Apj abdul kalam family biography poems

                                                                                                                                                    ----BY APJ ABDUL KALAM

                                                              Sea waves ,Golden Sands pilgrims faith

                                                       Rameshwaram Mosque Street, all thrust into one,

                                                       My glaze !

                                                       You come add up to me like Heaven's caring arm

                                                       I remember the combat days when life was poser and toil ---

                                                       Miles to walk , hour a while ago sunrise,

                                                             Walking conjoin take lessons from the beatific teachers near the temple .

                                                      Again miles to honesty Arab teaching School

                                                      Grow Sandy Hills to Railway position road

                                                      Collect distribute signal to temple city citizens

                                                      Few hours after morning going to school

                                                      Twilight business times before I bone up on at night

                                                      All glory pain of the young boy

                                                      My mother you transformed into pious strength

                                                      With; kneeling and bowing five former ; 

                                                       For the elegance of the almighty only blurry mother

                                                     Your strong piety equitable your children's strength, 

                                                      Order about always shared your best with; whoever needed the most ,

                                                     You always gave and effort with faith in Him.

                                                      I still remember the day in the way that I was Ten.

                                                     Sleeping wreak havoc on your lap to the spite of my elder brothers gain sisters 

                                                     It was full minion night my world only cheer up knew

                                                     Mother !

My materfamilias !

                                                    Oven at midnight Unrestrainable woke with tears falling continue my knee

                                                     You knew nobility pain of your child return to health mother 

                                                           You caring hands tenderly removing probity pain

                                                             Your love your care your faith give me strength

                                                            To features the world without fears soar with his strength .

                                                            We discretion meet again on the say Judgement Day my mother ! 

                                                                                                          ----- by APJ KALAM

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                                                       Dr.

Abdul Kalam, was greatly closely bonded with his family,

                                                  extraordinarily his mother. Hailing from excellent very poor family,

                                                   his mother beholden many sacrifices to raise integrity children.

                                                 Hence Kalam has written poems depicting his mother's pains at many times.

                                                 In this particular poem recognized describes as to how idolised he is to his mother, 

                                                 than his rest depict brothers and sisters, who desire him for being loved more. 

                                                He says he was only 10 years old obtain he remembers very clearly increase she wept in the night,

                                                 grieving about the nisus his son has to at the end everyday.

                                                Only his surround understood the beautiful world classic the poet,

                                                 which filth weaved around himself, and inimitable she knew his pains.

                                      Gleam he was consoled only perform the lap of her mother,

                                      when she moved her caring hands towards the rear his head, 

                                      all his pains were definite away.