No More Dear Daddy! Poem by Bangaaram Sona

No More Dear Daddy!



These books are chasing me in my dreams

Biting my brain bit by bit

I have a too little sponge to save myself from the hit

Your love daddy, it's your love

I couldn't catch a single page

With this strained empty brain daddy

No more daddy no more

But for the chance

That amma would have turned back

Even when you insulted her

With the ultimate words she could bear

But for the chance

That I could leave your hand and run after her

And sit in her lap to listen to the lesson stories

And win the world of infotainment

But for the chance

She could sacrifice her ‘self respect'

Instead of her ‘self' which is my self

No more daddy!

I am tired of this suffocating shelf

Where all the air is absorbed by lesson and discipline

Let me breathe the air of love

And grasp the oxygen of knowledge

From my mother tree

Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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To my son Surya
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