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~my warrioring king, my earthen god .. you are ever, dad.
as he coiled down in silence
.. paralysed fully on his left
and a as he’s spotted only
much time later.. in gheraos
of a houseful audience..&
as the blaring sirens of ambulance
hurries nears him..he mutters to her
in a faintly clarity.. ‘do my hairs
well.. & lemme sip my strong tea..”
he is that conscious.. & in
that undying passion.. to the
simple looks & happiness ..
to-such digging depths.. from
all those heartlessly slapped
things on him all through his
life.. still made himself a king
of strength & love .. a family
he grew in his aura .. such
cosmic infinite.. this warrior
ever, a loving dad he is.. am
such in love & gratitudes to
him.. a fatherly mother.. a
motherly father.. he is.. only
he.. a simpleton yet a king
.. he now goes off in a carriage
of chair down the steps . not even
the flat stretchers would help him..
.. symbolic of his majestic stance ..
.. a lion in his unchallenged eternal
throne ..
i know deep down in my
steely heart birthed from him..
as I scribble this from a far away
city from him.. he will be back
yet again.. to a smiling ever him
in an ageless age from time’s
cages .. is a fighter a survivor
a true hero .. dad .. ‘love you’ ev
prayers.. ‘you will come out of this’
even tears sink inside the eyes
before they gush out senselessly
and in timid rapidity.. to stay rock
strong & in yogic silence .. just like
him .. to
see him again
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