O father! Where is your scintillating face
Are your soothing, caressing words
Is your unwavering ‘Life Race’
Are your truth and non-violence swords?
O father! Where is your august magnitude
Your ingenuous, infallible introspection
Your polymorphous reason shrewd
Your up-soaring, unfaltering resolution?
Where is your enviable polymathy
Where is your enviable polymathy
Your spontaneous, generous sympathy
Your didactic, and moral treatise
Your enviable equilibrium and poise?
Where is your staid and sedate stride
Are your short, sensitive fingers
Is your priceless warp devoid of pride
Are your humble, humane gestures?
Where is your amicable confabulation
Your inimitable condescension
Your commendable inquisition
Your inmost, recuperating inculcation?
Where is your euphemistic innuendo?
Your healing, rejuvenating touch
Your inoffensive, godly-golden command
Your most precious preaching torch?
Where is your slow, and steady cycling
Your patronymic sweet name
Your unprecedented panegyric struggling
Your groovy, glorious life game?
I well recollect, your painstaking spine
Your platitude, ‘A stitch in time saves nine.’
Sweat I must to fecundate thy last dream
Flow as a sprightly, resuscitating stream.
What else can be for you a meet tribute
Your didactic, and moral treatise
Your enviable equilibrium and poise?
Where is your staid and sedate stride
Are your short, sensitive fingers
Is your priceless warp devoid of pride
Are your humble, humane gestures?
Where is your amicable confabulation
Your inimitable condescension
Your commendable inquisition
Your inmost, recuperating inculcation?
Where is your euphemistic innuendo?
Your healing, rejuvenating touch
Your inoffensive, godly-golden command
Your most precious preaching torch?
Where is your slow, and steady cycling
Your patronymic sweet name
Your unprecedented panegyric struggling
Your groovy, glorious life game?
I well recollect, your painstaking spine
Your platitude, ‘A stitch in time saves nine.’
Sweat I must to fecundate thy last dream
Flow as a sprightly, resuscitating stream.
What else can be for you a meet tribute
Except fulfilling your life's sole, sublime goal
By carrying gladly you noble ideals out
To feed Rest and Peace to your immortal Soul?
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India
By carrying gladly you noble ideals out
To feed Rest and Peace to your immortal Soul?
Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India
Please share this poem. Tq.
Excellent poem describing details systematically. Koti koti Pranam
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DeleteNicely penned....Not able to understand many words(Not of my standard to understand)...I am sure those will be carrying the emotion and love of a son for farther..Great work.
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Delete👍🌹🙏Happy Father's day👍🌹🙏
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DeleteBrilliant sir
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DeleteAmazing sir
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DeleteLove it, though today I had to use my dictionary.
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DeleteWonderful expression sir...Made me emotional...
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DeleteVery nice writings on O father. Best wishes
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DeleteHappy fathers day and on this special day we pray for our belived parents.
ReplyDeleteJust words won't be enough to praise their life or remember about them; we need to feel through the core of our pure heart to understand, praise and live with them/ or their memories. That's the only way to reach the Ultimate Truth, the Eternal Truth, our real source.
Thank you, Shankar ji, for putting your maximum efforts to bring about the importance and greateness of our father figure in our life, so beautifully and to your maxim extent. God bless you.👍👏👏💐😍🙏