At times
The moments spent alone
To understand our loved ones
Far outnumber
The moments spent together
With our loved ones.
At times
The walls erected around us
Of brick and mortar
Are far easier to scale
Than
The ones we erect against
Our own flesh and blood.
Fathers are
Not to chide
Or to restrain
Sometimes,
They are there
Just so
We don’t fall apart.
They say
It’s a small world
Daddy
You went
And the distances became
Unfathomable...
The moments spent alone
To understand our loved ones
Far outnumber
The moments spent together
With our loved ones.
At times
The walls erected around us
Of brick and mortar
Are far easier to scale
Than
The ones we erect against
Our own flesh and blood.
Fathers are
Not to chide
Or to restrain
Sometimes,
They are there
Just so
We don’t fall apart.
They say
It’s a small world
Daddy
You went
And the distances became
Unfathomable...
9 comments:
I like your new page! The poem is excellent and the pics really mean a 1,000 words. Hope you are feeling better. God Bless.
its a great poem.
Harpreet.
mampi, fotos given here has taken me in the memory lane back with ur daddy, to whom no one can forget-who met him once even;
not to speak of me who had life-ties with him.
though God had something else in His store, which we all have accepted with folded hands.
Remembering ur daddy through ur poetic way is very appreciable .
May God bless ur thoughts with more powar to pen them down.
AMEN
YAAD USNU KARIDAI JO KADE BHULLIA HOVE.
UR DADDY IS ALWAYS REMEMBERED BY ALL OF US - IN MANY WAYS AND MEANS.
UR POETIC MEANS OF TRIBUTE IS HIGHLY APPRECIABLE.
GOD BLESS UR PEN WITH DEEP FEELINGS.
Thanks to all of you. This poem means a lot more than words to me. But mama ur comments are worth a thousand poems.
Sukh, I know u can empathise with me and can understand it.
Harpreet, Though we live so near, yet I dint know u had checked my blog. Thanks for ur comments
the poem you have wrote is grate and touching. your deep thoughts have touched me. i also have never forgotten him. he had such a good personalety. never get upset he is always around you. he has left wonderfull memories.god bless you.
by sukhwinder aujla
"The greatest gift I ever had
Came from God, and I call him Dad!"
I really liked ur poem n it's inspiring. I really loved the way u've given it as a tribute to him and it reminds me of my Papa whom i love the most in this whole world. It feels great hearing about fathers. Keep up ur best work. Love u
Meenu
Fragrances is so true every person has a particular aura fragrace. Whenever we think of that person we smell then even in their absence. Auntie article is amazing seems like you are getting the contaminated with Pannu blood...this is soo much like our family to bug people My Dad even thou a popular person socially was well known for sarcastic comments...you are completely one of us now...lol.
Taran Grewal.
Am really sorry about your dad Ma'am. But I loved the poem here-it expresses your love for him in such a touching way! I had tears in my eyes.. I am reading your blog slowly and gradually...you were right. Your blog is actually a bit of your own personality.
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