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My Father (Elegy In Verse)

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From my cradle up to he breathes last
Being a shadow against the sun,
A brightening star from the dusk,
The real glorious at dawn
The man who dearly clings to me
And becomes the worst sufferer
At my any failure
Is my father.

I found him with integrity in mission

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Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is on my father who died on 29 March,2012. He haunts me much, ..............................................
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 20 March 2020

May he R.I.P. Amen. It is constantly tragic and very sad when a nearest to you dies. My condolences still.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 20 March 2020

Baeutiful and so honestly told. I like your style, Muzahidul! A 10++++++++++++ God's Blessings!

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Fiadh Fida 14 November 2018

From the Elegy your father is clear to all that he was a great and well person, we pray for him, thank you

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Ena Ena 22 October 2018

I read this great poem, again visit, outstanding one

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Nisa Putri 22 October 2018

He showed great sympathy from heart For the harmless and little creatures That was either at sorrow or in mirth Accompanying with cares; So they were seen at grave yard In mourning on him for hours Losing whom forever Is my father. so, so great

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Nisa Putri 22 October 2018

It is your one of the masterpiece, great achievment,10

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Shaha Jada 03 July 2017

It is a great Father powm, thanks

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Richard Wlodarski 17 June 2017

A truly beautiful heart-felt ode to your father. Great job! ! ! He would be proud! Thank you for directing me to it, Muzahidul.

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Ena Ena 29 April 2017

From my cradle up to he breathes last Being a shadow against the sun, A brightening star from the dusk, The real glorious at dawn full of wisdom,10

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John Perk 16 February 2017

From my cradle up to he breathes last Being a shadow against the sun, A brightening star from the dusk, The real glorious at dawn The man who dearly clings to me And becomes the worst sufferer At my any failure Is my father. greatly written

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