DAUGHTERS
Etched in the heart a moment,
Distinct that lasted a
lifetime, vivid,
The birth of a daughter
fulfilled a dream,
Wordless to coin a word,
emotions,
Father's heart, those seconds
unique,
The happiness a void eliminated
soon,
Writes out of the world
completeness,
She grew up upbringing, I
devote honestly,
Rejoiced her success learning
well,
Her laughter, demand,
complaints, fun,
Relished life of father noticed
well,
Induced family culture, customs
too,
Humble by nature, silent she
preferred,
Her merit, talents like milk
and water,
Pride could not touch her heart
or ego,
Cooperative spirit, hardworking
life,
Simplicity, her shield won
hearts,
Admired, got applause, her
degrees,
Advanced in life age browning
effect,
The daughter grabbed a career
job,
Her affluent life single years
rolled on,
She got married outside of
religion,
Did not inform her parents of
her wedding,
When we heard about her
marriage,
Socked me, and my wife,
speechless,
How could she decide her life,
Unilateral her decision bypassed
us,
Established us, unimportant,
clearly,
Heartbroken, her mother cried a
lot,
Strengthened me, self-assured,
Failed to digest the event
accepted,
Look at my son, never given
attachment,
He knew this sister got
everything,
But fortunate we couple, he
respects us,
Felt guilty, never demanded
attention,
Well, his care, devotion,
concern for us,
Never criticized his sister,
not taking,
He got his job,
respectable post, lucky,
We solemnized his marriage
happily,
The day we received a
daughter-in-law,
Beautiful, slim, voice soothing
and kind,
Well qualified decides
housewife life,
Stunned by her attentive care
service,
The home changed soon to be a
sweet abode,
Her behavior, culture, and
graceful demeanor
Imprinted on our hearts her
love and remark,
Watching her mother-in-law
contented,
She prays for her
daughter-in-law.
Once, I taunted her about our
bride,
She looked at me, replied got a
daughter,
My daughter-in-law is my
daughter,
Till my last day, she is with
me, my belief,
She is not that soul to betray
us, my son,
Her divine stint in married
life, beautiful,
She never expected loving
parents-in-law,
The home amalgamated once
devastated,
Inking my life, daughters are
rivers, seemingly,
If a river breached embankment
wrecked,
Other one flowing serenity
matches paradise,
Daughters, if one denounced,
other surprises.
Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Title of the Poem: Daughters
Themes: Inking my life,
daughters are rivers only
Written: 10th July 2023,
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