This poem I have written for u Papa in which I have written The Journey of our Relation that has passed n that we're gonna hv😊😚😍😘!!
When I came to this Earth,
I felt a gentle but a bit hard touch,
But by then I didn't realize its worthThese hands were always there,
For me when I dropped,
And when I walked with my feet bareThose hands were raised on my first day,
I had in school with strangers,
Waving me with love n to prayA prayer for me to learn to walk,
To stand again when I drop,
And to learn the right words to talkWhen I grew a little older,
Those hands no longer remained just hands,
But turned into a shoulderA shoulder for me when I cry,
To give me support,
And courage to again tryToday I too share a bond with them,
A bond of a friend n a counsellor,
And make people to realize the worth of that gemThere is a long way to go,
With these hands n shoulder,
The rest I'll write when I myself will knowThese hands n shoulder hv a name rather,
Than just symbol of support n love,
A name similar to God's that's "Father"
(By:- Mukashifa Patrick)A Very Happy Father's Day Papa🤗🤗
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Into The Depths
PoetryIt is when you dive into the depths of the ocean Inside you....!! And encounter the Worlds of different Emotions (Sorrow, Joy, Spirituality, Fun etc....) Find Your INNER WORLD and start Dwelling in it!!