saadat tahir

Veteran Poet - 1,055 Points (21011965 / Islamabad-Pakistan)

Daughters.....The Softness And Laughter Of A Home - Poem by saadat tahir

Daughters are in ways proverbial gypsies.
Content an playful in their itsy bitsys.

The skip, the hop,
Wicker basket, off to shop.

Feel like the waft of calming breeze.
Wide eyed look when you sneeze.

Tender touch of a flower on cheek.
Your loving nod yearn to seek.

Add so much color to life,
forget you all the anguish, strife.

Vivacious laughter thrills.
The nooks an crannies fills.

Your heart and soul bloom.
Wash away your gloom.

They the tender shoots of today.
In time shall bloom another day.

Bring forth flowers of the morrows.
To slake the torment of your sorrows.

And one day late in evening shadows.
Amid song, dance and the meadows.

They go their way.
Far away.

To a new abode, a better place.
To lend a cheer, to give solace.

Leave the stark an silence behind.
For you to find.

Only the stars to guide you by.
Awake in bed as you lie!

(Islamabad)
(May 13,2009)


Comments about Daughters.....The Softness And Laughter Of A Home by saadat tahir

  • Rookie - 3 Points Musliim Priincess (7/21/2014 11:50:00 AM)

    Amazing poem, having a sister who's married and has now happily settled in to her new house (alhamdulilah) I can feel the emotion behind this. Daughters are truly a blessing from Allah, they're a route for the father to go to heaven, they complete the deen (religion) of their husbands and heaven lies under their feet. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Musliim Priincess (7/21/2014 11:48:00 AM)

    Amazing poem, having a sister who's married and has now happily settled in to her new house (alhamdulilah) I can feel the emotion behind this. Daughters are truly a blessing from Allah, they're a route for the father to go to heaven, they complete the deen (religion) of their husbands and heaven lies under their feet. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,302 Points Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi (7/17/2014 11:11:00 AM)

    How beautiful...what a sensitive verse...loved it (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 534 Points Yasmeen Khan (5/13/2013 8:52:00 AM)

    Wonderful! it's written from deep down the heart where daughters live for ever. Emotions expressed beautifully with a cheerful pen. They leave stars behind to illumine the dark moments. This piece is replete with love and respect for daughters. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 160 Points Meena Mustafa (6/29/2012 6:39:00 PM)

    Wow! Excellent poem..... Daughters are indeed a blessing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mehreen Tahir (12/15/2010 1:37:00 AM)

    Daughters, indeed, are the laughter of the home! Wonderful piece... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Seema(Aanamika) 80 (11/27/2009 4:33:00 AM)

    Excellent poem..! Daughters are always dear and close to heart..10 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shakir Gumnam (10/13/2009 12:34:00 PM)

    Very nice poem, yes daughters are the soul of a home, a truth that is often realised late. May God bless all families with these beautiful angels! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 70 Points Indira Babbellapati (9/26/2009 11:42:00 PM)

    doc, we r 4 daughters to our parents...i always feel my parents do hv tremendous courage to raise them by allowing each her space...always extending silent support as we carved our destinies! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Rehana Nazli (8/25/2009 3:37:00 PM)

    And one day late in evening shadows.
    Amid song, dance and the meadows.

    They go their way.
    Far away.

    It is such a charming little poem to compliment the most loving relationship with beloved daughters..It really touched me..thanks for writting such a lovely poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nikunj Sharma (8/12/2009 8:50:00 AM)

    Wonderful poem, can't say more here, just read my 3 poems and u shall know my feelings

    1 long live the ice cream
    2 our daughters
    3 little painter...

    10 for this poem (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Vandavasu Vittal (8/9/2009 2:34:00 AM)

    Good Poem mate. YES SOMETIMES WE SINNERS NEED TO MAKE AMENDS IN LIFE SOMETIMES. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (8/7/2009 1:27:00 AM)

    beautiful, compassionated, passionated poem while the eyes of their father filled by a sweet joy...daughters, the light of the desparate days the dark ways, they are the soft touch in the crule nights..ahh..this subject pentrates my heart... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shirley Woods (8/6/2009 1:52:00 PM)

    Absolutely beatiful and your love is so transparent in this. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Maitreyee Joshi (8/1/2009 8:29:00 AM)

    such soft affectionate words of a father.i am touched by them. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie M A (7/30/2009 8:43:00 PM)

    The joy of this human toy, is very well presented. Little adorable drama queens. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 34,296 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (7/28/2009 8:51:00 PM)

    Daughters are in ways proverbial gypsies.
    Content an playful in their itsy bitsys.

    they fill the home with joy and happiness.. they are most pivotal inthe family....good write i admire it....10

    read mine.. papa do u know and papa u too? music band (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ritty Patnaik (7/28/2009 1:47:00 PM)

    dear saddat......this is the best poem ever written for those lovely daughters.i can relate to this one, as mine got married few months back.they leave a void in the heart, when they go, and life goes on, but it is not the same.beautiful thoughts, and feelings makes this poem worthwhile to read.
    ritty (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Pandian Angelina (7/21/2009 11:04:00 AM)

    How true, I have one too
    The reason of my joy
    The reason I live for
    Growing up so fast
    With a glow of love
    For home for life
    And for me now
    For a little while
    I too think of days
    When I will be
    Alone once again!
    Yes, Daughters.....the softness and laughter of a home!
    Lovely poem on our love for our children!
    Angel (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 397 Points Indira Renganathan (6/14/2009 10:21:00 AM)

    To such an affectionate father, no wonder, daughters are attached very much....but remember always...it is the mother mostly being herself a papa's daughter, unhappy with the children's wrong going and doing...wonderful flow of feels (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 30, 2012


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