Father Poem by Laxminarayana Sabbani

Fifty six years long back

When I was six years old

In those sad days you have passed away leaving us alone

Some live for life

Some die for life

You have bestowed upon me handful of alphabets

With love and affection

That was the boon to my life

A six years little boy took journey

In a path of truth

In a path of discipline

In a path of hard work

In a path of struggle in life

Today I remember you

On those days of my little age

I don't know even the value of tears

Today I shed tears

With your blessings

What I gained is more than I want

But, how could I get you Dad?

How could I see you Dad?

We are unfortunate to have at least one photograph of You!
In that bitter poverty we could not have taken your photograph
If I were be an artist

I could have drawn your picture!

Unfortunately I am not an artist.

Your picture in my mind would perish with me only.
I remember you Dad!