To Dad… With Love
- a Poem
- by Chandu
As young as I could be,
When asked what’s your father
Not knowing what to answer rather!
Learnt late that I had to reply “Late”,
Not knowing what it meant, mate!
As magical as you could be,
Presto! You just vanished,
Hastily illogical you being missed;
You were never an iota away,
As you in every step hold the sway!
As contradictory as it could get,
People near are rarely near,
As it is the worldly order, dear!
People lost are never lost,
Only thing is their presence costs!
As realistic as it could get,
Superficiality takes a beating,
Heavens must revel in retreating!!!
What you could have been to me,
Is what I am to mine and hence be!!!
Chandu
from Bengaluru, India describes himself as a small town guy interested in literature who likes to write on topics of real life inspired by family and friends. Chandu aspires to convey the sense in as simple a language as possible and thus make a life story out of it!!!
