Bazi alis Subrata Ray

Veteran Poet - 1,469 Points (January / Formerly East Pahistan)

A Fourtunate Father With His New Daughter, -Dedicated To Joyce Loba Flores. By Ray Subrata - Poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray

The unquenched thirst,
Of Father, for daughter’s love,
Fountains with a call, -Baba,
From a voice of distant land,
While I am in India, my daughter,
In the farthest Philippines stands.

The face of youngest daughter Hamma,
Appears in Jhoy Loba’s image,
I send her a request, and wait.

‘Good evening sir, its my pleasure ‘
‘Thank you sweet little daughter like friend’,
And my psychic lingered willing suspense.

‘It is my pleasure Baba’, -came the message,
Moment made eternity, opening a father’s passage ‘
I felt a touch, as soothing as much,
From the voice of my new daughter,
A flower divine, by nature shines,
By her beauty in my Father’s bower!

The Father in Man remains hidden,
And it opens with a daughter’s call,
It is more than a glory to a Man,
As in the daughter, -the mother resembles!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 27, 2011


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