My Daughter

My daughter! ! !
I gazed at the sky
I saw a luminious object
coming down on earth
flapping its two wings
As it came closer
what I see
Wow! ! !
she is an angel
with love in her one hand
and peace in another
She stepped down on earth
without any interaction
she poured down on me
what she carried in her two hands
and stood folding infront of me
I realised
the rain of grace upon me
I asked, who are you?
she told, I am your love
I am your daughter
The Lord sent me to you
As a mere child
she caught my fore finger
of left hand and asked me
Papa! Papa!
come with me
I’d show you the Paradise
I played with her every smile
O’ My daughter!
you always take my favour
After days toil
with my wearied and teared body
when I return to home
instantly you come forward
with a glass of water
my whole tireness sunk into
You make me refreshed
with a cup of tea
enrapture my soul
with an eternal faith
to live in
When your MAA make me annoyed
you take my favour
without thinking good or bad
You characterise your womanliness
always stood beside the man
to protect him with her deep love
either he was Jesus or he was Hitler
Daughter comes on the earth
as an angel, to make this earth
a heaven, show us the paradise.


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About ramesh rai

Poetry!! ! The Expression of soul. Poetry ! A perpetual stream of sacred consciousness flowing ever and ever beyond planets and stars and even plenty of universe. writing poetry since teen age. Use to write chiefly in three languages viz English, Bengali and Hindi.Retired from government service still have to cover a long journey. Life may come Life may go but a poet goes on for ever.

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