I am a root …a root whose burdening tree …regards him not …talk less of its branches When my pate aches from their carriage …but I still search the land …to fetch water and food …for their flourishing II I am like a follower …that follower who is seen as shadow …in my hard work […]
In this trying times Where sanity fails to rhyme You drink bitter lime And follow painful chymes You do all Special fathers II Many are those who take to their heels Whenever their broken seeds appear Most always developing wheels Whenever their egos are bruised With thoughts of different seeds III You need to be […]
As flowery words, good feelings entice From great fathers who for fatherhood, have paid their price Never think to call for anything nice You irresponsibles, who never bought rice Talking to wild donors to be precise II Bow in shame You have no rights You tricked a dame And skipped all hard nights The she […]
(This is a poem specially dedicated to all great fathers. Happy Fathers’ Day to all those trying so hard to pay tgeir dues and to tend to their children. May God/Allah bless you all) A fertile farm Needs a great farmer Who will carefully choose its seed Meticulously prepare his land In weeding Tilling Up […]
My father did not just breed He begat completely besotted with us Knowing we are his seeds And are parts of his being and must be treated thus My father knows no mistrust Our words are his bond Our only whips of words stemming from his being just Holding our hands through storms to […]
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