Feeling Beyond Words. Poem by Richa Jha

Today, I am happy yet feeling sad,
Missing my family and especially my dad.
It seems quite early to realize, our
future is waiting eagerly to solemnize.

Life has made us to understand the real
beauty of a life span.
Here we are born to accomplish a goal,
to serve others and win the soul.

Missing those days of endless cries,
when we were in the cradle and mom was beside.
Every dawn was unveiling a new hope, and
dad gave his hands to climb the slope.

Muses were instigating dreams inside us, and
dad had made the world of comforts.
When we were scared of moving ahead, our
parents motivated us to win the race.

He used to infuse strong confidence,
and said its possible to win the defence.
Loved the feeling like a princess of
his estate, where we were rich with precious
fate.

Though we were stubborn enough in our own
ways but still proved our adjustments whatever
might be the phase.
We have grown up as strong girls, may not be
perfect but pious as pearls.

God blessed us with loads of love and we
will share it like a cheerful dove.
This feeling is divine and beyond words
but always close to a woman's heart.