My Father's Pen
My father's pen I t is
which makes me as a poet
It spreads many expressions in a paper
It is my magic stick
It can expose cuckoo's chants and
it can create amusing gardens
It can make readers to dwell in hell and heavens
It can stimulate romance from a rock too and
fetch tears from a wooden hearts
My father's blessings are following
to guide in all my way
I am a poet by father's pen is a ocean
It will shower poems in all my writings
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