Father Poem by Palitha Ranatunge
Father
I play with a toy
made by you
for my joy
as same as yours
when I cut my finger
at my play crying with
A reddened cheeks
you were worrying
and running for help
When I grew up to a youth
how forgetful I was
About you and your
Utmost love to me...
Where are you now
Since I do not believe
False, I am so much
Unhappy and lonely
For you are no more...
Friday, March 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: father,father and son
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Palitha Ranatunge
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 8:10:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
