To My Beloved Daughter

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To My Beloved daughterYou are theFirst of my creationThat breathes lifeIt is because of your loveThat I survivedThrough many a turbulent timeWhen you came Into my world, You gave me A reason to smileI am your father Not your mother Hmm; these gendersAnd with themThese presumed pretendersI did not have A womb to carry youI did not suckle you eitherBut baby, when you look me In the eyesI know so well That you are my childI mock the maker I mock his mould Let the world unfoldI can be the mother and father Be the friend and guide, manifoldIt is not the role, my loveIt is not the mould, my childIt is just the heart That guides From that There can never be Any respiteYour infancy was such a delight I re-lived my childhoodHolding your tiny fingersCarrying you over my shoulderFrom the toddler to the walk I saw it all With palpitations and prideEach little stepYou took in your strideHearing you misspell my name Was such a delightWould let you call me by any nameBecause it was such a pleasureTo hear it in your gurgling voiceTossing you in the air Bathing you, feeding youWas such funYou grew up too fast My little playful monkeyYou outgrew my dreamsYou now have A mind of your ownSo you judgeYou think, you assumeYou doubt, if I am rightHmm, in love, my baby Sadly it is never wrong or rightYou have always Been a gifted childNo matter The clamour of your momI do not even visualize Myself in your credits listThe laurels you win Are truly your ownBaby, whether You win or you loseYou will always Make my heart swell with prideWhenever you stumbleI shall always be misty eyedBecause monkey Deep insideYou will always be my childI cannot walk away From the fires of hellI cannot toss away The poisoned arrows Stuck deep in my chestI cannot even sighBecause your sanctuary Is my hellI brought you And your younger sister Into this worldI cannot walk away Because both of you Are my breaths, my lifeYour mother carried you In her womb For less than a yearGreat suffering for a mother Twice over With you and your little sisterGreater the pains of labourTwice over For you and your little sisterI, your fatherShall nurture you Both with a smile For the rest of my lifeI shall tread This burning path With unflinching resolveI shall bear The shards of my self- esteem Trampled under my feetI shall carry The two of you Over my shouldersYou are not heavyMy babies You are my monkeysTo me, you are The only possessionsOf my dispossessed selfI have no fearI know my strengthNo matter whatMy detractors may clamourThe power of my loveShall stayNo power on this earthCan ever Wedge us away!Shyam

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To My Beloved daughter

You are the First of my creation

That breathes life

It is because of your love

That I survived Through many a turbulent time

When you came Into my world,

You gave me A reason to smile

I am your father Not your mother

Hmm; these genders And with them

These presumed pretenders

I did not have

A womb to carry you

I did not suckle you either But baby, when you look me

In the eyes I know so well

That you are my child

I mock the maker I mock his mould

Let the world unfold I can be the mother and father

Be the friend and guide, manifold

It is not the role, my love

It is not the mould, my child It is just the heart

That guides From that

There can never be

Any respite

Your infancy was such a delight

I re-lived my childhood Holding your tiny fingers

Carrying you over my shoulder From the toddler to the walk

I saw it all

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With palpitations and pride Each little step

You took in your stride Hearing you misspell my name

Was such a delight

Would let you call me by any name

Because it was such a pleasure To hear it in your gurgling voice

Tossing you in the air Bathing you, feeding you

Was such fun

You grew up too fast

My little playful monkey You outgrew my dreams

You now have A mind of your own

So you judge You think, you assume You doubt, if I am right

Hmm, in love, my baby Sadly it is never wrong or right

You have always

Been a gifted child

No matter The clamour of your mom

I do not even visualize Myself in your credits list

The laurels you win Are truly your own

Baby, whether You win or you lose

You will always Make my heart swell with pride

Whenever you stumble I shall always be misty eyed

Because monkey

Deep inside You will always be my child

I cannot walk away

From the fires of hell

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I cannot toss away The poisoned arrows

Stuck deep in my chest I cannot even sigh

Because your sanctuary Is my hell

I brought you And your younger sister

Into this world

I cannot walk away Because both of you

Are my breaths, my life

Your mother carried you

In her womb For less than a year

Great suffering for a mother

Twice over

With you and your little sister Greater the pains of labour

Twice over

For you and your little sister

I, your father Shall nurture you Both with a smile

For the rest of my life

I shall tread

This burning path With unflinching resolve

I shall bear

The shards of my self- esteem

Trampled under my feet

I shall carry The two of you

Over my shoulders

You are not heavy My babies

You are my monkeys

To me, you are

The only possessions Of my dispossessed self

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I have no fear I know my strength

No matter what My detractors may clamour

The power of my love Shall stay

No power on this earth

Can ever Wedge us away!

Shyam