Mother, Madre, Mère, Mutter, Mãe, Μητέρα, Mama, Mor, майка, Moeder, 母亲, мат,Ibu,Ummi,.أمي. Anne ღツ



Your Mother carried you inside of her womb for nine whole months, she felt sick for months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell and her skin stretch and tear. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and even a simple task like putting her shoes on was a huge struggle for her. She suffered many sleepless nights while you kicked and squirmed inside of her and while you demanded that she scoffed junk at 3am, she then went through excruciating pain to bring you into this world. She became your nurse, your chef, your maid, your chauffeur, your biggest fan, your teacher, your agony aunt and your best friend. She’s struggled for you, cried over you, fought for you, put herself second for you, hoped the best for you and has driven herself insane with worry for you but never has she asked for anything in return because she loves you and did it all on love alone! Most of us take our Mums for granted but there are people who have lost or have never even seen theirs. If you have a loving Mother who did all of this for you, you are very lucky, never devalue her worth because one day, you’ll wish you hadn’t!


Annen, dokuz ay boyunca seni karnında taşıdı. Mide bulantısı çekti ve sürekli kendini hasta hissetti. Ayakları şişti, vücudu ödem yaptı, derisi gerildi. Sen karnındayken en basit işlere bile nefesi yetmez haldeydi.Çünkü nefesini seninle paylaşıyordu.Mesela merdiven çıkmak için çok çaba sarfetti. Ayakkabılarını bağlamak gibi basit bir iş için bile çabalamak zorundaydı. Sen onu tekmelerken ve içinde kıvrılırken, O çok geceyi uykusuz ve ağrılı geçirdi. Doğumun ise tarifi imkansız bir acı çekmesine yol açtı. Sana sahip olmaktan başka hiç bir amaç için bu acıya değmezdi. O senin dadın, hizmetçin, hammalın, öğretmenin, şoförün, aşçın, temizlikçin, hastabakıcın, en büyük hayranın, en sadık dostun, en yakın arkadaşın.Seni hissettiği andan beri sadece senin için yaşadı ve kendini ikinci plana attı. Sen yedikçe doydu, sen uyudukça dinlendi.Senin için savaştı, savaşıyor, ve hep savaşacak. Senin için umut etti, sana dair hayaller kurdu, senin adına üzüldü, sevindi, kızdı… ve bunların hepsini karşılıksız yaptı. Çevrende annesini kaybetmiş, hatta hiç görememiş insanlar var. Bu birgün senin de başına gelecek.O’na teşekkür etmek için yeterli zamanı bulamayabilirsin. Lütfen her fırsatta O’na kendini değerli hissettir, bunu hala yapabildiğin için de kendini şanslı hisset !


66 Yanıt “Mother, Madre, Mère, Mutter, Mãe, Μητέρα, Mama, Mor, майка, Moeder, 母亲, мат,Ibu,Ummi,.أمي. Anne ღツ”

  1. Reblogged this on Ace Friends News 2014 and commented:
    #AceFriendsNews – Beautiful really Beautiful 🙂

  2. Syamsinur Nur Says:

    Reblogged this on Indahnya Berbagi and commented:
    Masha Allah & JazakAllah Khayr janam sis ❤ :*

  3. Süleyman Polat Says:

    Efendimiz Allah Rasülü Hz. Muhammed Mustafa (S.A.V) Buyurdularki: ” CENNET ANNELERİN AYAKLARI ALTINDADIR”

    Annemin en güzel yeriydi ayaklarının altı, annemi kaybettim, yani cennetimi kaybettim. Vefat etmiş tüm annelerin ruhları şad, mekanları cennet olsun.

    bunu yayınlayan ve okuyanlara da, Allah’ın selamı üzerinize olsun diyorum

    • Ve aleykum selam Hocam,

      Annenize, Allah rahmet eylesin, mekanı cennet olsun…Ne mutlu O Anneye ki sizin gibi bir evlat yetiştirmiş !

      Allah size ve evlatlarınıza hayırlı uzun ömür versin, imandan ayırmasın ! 🙂

  4. Paradise is under the feet of mothers

  5. kabirgandhiok Says:

    Very very well said, so true.

  6. Thank you Semra. Mothers are just very special!

  7. Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here and commented:
    Please meet my dear friend
    I love her blog and look forward to each post. Her words and videos reinforce what’s in my heart, the world,is blessed with good. Religion or where we live doesn’t make a person do harm. I read great post everyday with a different view from my own, this difference opens up communication . People do not have to agree to respect each othe, the key is respect. I hope you will visit her site for other mind, eye, heart opening,post.

    • Peace be upon you dear sister Melinda,

      What can I say now my words are not enough… ahh Thank you so much for all your wonderful words and your very sweet friendly feelings !! I really can’t comment about your so lovely words and fine compliments !!ahh just your deep effective compliments made the tears pouring down……..

      You always in my prayers !! May Allah swt give you courage and strength to recover from illness…Ya Shafi !

      All the best , your sister Semra xoxo ❤

      • My sister Semra
        Your words have touched my heart since the first visit. I have enjoyed the videos and expanding my knowledge of artist unknown to me. You have graciously answered every question I asked to learn more about Islamic beliefs. You are a very powerful woman, speak your mind from the heart. You are beautiful in heart and mind.

        This video brought tears to my eyes. I had a birth mother, not a loving mother. I felt to alone and unloved as a child, a feeling no child can bear alone. My mind so battered there weren’t dreams of having a mother, only of living. Not dining at her and or mine. Watching the end of the video, hearing her pain, her reality hit me like a brick. I pray mother’s will hug their children tighter, tell one more bedtime story. Like the beginning of the video, mother’s can be so amazing.

        Like you my friend. Hugs to you. Sending blessing to you and family.

        May Allah and God bless us both and the people we love.


      • Dear sis, I’m very sorry to hear that about you but Indeed, Allah is with the patient.!! And Allah Says in the Holy Quran;

        Know that the life of this world is but amusement and diversion and adornment and boasting to one another and competition in increase of wealth and children – like the example of a rain whose [resulting] plant growth pleases the tillers; then it dries and you see it turned yellow; then it becomes [scattered] debris. And in the Hereafter is severe punishment and forgiveness from Allah and approval. And what is the worldly life except the enjoyment of delusion…..Surat Al-Hadid [57:20]

        O mankind, fear your Lord and fear a Day when no father will avail his son, nor will a son avail his father at all. Indeed, the promise of Allah is truth, so let not the worldly life delude you and be not deceived about Allah by the Deceiver…Surat Luqman [31:33]

        The Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him said “This world is a prison for the believer and a Jannah for the disbeliever”. The disbeliever is not held back from anything and the believer fears His Lord and fears the consequence. The believer is restricted by the Qu’ran and Sunnah. The disbeliever acts like an animal and does as he wishes.

        Absorption in worldly affairs breeds darkness in the heart, absorption in the affairs of the next world kindles light in the heart(Uthman RA)

        This world is a passing dream which the sleeper is convinced is real, until unexpectedly the dawn of death frees him from this fantasy. ~Rumi

        “The world looks stagnant yet it is moving; it looks promising yet it is deceiving.” – Imam al-Ghazali (RA)

        May ALLAH give you the Mind of Hawa,Purity of Maryam,Faith and memory of Asiya,… Love of Khadija,Knowldge and patience of A’isha,Emaan (belief) of Fatima, Radiallah’anha & grant you the favor to be with them in Jannah….Ameen ya Rabb ! ❤ ❤

  8. Bonjour SEMRA
    je n’ai pas grand chose à t’offrir
    mais je te fais un sourire
    je n’ai pas toujours les mots qu’il faut
    mais j’aimerais qu’ils soient beaux
    je ne suis pas toujours là
    mais je ne t’ oublie pas
    je suis bien loin de toi
    mais tu es en moi
    Notre amitié n’est que virtuelle
    mais je la trouve si belle
    Gros bisous bof j’ai besoin de repos


  9. nero kein Says:

    Obviously it’s not my fault that she had me after nine months.

    • It is He who forms you in the wombs however He wills. There is no deity except Him, the Exalted in Might, the Wise…Surat ‘Ali `Imran [3:6]

      Indeed, we offered the Trust to the heavens and the earth and the mountains, and they declined to bear it and feared it; but man [undertook to] bear it. Indeed, he was unjust and ignorant…Surat Al-‘Ahzab [33:72]

      Thank you 🙂

    • I am a Muslim and I respect you ! If you do not believe Religion & İslam or in the Quran, it is your problem.

      may ALLAH swt show you the right path !! 🙂

  10. mother is literally god in human form and your post brings it out with rare beauty , which is what (your name) semra means in turkish , and befittingly so…best wishes…Raj .

  11. unclerave Says:

    Reblogged this on Unclerave's Wordy Weblog and commented:
    ‘Tis always the season . . . to remember your mother!

  12. All my very best wishes to you. ♥ ❤

    Happy holidays dear Semra !. Aquileana 😀

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  14. Sister, the pangs and the pains which mother undergoes are vivdly described in your write up. She is the embodiment of love and we ought not forget that we are here ion this planet due to her.

    Outstandingly articulated with upsurge of emotions in plenty.

    Pround regards

  15. very true my friend ❤

  16. I am one who lost my mother to cancer when i was 10. I always wished I had the chance to know her better. Thank you for this beautiful post. I think she would have liked it very much.

    • Indeed we belong to Allah , and indeed to Him we will return.

      May Allah swt in his infinite mercy forgive her sins, grant her a place in Jannah and watch over you and your loved ones in this hour of need… ❤

  17. Ancient Tombs of Banan

    Four very light pebbles attached
    to flung-sprung rubber band found
    between new laid bricks, retrieved
    by mound-viewing haze-gazer reminds
    him of the day he gave up that for this.

    Tall seeded grasses wave as a group
    passes and a small bee buzzes with
    interest. The man with no plan sees rice
    on the land, chattel by cart, its grain
    raked onto black plastic on the road.

    Some is still standing, Van Gogh’s yellow
    landing between green and smoldering
    fields. Ggachis fly by, bales are stacked
    high, a rooster lets loose surrounded by
    mountains’ shapes feathered in as if Ross

    took his two-incher and stroked Payne’s
    gray in a jagged horizontal line between
    white grading to blue atop, and the
    harvester’s fog below. Set free again, he
    sits looking at ancient burial homes

    so rounded and soft, kept mown, who
    knows how, in pairs that excite the
    dream of the lonely tractor driver
    who precisely gathers the rows. He
    leaves tracks for spring’s women to sew.

    Here comes a guard atop Folk Museum
    to punch his post. He doesn’t look hard
    or he’d see the forbidden beer that
    mimics the color of one more field’s
    cloud that floats by but still notices tears.

  18. Hook-Billed Albatross

    She stakes her dreams to the field’s love-shielding
    grass at the end of her perforated rainbow. He takes his
    turn ensured that she loves him by her food shopping,
    house cleaning, love making. The hawk’s nest resists
    the wind, remains aloft, agape for eggs and hatchlings,
    fertile reminders that measuring time, even if only once per
    season, does not slow it down; that migrating King Mackerel
    offer themselves in massive schools to even amateur anglers,
    as buffaloes had before sported to death. Six-toed cats and trans-
    continental reunions emit their cosmic hum. Games and big news
    keep connections alive. New friends meet old in a town you
    haven’t lived in for twenty-eight years. Opposite colors, orange
    blue collide, retract, expand over oysters, not slimy to hide pearls,
    but slippery to replicate the activities they supposedly support.
    Then a bull gator walks out of Lake Alice, scares drunk frat boys
    and walks back in without incident. Our corresponding spouses
    see the joy, join in the stories, though they are older. Beer
    loosens the social bra straps, allowing a free flow of ideas to
    sprout forth. Ibis flock issues screams from Payne’s Prairie, let’s
    face it, this prairie is a swamp, Audubon’s swamp, thus stinky.

  19. araanz50 Says:

    Feliz 2015!

  20. I’d do pretty much anything to have my mother back again. She was all those things you describe and more. I try to be as good a Mom. to my kids as she was to me but often feel I don’t measure up. She made this motherhood thing look so easy but it is a lot of hard work. The payoff is that I love my children with all my heart and soul even through the rough patches.

    Thank you for writing this beautiful post!

  21. What a tremendous blessing! The poem is rich with feeling, and the video is so powerful. Wonderful!

  22. “All is One” …this beautiful post fills me with awe Semra …and the response and videos from others too is pulsating with the power of love …blessings xx

  23. Happy New Year ! 🙂


  24. A lovely ode to mothers everywhere. Thank you for sharing.

  25. Beautiful article.The angels are so bussy God created mothers to take care of us.Jalal

  26. Mütter sind die besten !!!
    Ein schöner Bericht Semra, toll.
    Liebe Grüsse Ernst

  27. vallance22 Says:

    Wonderful, my friend! Merveilleux sentiment, mon amie !

  28. vallance22 Says:

    Reblogged this on Linear B, Knossos & Mycenae.

  29. Very meaningful and moving post.

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