 months ago 1 min read
Mother who wasn't mine
Photo by guille pozzi on Unsplash

Even when her mind loses you,

her heart refuses to.

Will it ever be good enough?

Could I never get off

—The made up life filled with memories

Moments that never should exist

I'm a beauty princess,

and my life is full of make up

Will things ever make up to me

Will it be a dream, I could pinch and wake up.

I wish to say I'm fine

darkness consumes my sunshine

Mother who wasn't mine

I was just a sunflower in her shine

pretending to glow, like the moon that borrow

Now I stand with the pain of morrow

struggles, suffering, sacrifice... sorrow

I ain't the queen or pharoh

She was it all, without her.. I'm hollow

pain is getting deeper, life is shallow

I miss moonlit dinner,

your hands would serve me— the most kind spoons ever

Will i get another..

a hand full of food and a heart full of your love,

Perhaps it's no moon day,

She will come another day

I'll never look at the moon

tragedy of wishing she'll be back soon.

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About the Creator

Karun

🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran8 months ago

    The longing here was so palpable. Such an emotional poem. I loved it!

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