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We Never Knew

We never knew of tomorrow's fate
As response has come very late
Yet we have met and submerged
Under the water to be purged

I saw it often in your eyes
Couldn't control despite earnest tries
There was commitment and no lies
The fancy did the job and in fact flies

Why was I so desperate for strong union?
What all I had tried for best companion?
Neither I tried to know nor found an answer
But surely there remained rainy shower

It reminded me of cold feeling
That had remained of its own and willing
It lacked warmth and longed for some company
Even though door was knocked previously by so many

Sometimes wind came from east
Sometimes it made me to sink from west
But it was in fact of you that made me struck
As if beautiful flower needed gentle pluck

I believe in nature's invitation
Early morning reminds me upon its inhalation
Fresh air must replace inner dirt
Life too must fill in with craftsman's art

The fragrance from no where made me insane
I found you in thick forest through window pane
You were there waiting for me to come
I rushed in without wait for welcome

Oh God what an intense love with expression!
Not a word for reunion and confession
It was for joy and melting emotions
To become one with full notions

I don't want to suffer anymore
I surrendered in earnest therefore
She may be now with me forever
I shall venture on ship with her

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Act with resentment

I cried to my full strength and wept
It surfaces as night mare as I sobbed and kept
All emotions under check and tried to regain
What had happened for causing enormous pain?

As it happens in normal cases
Love needs no trial or mad chase
It comes with the age and in fact wanted
But time is essence and certainly granted

I look back and gather the impression
Was it mere attachment or obsession?
I thought about the combination of two
Enough to draw me in game too

Even though I was inclined for such contact
I was never willing to go in for passionate act
I had little sense of belonging with self respect
Something really bothered me when time came to react

It was my first date and really consented
I never knew it may be called black day and later on resented
It was going to be treacherous and disturbing
As it drew me near for unholy acts which actually needed some curbing

I was studying and hardly had seen out side world
I was lukewarm in response and remained cold
It was just puzzle for me to really opt so early
But that moment came in for surprise readily

I was not made of hard substance or emotions free
As any passers by may be attracted by fruits on tree
He may try to pick all those ripened fruits if afforded
Only needed some best efforts with message of kind worded

I fell for prey and surrendered without giving much thought
He pounced upon me and battle was lost without battle being fought
It was to leave deep scar on my mind later on
I was completely drained out, remained sullen and frown

As I confessed earlier, I did not know what the love looked like
It gave me no danger warning and in fact did not strike
I was to be lured in lust on the name of love and attachment
That was to remembered in whole life as bad act with resentment

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Midst of Crowd

I found her in midst of crowd
She was about to raise her voice loud
She was asking for help to come
I rushed to her to welcome

She was my dream girl for years
I was desperate for her voice to hear
I rushed toward and reached near
She was about to yell with fear

She was afraid and looked apparent
I was in no mood to comment
I got hold of her and took out from rush
She failed to follow as faced with crowd’s push

I find her exactly the same
I did not ask her name
“Esther is my name” invaded gentle smile
I was lost in memory meanwhile

I found her very much pleasing
Not a single unpleasant word or teasing
So far I had gone for chasing
She was right before me and facing

I know and can read many things
But it lacks specials mention with something
I stared at her asked for permission to live
Her eyes remained wide and refused to believe

Today I look back and memorize
The sun looks beautiful in early morning rise
I am told one must act wise
Not to take steps in haste and summarize

I have before me a reality and future
I am confident and very sure
I don’t know how far it will take
But destiny will surely wait it to make

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hello Uncle

'Hi and hello uncle! Do you remember me? '
I turned back to see a face smiling one and lovely
'No dear friend' I apologetically surrendered
So as not to look useless and wondered

'Chand'* is my name and do you recollect?
You were kind enough to take care and act
Today I own a farm house and live with family
Happy one and blessed of two children by almighty

The past moments rushed on the screen
Oh yes, beautiful face was almost seen
Early morning cry from a garbage heaps
Where he was abandoned with nothing in lips

I used to go for stroll with spaces very fast
The distant cry was heard along with dog's bark
I rushed to the spot and found lovely child
His eyes were closed after pronged cry but nevertheless not blind

I called for help but turned with no response
It was isolated place and invited bad fragrance
The child was wrapped in dirty cloth
Moving legs and raising hands both

I thought for a while and picked up the boy
Even though I had full family but it did annoy
I cursed the mother who had deserted child
Yet I was sympathetic and now turned mild

I thought for several days and made frantic search
I failed in all the attempts but could not reach
My faith forbade me to rear child of unknown descent
I decided to give him to a childless friend and sent

I felt relieved when found that he was nursed properly
Coming up with age and raised very orderly
Many years passed there after and I lost the touch
I wondered how boy could remember me with long absence as such

I was fed with about your generosity by my foster parent
Showed your photo and reminded me of chance as heavenly sent
I could recognize you and rushed for the blessing
'Can I touch your feet' as for all these year I was chasing

I remained motionless for several moments
How a boy remembered me for such nice comment?
Was that not the humanity call I responded with?
Few tear drops rushing in eyes as tongue remained tight behind teeth

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Should Know

Why I should know you?
My love is reality and in fact true
I want you only and no one else
Talk in earnest with you face to face

I will not hesitate
For everything to relate
And clearly do so to narrate
With all that I have to state

I come to you and hang on
To please and sing on
With all that praises and talk
When we pleasantly roam around and walk

I pick all that you whisper
Even though you are not quite near
Enjoy the company without any fear
Listen to the intimate signals in the ears

You are day dreaming
Your eyes are beaming
Clearly looking at and inviting
For al that love and passion igniting

Life is hardest game
Where we pass no blame
Enjoy it to full extent and share
Where I think no one prefers to dare

Bond is in fact real union
Enjoyed truly by companion
No one cares about its originality
As love itself is super and best quality

You also know that I hate to loose
In fact it does not matter what you choose
I surely play real one and surprise you
As it is the only one to take you through

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am your Flower

a beautiful flower waved in the wind
bent with the breeze.
you came along, and, noticed it.
stooping down to kneel in the dirt,
you examined its petals
felt its delicate leaves.
you picked the flower,
broke its roots,
and placed its unchained stem into your clasped hand.

you carried the flower with you
showed it to friends, acquaintances,
made everyone take notice
of the beauty you found.
and strangely enough,
this flower did not wilt,
but remained strongly vibrant
in its glass of water
as you carefully attended to it.

yet as the year continued,
you worried and wondered
if maybe your choosing of this flower hurt it.
was it meant to be connected with the earth?
should you have stood and turned away
without choosing this flower
and picking it up for your own?
was your breaking of the stem a mistake?
should you have left it?

these questions filled your mind.
yet your flower remained vibrant and strong
in her glass of water.
confined, no, now free.
and freedom brings its own nourishment.
nourishment that cannot be found
attached to the ground.
you chose the flower above the rest,
and picked her to be yours.

will you keep me?
you have freed me.
my glass of water is refreshing.
your hand clasping my stem is enough
for me to stay and choose you
above the sun, more than the soil,
i cannot wilt if you take care of me as you have.
for a broken stem and a chosen flower
cannot be returned.

i must be kept or left to die.

poem by Lors Dilouley
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Luck And Labour Mate

Early or late
You will get
At any rate
What's in fate
So, don't desperate
Fate is made
With fingers ten
As sound behest
Of earnest rain
Luck and Labour mate

poem by Bhoj Pal Singh
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Breeze On Face

I tried to catch blowing wind
Only to find wetness of some kind
Some helplessness stage to feel internally
Some of the worry lines running externally

It is stage of anxiety with uncertainty
Some of the mysterious stages put by almighty
More we try to solve and think
Deeper we slide in and sink

I feel touch of cool breeze on the face
But she is no where near with any of the trace
I feel she is some where around
Nature to deceive me on the beautiful ground

Fragrance is spreading across the layer
I am the only one in vicinity as player
I think of her and sink in the deep thoughts
With nothing new in mind to be brought

God has done this only as right thing
Even cruel animal can be controlled in the ring
Human being has always remained love hungry
In absence of it life becomes dull and solitary

Dreams to some extent come to the rescue
You float with lots of happiness with over views
You feel and see the self as mightier man of the universe
Only to be let down in morning with tease or curse

It is not at all failure but separation
That makes you suspicious of relation
You want her to be adored in your arm
Seek the love and feel the immense charm

It is simple way of expression
Sometimes to suffer under the aegis of obsession
Ups and down take pulse away from controlled rhythm
To seek the company without wasting a moment or time

Never miss a nature even if it is man made
It is closeness of bond and not a trade
You may be puzzled but not written off
Love is knocking the door to make you laugh

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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An endless nights

Is it uncommon to think endlessly in nights?
I am unsure of what is wrong or right
I was I search of something and it was not seen
I tried desperately to look around as if was so much keen

I couldn’t sleep for many nights as thoughts kept on invading
The moon was overshadowed and had effect of cascading
The memory was getting full and some times fading
I had failed to grasp but kept on analyzing and reading

It was clear case of desertion
I was out from her list and posed a very big question
It might be remaining the same state of affairs with others
It was nevertheless peculiar condition and continued to bother

I tried to comprise on each and everything
We had happy married life and lacked nothing
The time was passing very easily and proving no night mare
It was heaven on earth and I preferred not to go anywhere

What was going on in wife’s mind remained complete mystery?
She was not at all pulling on well and I was feeling scary
This used to hurt me from within as I doubted descendant of gloom
She was having something in mind when I observed her minutely in room

One fine morning I found no trace of her as she was gone
I couldn’t read her note as it had devastating effect of cyclone
I couldn’t control the feelings and tears just rushed
She had bade farewell once for all and I was simply pushed

I was completely shattered and saw helplessly at the sky
I had no reason to feel frustrated but then also asked why
I surrendered to her wishes and gave fair trial
She never accepted me as her man and remained adamant on denial

It was complete breach of trust entered with holy deal
Everything was to be built in trust to look real
It is essential that married life must move on smoothly
There should be left no room to address it and must be spent nicely

She may have some reservation ion her mind
I tried all the way to analyze but couldn’t find
Even though I had remained throughout gentleman and kind
She had different views and found it as unfavorable wind

I was at pain to learn the things at this stage
It may prove very difficult to manage
Why such things should emerge at later age
Will it not be written as sad even on page?

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Im Still Waiting

(deke richards)
I remember when
I was five and you were ten, boy
You knew that I was shy
So you teased and made me cry
But I loved you
Then one day you came
You told me you were leaving
You gave your folks the blame
And made me cry again
When you said
Little girl
Please dont wait for me
Wait patiently for love
Someday will surely come
Ooh, little girl
Please dont wait for me
Wait patiently for love
Someday will surely come
And Im still waiting
Im waiting
Ooh, still waiting
Im just a fool
Ooh, Im a fool
To keep waiting
Then someone finally came
He told me that he loved me
I put him off with lies
He could see I had no eyes
So he left me once again alone
Like a child without her playmate
I had to face the truth
I was still in love with you
But you said:
Little girl
Please dont wait for me
Wait patiently for love
Someday will surely come
Ooh, little girl
Please dont wait for me
Wait patiently for love
Someday will surely come
And Im still waiting
Love has never shown his face
Since the day you walked out that door
You filled my life with empty space
Come back
Cant you see its you Im waiting for
Dont you know Im waiting
Im waiting for love
For you, I miss you
Im waiting
Come on back, boy
I need you
I want you
Thats what my friends says

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Too Happy to Fit a Bitterness into My Schedule

Never once,
Did I suggest, hint or insinuate...
Your way of life and outlook,
Was a prefabrication.
You knew my beliefs were different.
And we did not let that become between us,
As friends.

But of late,
You have become more irate.
And you seem to be annoyed,
I am not expressing disappointment...
That you are struggling,
To keep your head above water.

When I faced obstacles on my chosen path.
You laughed.
Expressing no empathy at all.
In fact,
You and your 'friends'...
Would wine and dine,
And socialize without end.
If fact,
You had more time with them to spend.

You then would ignore my calls,
When I needed your company...
As a friend to another.
To say something to me,
In the support of keeping me from not feeling...
Completely lonely.
And this is what you said...
'You made that bed,
Now lay in it by yourself.'

Well...
You made that bed,
Now lay in it by yourself.
You should be comfortable with those words.
But then,
To them I would add...
~Where are those 'friends'?
The ones you chose over me? ~

Am I harborng a bit of bitterness?
No.
Just stating to you what I know to be true.
I'm too happy to fit a bitterness into my schedule.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Divine motherhood

I had no answer for her seeking motherhood
The storm was expected as it was likelihood
The desire was so intense that it almost made me to sink
I sat motionless and eyes remained static without any blink

It is blessing from God to attain body perfection
It can be had only after rendering some satisfaction
Why does this question arise when there is sudden urge or indication?
Why does woman demand after feeling so much suffocation?

It is not easy to feel pulse of psychological mind
You may go for easy way out or try to find
The real crux of problem to have some escape
Try to think fresh and give it a complete reshape

Is it strong feeling to come and take shape of little child?
Why does she agree for total forgiveness and go very mild?
Is it divinity call to be responded by her with greater responsibility?
Is it not the genius call emerging from within to be followed with ability?

I read between lines the strong urge and decided to act
It was no game of love or hate but simple act to react
Why was that intense feeling for bearing a soul in womb?
Why initially I thought it like explosives used in bomb?

She had her own reasons to express true form
She was attached to earth loved creation like earthworm
It was in fact her womb that longed for some lively space
There was nothing new in her mental agony like mad race

She was expected to think on general lines of all mothers
She had followed family patters consisting of sisters and brothers
I bowed my head in respect to her wishful thinking
It saved me from negative thought and sinking too

What did she whisper in my ears when I was too close?
“I want junior man in my lap with same pose”
What an ideal thinking when she was really in turmoil?
Heart and mind at daily clash with mind ready to boil

“I feel jealous for being your close friend”
“I see in it as new beginning and not the end
Let stars and moon shine in their own sphere!
Why we should not acclaim our feat without any fear?

I couldn’t believe my eyes but saw the bright shine
She was perfect model with eyes so beautiful and fine
I was to deliver her happiness for divinity call
It was just to take me to sky without further fall

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sad Flower

I was walking through a flower garden
and this beautiful flower laid over looking so sad.
It drew me closer i just had to know why?
As bent over and put the flower in my hand
my eyes got rushed with this intense light!
Then i could see with pure delight
what made the flower so sad.
A lady name rush was there before me
and held the flower in her hand
and give a kiss and told the flower i love
you.
Then she was gone
with a mighty rush of wind
for the beautiful flower has been dethrone

poem by Randy Hogan
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Go-Alone

One has to travel it alone
It is like surviving onslaught of cyclone
The life has made you for what you wanted to be
Resolute in mind, independent and totally free

You can decide the destiny
Having trust and faith in almighty
Certain things you may or have not
The desperate bid has to be made and force the way out

The relation built here are on temporary basis
There are no set views based on any thesis
It is one’s own mind that has to be read
Catch the path and go forward to lead

One may lead the life in isolation
As he may not find time to build the relation
The lovely companion in life is matter of luck
The ship always remains ground and struck

You have tried many times but failed
The chances were there but not availed
Something struck to your mind and it flopped
You were not encouraged and all the time stopped

You missed the bus as it was full
You made attempt were not successful
You could get in to occupy the place
But you had no resolve to find out and chase

You waited for someone to enter life
To walk hand in hand and to be called wife
It remained a dream and time passed away
You just waited for and gave the way

It will always be good to have someone
To look after in bad time and have fun
life is not merely probing ground to make run
but make it beautiful and worthwhile in turn

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Window

I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me
It was a filthy pane of glass
I couldn't get a clear view
As he went on and on
It wasn't the outside world I could see
Just the filthy pane that I was looking through
So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me
I was never focused on just one thing
My eyes got fixed when my mind got soft
It may looked like I'm concentrated on a very clear view
But I'm as good as asleep
I bet you didn't know
It takes a lot of it away if you do
So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me
So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me
Because the fact in fact
Whatevers in front of me is covering my view
So I can't see what I'm seeing in fact
I only see what I'm looking through
I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say
So again I've done the right thing
I was never worried about that
The answer's always been in clear view
But even when the window's clean
I still can't see for the fact
That when it's clean it's so clear
I cant tell what I'm looking through
So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him or her or me
I had to break the window
It just had to be it was in my way
Better that I break the window
Then forget what I had to say
I had to break the window
It was in my way
Better that I break a window
Then forget what I had to say
Or miss what I should see
Or breaking him or her or me

song performed by by Fiona Apple
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A closed eyes

I closed eyes passionately
Your response had come very lately
It was longed from the day one
I dreamed of you only and none

You were avoiding the scene
Your commitment was not at all seen
You lacked some courage and strength
I was on correct wave length

You sprang surprise all of sudden
You bore nice smile from face sullen
It was major upset turning into embarrassment
You were all out for suspicious movement

It was clear dig at me
You made it look completely free
I waited eagerly for all these days
You deliberately stayed far and long away

It was definitely change in your style
I was amused and wondered for a while
You gently moved and tightly embraced
Such dilemma I had never faced

It offered me unique joy and happiness
It was pleasant surprise to remove loneliness
What to say more about it or less?
I was prepared to accept it in any case

I remained quiet and silent
It was pride and happy moment
He had seen the point and realized
I surrendered without things to be analyzed

I was full of confidence and it was matter of joy
I didn’ t want to waste and completely enjoy
It comes once a while in life to illuminate
You feel equal to fall in line and peacefully narrate

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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All restless days

All restless days to count on in mind
No more wait or anxiety to find
Still it was there for me to slow down
For me alone to bear and wait on

The was rising daily with bright sun shine
Burning my skin in mid day for a while
Where was the shed I was searching for?
I was pacing with steps to the door

I have loved him from long days
I had not made it known but strived in many ways
What a joy I was finding in his daily rise?
Giving me all hopes with full of, promises

It with difference and wide angle
I wanted it to be proved as triangle
With arrival of his sign in my belly
To witness greenery in natural valley

I never desired for hot or warmth closeness
I did not venture for it or tied to trace
I knew it was well desired and expected phase
Still it was not to be had at ease

I wanted it to be a welcome acceptance
Long wait with meaningful substance
To be merged with soul at early stage or at once
I dared not to give it name of romance

I am not at all at cross road
Neither is it unbearable load
Nor an uninvited odd
It is after all blessings from the God

Will it rain in coming days?
Will it bring shower all the ways?
Will it end crunch much to the relief?
I will long for it with strong belief

It may prove in turning
All happiness and joy returning
Happy days again and end of long wait
All attributed to luck and fate

Was I right in hiding the sun?
Had it not made me to wait and run?
Well shadow may desert the body
I had still waited for somebody

I knew fully well that it will quench my thrust
As I had thrown whole wait and had complete trust
These are all needed in such trivial matter and is must
There were many other factors too to offer boost

I was well prepared for rejection
But tried hard without any inaction
I waited passionately even for good bye
But left no stone unturned with full try

The days are nearing to end day dreaming
Sun is getting hot and directly beaming
I shall have warmth and can plan its bath
There lays ahead a beautiful and lovely path

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Rain On The Window

(hicks / clarke / nash)
When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
Reminds of her
When I hear pitter-patter the rain on the window
It was raining hard
The trees looked bare the night I met her
She was wet her hands were cold
The wind blew through her hair
Though Id known her quite a long time
We were just good friends
So it didnt seem so strange
Inviting her back home
We sat by the fire
The flames brought out something in her
Melting all the cold
Projecting warmth I never knew
As the rain beat on my window
Did she understand
That in the glow of dying embers
Everything was planned
Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
Pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter pitter-patter
We made love later on that night
While the rain beat on my window
I cant forget the things that happened
While the rain beat down on my window
Next time I saw her
I knew she didnt want to know me
If I disappointed her
I think she should have told me
Cant she understand
I only tried to be a man
She made me feel so ashamed
Of everything I am
When I hear pitter-patter
The rain on the window
Reminds of her

song performed by by Hollies
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A love for papa

Do you know papa?
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness in life,
Not looked so beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life was not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too know it papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran as continuous,

You were so kind and also generous,
Never we thought, you can be vicious,
Next to HIM and we thought you so pious,
Like beautiful flowers as pond’s have lotus,

You were real beacon and remained our guide,
we found no ills and you also never hide,
Always you did good and made us confide,
Shun all narrow thoughts still so wide

You were towering strength,
tried to measure length but not found,
Inferno in mind but mild at heart,
Never shown wildness but always smart,

Mom kind and easy still totally unaware,
Stayed even calm even warned to be aware,
It was her life thus preferred ignore,
Slept she well in night with big snore,

Never was hitch or problem of any kind,
nature also stayed cool and blew no wind,
Never rough weather and solution we find,
All his words as gospel and we always bind,

Altogether we lead and shared it lovely,
happy was life and felt it homely,
Not always you found earth so heavenly,
Credit to goes to none but attitude fatherly,

I prayed God to shower us with bless,
bestow on us father kind and no less,
Let all know better what the myth is called love,
who knows better than the water and dove,

I shall love you more and to cherish,
Even to my breath till I perish,
Life you may have hard or lavish,
I shall end word with papa and finish,

What could be life without your being?
No happy moments and no song to sing,
Not sincere prayer and church’s bell ring,
All will be slaves not without a king,

Papa should I tell you or do you know?
Light may be there but the lamp not glow,
heavy may be storm and wind also blow,
in your absence it will be hard to grow,

Nothing can dislodge and wash us away,
flood water can keep us only at bay,
Still we may stick and remain in fray,
Till you have sway and your final way

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Papa do you know?

Do you know papa? '
How much I love you as Kid?
I am on earth but have no such lid,
How to express words but make strong bid,
All because of you papa,

Mom gave me all happiness of life,
Not looked beautiful but stayed as your wife,
Life not easy for her but an edge of knife,
She still lived on and you too papa,

You gave us all what we needed,
We too never asked but you always heeded,
Papa only your affection we always wanted,
Mom stayed cool and home she stayed,

You being gorgeous and even so gracious,
life was smooth and even so precious,
Never in our life we remained so conscious,
Life did not stop and ran continuous,