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My Beloved Father

It was a lovely experience,
To live with a man
for thirty years,
The years slipped away one by one,
Yet his face remains in my memory,
It relieves me when I am
in the desert of gloom,
when the world becomes poisonous for me,
With all its ugliness,
His beautiful smile takes away
every pain.
I still remember the
fingers,
Holding them I saw the world,
I still remember the lap,
Sitting there I learned to dream,
The dream of innocent adolesence,
The dream of magnificent youth,
He never raised an eyebrow on my demands,
But those of illegitimate nature.
But O my heart, O heart,
Where I shall meet him again,
Probably in the next world,
Of reward and punishment.
Often I visit his resting place,
With the deluge of tears
in my eyes,
My heart throbes,
my tongue sticks in my throat,
Being absolutely speechless,
I return home remembering,
His
unbounded love.
He was the embodiment of compassion and love,
He was my beloved father.

poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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