This Father’s Day

The eve of father’s day and you ask-
“Why papa can’t be with me here?”
Hours later, past midnight,
I ask myself the same.
The difference being,
My papa gone for years now,
He has turned into an angel,
Who keeps a watchful eye on me.
Your papa comes once-twice a year,
Working abroad,
He bears the lonely life for our future.
None is less caring.
My father being my best friend
Since as far as I could remember.
And I hope
Your papa will be your best friend for life too.
Till then,
Tied in the bonds of loneliness and sadness,
Let’s spend this father’s day together.

( *for all kids and wives who are alone this father’s day.)

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

8 thoughts on “This Father’s Day

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    Always an aesthetic pleasure to read the work of such a committed , capable and passionate poet.

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  2. sunil sharma

    Loss, loneliness, remembrance and rich compensation through company of a dear child—-all tossed together so skillfully and seamlessly and you have a gem of a poem by talented Nalini that soothes an aching heart on a gloomy rainy day…

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