~To Daddy with love ~

~To Daddy with love ~

A Poem by Sophy Freebirds
"

The only man who can bring me to knees

"
Swimming in the depths
Of your sage eyes....
I swirl and twist till
I reach the abyss
With a rosy dye.

Hailing the morning
The sunflower bows
It stands still as
Roaring wind blows.
Petals buried in,
The ignorant sands.
Scent haunts the bed,
Waving it End!

The lonely slope stands aloof,
Casting stats a haughty look.
Forlorn breeze blows across,
Shivers under cold caress.

Tender sunshine baths it in love,
The Old rock smiles with a nod.

© 2015 Sophy Freebirds


Author's Note

Sophy Freebirds
I wrote this poem the day i had gone to accompany him in his retirement from job.The scenic charm on way spoke to me.So its dedicated to my Supercool dad... :) xoxo proud to be daddy's girl

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Hailing the morning
The sunflower bows
It stands still as
Roaring wind blows.
Petals buried in,
The ignorant sands.
Scent haunts the bed,

Geez. i hope my daughter grows up and writes a a poem like this for me one day :-(


great job

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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A splendid tribute in vivid color and artistry.
Thanks for sharing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Hailing the morning
The sunflower bows
It stands still as
Roaring wind blows.
Petals buried in,
The ignorant sands.
Scent haunts the bed,

Geez. i hope my daughter grows up and writes a a poem like this for me one day :-(


great job

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sophy Freebirds
Sophy Freebirds

Balangir, Odisha, India



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Christened as Sophy i try to live up to this name.Introduction is something i am never good at.But if you want to know me,read me. My Real name is Ankita Sagar.Will be turning 19 soon this Septembe.. more..

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