Anwar Hussain Farooqui

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The Morning Sun - Poem by Anwar Hussain Farooqui

Oh! dearest, dearest darling son,
Serve thy parents as morning Sun,
With all thy heart and all thy soul,
Till they reach their final goal.

Thy parents blood and thine one,
Is not different, but same and one,
Thine own blood if you could not please,
Then what way could you God appease?

Till that time they are alive,
In serving them you be alive,
By this way if you care to strive,
To kiss thy foot will heaven strive.

In serving parents who is slow,
To Makka, Kashi, let him go,
Till death in prayers let him bow,
His efforts all will random go.

Topic(s) of this poem: parents


Comments about The Morning Sun by Anwar Hussain Farooqui

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (11/12/2016 5:18:00 AM)


    Verily, the last stanza explains it all.
    A great write indeed
    loved reading and commenting
    Added to my favourite
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  • Robert Murray Smith (11/11/2016 10:26:00 PM)

    The Morning Son
    A very promising poem.+++10

    More please.

    Robert
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  • Kathy Van Kurin (10/17/2016 3:00:00 AM)

    The Morning Sun,
    Mr. Jarooqui,
    It is interesting how the sun is the source of our strength. Without this fire ball we would all be but dust. Our parents must not be forgotten but honoured and enjoyed. Thier love is so precious and ours for them. Wonderful piece of work! ...................Bless you................................Kathy
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  • Seamus O' Brian (10/10/2016 1:02:00 PM)


    A plea to the younger generations. Will they hear? Will they discard the traditions that have bound generation after generation to the respect and care of the generations preceding? How can tradition compete with the social influences that are so ubiquitous and invasive? Much is changing; much is gained, and much is lost. (Report) Reply

  • (10/10/2016 12:24:00 PM)


    In serving parents who is slow,
    To Makka, Kashi, let him go,
    Till death in prayers let him bow,
    His efforts all will random go.
    (Report) Reply

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (10/10/2016 9:10:00 AM)


    Thank you poet for conveying a great message to our sons and daughters through such a beautifully rhymed poem. (10) (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (10/10/2016 8:34:00 AM)

    The Morning Sun by Anwar Hussain Farooqui
    With the very first poem shared with PH community, you have reached he zenith. Wonderful and congrats too. Most of all, it is quite timely, 'cos, a trend is developing currently with more and more aging parents are being discarded by their own children. Very pathetic. You have directly addressed them aptly. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (10/10/2016 6:20:00 AM)


    Heartiest Congrats on the Poem of the Day as also for the meaningful call given through this beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (10/10/2016 1:22:00 AM)

    Service
    Respect to parents and, respect to all mankind. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (10/10/2016 1:19:00 AM)


    This poem reminds us that family is important.

    Robert
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  • Kim Barney (10/10/2016 12:35:00 AM)

    The Morning Sun
    Congratulations on Member Poem of the Day! A good reminder that children should honor their parents (and vice-versa) . (Report) Reply

  • Kathy Van Kurin (10/7/2016 7:03:00 PM)

    The morning sun
    Dear Anwar.
    Thankyou for posting this reminder to us all. Parents are our greatest gift and we would be nowhere without them. I count myself blessed to have my own. Beautifully written.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2016

Poem Edited: Friday, October 7, 2016


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