He Was a Child Once, Too
He was a child once, too—
before the dusk outgrew the dawn,
before his little hands knew
how much a heart could carry on.
A face once lived beyond his sight,
then slipped away from memory’s light;
and childhood, like a fading tune,
grew quiet beneath a borrowed moon.
He became a roof in someone’s rain,
a little warmth against their pain;
he gave his flame so others could see,
while darkness kept a place for him silently.
He wore the years like a borrowed coat,
kept every storm inside his throat;
and though the world saw strength in him,
I know the child still lives within.
To me, that man is not merely strong—
he is the real hero of my life.
I love you, Abu.
— Zehreen
My father was my Idol, Philosopher and Guide.
But he was a dominant person always to Control -
I had regular fight with him on inevitable Clash !
Imprisoned in childhood owing to daily Clash
Tired on conflict ! Developed personality yer he was Guide.
No way, I revolted to escape from his over -all Control !
I had to choose my own way getting rid of his Control
I had to struggle but I was just fed up on continued Clash.
Yet alll along I paid due respect to Dad as my Guide.
Dad was my Guide but I went out of his Control avoiding Clash !
Father
what does that really mean
never there for me never cared for me
I stood there all alone
Your child your daughter
no protection for me
you not only scared me
you left me with a scar on my face
no pitty no shame I faced the world
as I do now all alone
Does it hurt....yes
Do I care No can't miss what never had
Not uncommon, kids left to fend for themselves
all alone please care for them
Fathers today put it down
cherish your girls
So they will know what it really means to say
Father
I have seven children
Wanting my attention
Whom do I love the most?
They would love to know
A difficult choice for me
I love myself, the most
Then, each part of me
In seven other souls
Each, my just reward
Gratifying my spirit
Raising my mind
I love each differently
Don't I have favorites?
My lot, to love diversely
Those who respect me
Ditto, those who mistreat
Tears roll down
Sorry, sad soul
Tracksuit's wet
A dress will do
The style's good
Others will adjust
365 days since you left and so much has changed yet nothing feels different at all.
I still feel empty and cold
and the pain of loosing you changes me more everyday… in no way for the better.
My life has been filled with pain and loss but nothing prepared me for this.
The loss of loosing you,
My hero,
My defender,
My biggest fan.
There’s a hole in this world without you.
A fear, because I know I’ll never be who I was before.
I am a fatherless daughter.
A failure of all the things I never got to be before you left.
Of all the memories left unmade.
The words left unspoken.
What a burden,
what a burden life has become.
For I am a fatherless daughter.
365 days and I am a fatherless daughter
And so much has changed….yet nothing…. nothing feels different at all.
It feels like yesterday,
when your tiny hand held my finger and ran.
You would steal my glasses,
wear them proudly, and say,
“Daddy, I look just like you!”
Between the pages of my books,
you built little homes for your dolls.
Whenever I left for work,
you stood at the door and whispered,
“Come back soon, Daddy…”
With the little coins in my pocket,
I bought you chocolates—
those simple days
were richer than anything I own today.
Yesterday, you walked holding my hand;
today, you walk your own road.
When I remember your mischief,
a smile touches my face,
while tears quietly fill my eyes.
My daughter, you have grown up,
but inside my heart,
you are still that little girl
running with her tiny braids.
No matter how far you go,
the sound of your footsteps
will forever echo
inside your father’s heart.
I am a poisoned tree,
and you are my apple.
I made promises to you
that I may never be able to keep.
But above all else,
I pray you never grow
into someone like me.
May the poison end with my roots,
and never find its way into yours.
I’ve had my fair share of mistakes,
but most of all, I hope you turn out great.
From palm trees to gardens,
I’ll spend my life tending your light,
so you’ll always know how to bloom.
I’ll fight my biggest battles
just so they may die with me.
I want your life to be free of pain.
You’re my biggest blessing upon this earth.
If this curse must claim a soul,
let it claim mine—
so that when you take root,
only love will grow.
My wife gently asked today,
My daughter smiled beside her,
My heart quietly found words,
Love filled both gentle eyes,
Truth deserved tender expression always.
You are my life's companion,
She is our living blessing,
You built warmth within home,
She filled days with laughter,
Without both I am incomplete.
One heart holds two rhythms,
One sky carries two stars,
One lamp shines two flames,
One melody sings two voices,
Both illuminate my entire soul.
You are my enduring strength,
She is my brightest tomorrow,
One nurtured every dream,
One renewed every hope,
Both complete my existence forever.
Love cannot be measured equally,
Hearts never divide affection,
You both are life's blessings,
Two names within every heartbeat,
My whole world lives together.
My daughter, society is family.
Treat everyone with loving kindness.
Truth becomes your first companion.
Respect is life's priceless ornament.
Goodness remains your greatest strength.
Build tomorrow with hopeful dreams.
Make hard work your companion.
Never fear defeat or failure.
Honesty shall guide your journey.
Faith will brighten every step.
Always offer respect before expecting.
Embrace everyone with sincere love.
Humility is your true beauty.
Let gentle words bloom daily.
Keep compassion within your heart.
You are my endless pride.
Your smile is my strength.
Your dreams are my prayers.
Your happiness is my victory.
Your courage fills my heart.
Even when I am absent.
My words will walk beside.
Always choose the truthful path.
May the world honor you.
My blessings remain forever yours
In my arms you gently smile,
My world blossoms with hope.
Your tiny eyes shine brightly,
May tomorrow welcome your dreams.
My heart overflows with pride.
Your little footsteps inspire hope,
Every smile brings endless joy.
Wisdom always walks beside you,
Kindness becomes your true jewel.
Compassion fills your gentle heart.
Face the world with courage,
Truth becomes your faithful guide.
Honesty shapes your every step.
Win hearts through humble love.
Humanity walks beside your soul.
Mother's love gives you strength,
Father's dreams become your wings.
Every failure teaches wisdom.
Every victory teaches humility.
May your life spread bright light.
Your smile is my treasure,
Your happiness is my breath.
Become an inspiration to many.
I will support every dream.
Forever, your loving father.
Father, please don't hide sadness.
Your silence breaks my heart.
My mistake caused your pain.
Please forgive your little girl.
I know you fought today.
Because of my childish act.
Neighbors heard angry voices.
Your heart carried every wound.
Balcony holds your lonely tears.
I quietly sit beside you.
Your smile means my world.
Please smile once for me.
Never again I'll hurt you.
Never lower your proud head.
Your values guide my footsteps.
Your love lights every path.
Hold my tiny little hand.
Let me heal your heart.
Forever your grateful daughter.
Forever my beloved father. ??
The day you left, time stopped.
My laughter quietly buried beside yours.
Home became walls without heartbeat.
Every sunrise forgot its golden warmth.
I still keep your empty chair.
Dust cannot erase your presence.
Your old shirt still smells familiar.
I hug memories instead of you.
Father, who hears my silence now?
Who blesses my trembling dreams today?
Who hides my tears from storms?
Who calls me their little girl?
I smile before everyone daily.
But nights know my broken soul.
My pillow drinks endless silent tears.
Darkness becomes my closest companion.
Every festival lights another absence.
Every prayer whispers only your name.
Every victory feels painfully incomplete.
Every failure longs for your embrace.
People say time heals everything.
Time never healed your empty place.
It only taught silent endurance.
Pain learned living inside me.
Sometimes I hear your gentle voice.
Sometimes I chase impossible echoes.
Sometimes I wake calling "Appa."
Morning answers only with silence.
If Heaven has listening windows,
Hear your daughter crying tonight.
Hold my shattered heart forever.
Until we meet beyond this life.
I saw you for the first time today as a lady.
You were sitting in the sand in the late day sun,
Your face framed by the broad-brimmed hat.
You smiled so beautifully under that,
That even your father could see the lady inside.
I saw you for the first time on your birth day.
And I thought I’d never seen a song til then.
But angels whispered and parents prayed
So fervently that angst was stayed.
And the Father blessed the lady inside.
I saw you for the first time as a woman.
It had somehow not occurred to me til then.
That you could have a life apart from me
Or anything other than this family.
But even fathers, someday, must see the lady inside.
I still hear the loud noise
of your quiet footsteps,
marked across unpolished,
weathered wooden floors.
Childhood suppressed expectations,
starved for genuine praise,
dwarfed by the presence
of a silence never broken.
My inner struggles suffocate,
captivated by the hidden door
latched forever
by decaying, hardened paint.
Scars of turmoil refuse to yield,
mercilessly triggered by this prison,
locked by the one key
still held by you.
A stitched fabric of fortitude—
resembling a carved brand of honor—
is the silent hero I grasp for
in moments of aching defiance.
When the weight of unimportance,
and callous neglect,
rears its ugly head,
demanding more
than my essence can endure.
Still, here I am.
Not asking for forgiveness.
Not asking for explanations.
I am letting go,
just like you did.
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