Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Miss u Papa

The day is far now,
but not the moments;
you are into the earth now;
but not your presence.

Your kisses bothered me,
due to your moustache;
now i miss every single ball,
u bowled me while I batted.

I argued with you,
for forgetting maths science;
now I wonder where am I;
and escaping every question.

I could not feel,
how the beautiful our garden looked;
it was your sweat;
now in top floor I miss it.

Escorting me every morning;
for bus to school,
I felt so ashamed at that time;
now I wanna hold your hand.

Your little bothered me so much,
now I deserved so much slaps;
and requesting "big babbol" on chit;
ohh those days i wanna relive them.

Your wish to take pranaam from me,
and my reluctancy to do,
where did u disappear so sudden,
I touch your feet, bless me.

I miss your poems,
sometimes you told,
couldnt understand those;
now trying them in my words.

even 10 years after;
feels like so warm;
so puzzled by my wishes;
reluctant to find those arms.

Everything seems worthless,
without your presence;
without your smile;
without you.