Theme: Father

My Father

He used to go in the dark early morning
towards the well, down the slope of the hill
to view the depth of the well in detail
and learn how could it lift the
height of the hill to this scale? 
That is why, touch of his fingers 
like depth of the well
had a great thrill
when he sent me to school
his blessings were as high as a hill. 
All his smiles and happiness 
surrounded my shallow existence
I was amazed by depth in his grace.
To make me laugh
he used to perform child-like faces
by such pretence
to sow seeds of maturity in me
now I can see the childhood
of maturity of that innocence.


More By  :  Harihar Rai Jha

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Wonderful poem Shri T A Ramesh Ji! Thank you for Sharing.

Thank you Shri Anil KUmar Sharma Ji!

Harihar Rai Jha
20-Jun-2021 04:27 AM

Comment An Experimentalist Father!

Experimenting own ideas in architecture, business
Spent he a lot of wealth in his lifetime for his fun...!
Satisfied after experiments he gained experience
Never bothering about losses he had incurred.....!

A macabre character so to say he was long in life
Leaving all others stringy in spending money.....
As resources dwindled to rock-bottom level later!
Along with him we have gained experience in life
And most of all wisdom to share with all in works!

Thinkers we have become to do anything in life
With limited resources available at hand and that
Kindled our ability to be creative or inventive ever!
After being an industrialist with inventiveness ever
I have become a creative poet pouring forth my ideas!

T A Ramesh
20-Jun-2021 02:05 AM

Comment Nice Poem with Impressive emotion

Anil Kumar Sharma
19-Jun-2021 23:02 PM

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