Father: The MagiciansA Poem by ShanupriyaThis poem is inspired by a father,who creates and nurture a baby, so that he/she will create and nurture another generation.
''Father:The Magician''
I don't know when and how, I come to know this now, You had some magical powers, With drizzling happiness showers, You left your dreams behind, And kept my dreams remind, You were living your childhood in me, Wanted me to be, what you wanted to be, I never saw you tired, You bring me all desired, I want to know your secret treasure, From where you brought me every pleasure, Sometimes I use to think, I get tired, and sometimes sick, What will I do,with my child, I am not so stable and solid, But then, I get some hope, I have some magic to cope, You had given this power to me, I have some part of your in me, Generation to generation, This magic, every child will see, Every father is a magician, Every child is his creation, Loosing a father means a lot, It's like loosing our god, But we never lose his soul, As this magic was only his goal. Written by shanupriya © 2018 ShanupriyaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 18, 2018 Last Updated on June 18, 2018 AuthorShanupriyaDelhi, Delhi, IndiaAboutI'm shanupriya.Resident of India.Not satisfied with life.Everytime I feel I need some more,something different.I want to go back into my past, so that I can change some of my decisions because they ar.. more..Writing
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