Theme: Love

My Loving Father

by Alok Srivastava
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I was a spoilt brat,
But you never gave up.
You lovingly repaired my broken spirit,
How can I forget that.
I’ve never seen a saint like you,
No one can be so loving as you,
You’ve borne the heart rendering ailments,
I know, Who can keep the patience like you.
I was a child who was vinewed,
Thought shallow and behaviour crude.
That was I? I amaze.
It’ll be less, no matter how much I praise.
A father, rather more than that,
Love infinite within, which is abstract.
Knowing all facts you set me free,
And made my path to move deoppilate. A
heart so vitreous, A man so vivacious,
A person “PRATAP” name personified,
The values you taught me are really precious.

25-Oct-2010

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