I could not take your call,
My grief is still such a wall,
I read the message you sent,
And wondered what it meant,
Wishing me a world of happiness,
When you put it in such darkness.
You ask if I am alright,
Don't be such a hypocrite,
Wasn't I the papa's pet?
But you packed and left,
Little caring for the tears shed.
I have given all your gifts away,
They made me miserable every day,
Please don't message, don't call,
For my grief is still such a wall,
Someday when I am enough strong,
Then I'll call you daddy once for all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks for the appreciation Menato.