Oh My Daddy
One day I realized a potter, who nurtured me with a slight jack,
And I found a jotter, which was plain some years back,
Now I felt why he hates the flying kites,
Why he stopped me trying bikes,
Why I fought to get a ride,
Why I brought to play at sight,
Everything is so clear now,
Why so lately have I vision to see a dhow,
One day I found a shade, that was bigger than I ever had,
And I felt it is on me since my birth, It bind me like a girth,
Now I felt why I am stable still,
Who always check me to be an istle,
This is not a mystery to be said,
This is a history to be made,
This is not my sorrow not my guilt,
Oh my dad you make me built,
I am far but I can feel how you love me always to heal,
Oh my daddy I was a fool, I will ever be your lovely pool,
I never let you lose your meld; I never allow my love to mend, .
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