OUR MOTHER TONGUE | English Poem by Purabi Dey

 OUR MOTHER TONGUE

The very first language

We heard from our parents,

The very first language 

That awoke our feelings.

One in which we started listening

One in which we started speaking

Truely that's our MOTHER TONGUE .

The language in which 

We weave our dreams

And one in which 

We start to sing. 

As also the language

In which we start whispering

Truely that's our MOTHER TONGUE.

The language that enables us to learn alphabets

One that helps us recognize numbers.

Also give us words to express,

And enjoy the literary treasures

Truely that's our MOTHER TONGUE.

The language that make myths known

And so do we fables learn,

Is one that Alliterations so much fun 

Is the same in which Grandma stories run

Truely that's our MOTHER TONGUE .

The language in which we mingle

With society, environment and friends

One in which we frame our emotions

Or enjoy our culture and festivals

Also that tells us 

Much about our ancestors

Truely that's our MOTHER TONGUE

Our eye of knowledge,

An epitome of motherly love and affection ,

Is none other than 

Our MOTHER TONGUE,

Our MOTHER TONGUE,

Our MOTHER TONGUE . 

Writer's address:

Purabi Dey .

Assistant Teacher, 

Bhalla L.P. School .

Rani block.