"The speed of my brain has been reduced very
deeply since you left my hands when I was nine,
Yes, my mind has become silent without merry
but your memories bring storms with no sunshine.
In my mind, your memories make me feel
weak and my very tiny heart also gets sad,
So my eyes always become wet but I still
try not to flush tears though I'm not glad.
As I need to carry courage before
my mum because she isn't so strong as me,
She always brings tears out in your
memories, she is in deep grief and can't free.
Her love and thoughts from you my dear
father, yes she always wears only white dress,
and kurta, her heart gets covered in fear,
whenever she goes closer to a garden of grace.
Where she can find many a kind of rose
but now she can't touch red flowers and,
Other red things since you left us in morose
three years ago so that you are living on land.
Of heaven, I was very small so I don't know
anything about your death but I heard,
You had become sick and it took your shadow,
and you to tomb where has many a bird.
And silence, I had also gone there to say
goodbye to you for the last time but that,
Time my eyes were very clear like a day
of sunny, ground wasn't wet where I sat.
Yes, I didn't bring any tears out on the ground
as I was convinced that you would come,
To me soon and you aren't still in my around
but my foolish eyes are awaiting you from.
A long time though I know it's just a dream
dear dad, please tell me where you have gone,
Your absence is making me weak like a gleam
of candles and from my life I have lost my fun.
Joy has lost from my heart like a cold wind
but I always try level my best to hide,
All my pain and smile like the moon at blind
night and day as I can't make mum ride.
Heart in a thorn of agony due to my sad mood
as you aren't with me but I'm taking care
Of your wife and my mum but I'm not good,
my eyes always get hurt as she must wear,
Only white kurta, I hardly see her in colorful
dress so whenever I see clouds in the skies,
I usually wish that they shouldn't bring cool
rains as they look white and from my eyes.
Also see mum's white dress so I really hate
them though my joyous heart used to send,
Them my love when I was with you but fate
of mine didn't want me to stay and blend.
My whole life with you and I still miss
all the memories that I had enjoyed the golden,
Time with you, my heart had got bliss
when you carried me on shoulder with no pain.
And take me to that old hill which had white
snow, you didn't let my feet touch the yard,
Even the world as I was carried day and night
on your shoulder, you used to give me regard.
And love even the whole things what I desired
for so you were the best dad across the world,
As I was swimming in your love, and I admired,
you even still now, I used to wait for the cold.
Evening as you used to bring many a sweet
after the sun had got hidden behind the hill,
By selling your sweat on the thorny street,
we used to sit on a yard with enjoying chill.
Wind at cold night and looking at the dark
sky where had trillions of stars and the moon,
As we us invited joy in our hearts of mark
whenever we saw the stars fall and very soon.
We used to request stars to make
our wishes come true, but you wished only for my desire,
Yes you wanted me to take
all the joy, in fact you had saved me from fire.
Of danger, I don't know why you were the best
dad but thank you for everything and I try,
Not to be weak as your blessings are in my chest
but sometimes your memories make me cry.
I know crying isn't good, you had taught
me before you left so I must be very strong,
Though you aren't with me, your thought
and memories will be with me as a song.
Dear dad, if I take a new life I just
want to be your son again, it must,
Happen as I want to spend every moment
you as the best friend like the time we had spent.
Written by Darshan Kc ‘Saanku’
Despite his physical limitations, Saanku is a multi-talented individual. He is mute with immobile limbs.
He uses his nose to operate cell phones and computers for his compositions.
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