Father Poem by Amit Bansal
Father
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Who is cosmos' owner
We call Him father
All are His son
He cares everyone.
He always feeds us,
saves from devil's curse-
But our wit is dim
So we always avoid Him.
We are cling to world,
Always places Him 'Third',
Everyone is His owe,
Yet never ready to bow.
We are heading towards grave,
Still consider ourselves brave.
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4/24/2024 11:34:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem, like it, a. great write.