Галагазета | Ode to Father
()Ode to Father()
Zisel`, 14 октября 2018 г., 13:13
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Days went by, I was born, I spent my days and nights,
On your lap of shrine and lights,
Those days I was innocent, always were you, 

I turned an adolescent, one day were you,
I went to kindergarten, school and college all by your support and strength.

Later, I came here back to the place you were born, You were to be my dad, up it is sworn,
I came for college and gave you missed calls, You called me up and laughed the talk all.

You then decided coming one day, To meet your mom, sisters, brothers and me. Strangely, your wife were to be here, All united at your place, that time to be again, 

Is impossible as with whom my soul lies, called upon the angel , the angel of reality; That very reality, inescapable,
Things, Talks, Times we weren't able,

All the years seemed two days with you at the hospital 
Where you took your last breath,
The breath whose smell is musk, there at the heaven, 
Where InshaAllah we meet,

Your illness was an excuse, You were fine was another,
Whatever happened, happened with His will, 
I know you are fine there, and I'm here too... 

I pray for your forgiveness and me and you
One day will meet each other and the One Who Gave us the religion and life we owe...



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