Real Fighter
Here is a poem I wrote for my father some time back. It's dedicated to him. Here's a story of a man so strong, I know he is not wrong. He struggled through the life alone, To secure a life for three who are his own. A sweet kid was born to a couple as their youngest child, They loved him, they adored him, They scolded him, they taught him, He respected them, he liked him. When adolescence knocked at his door, he was full of surprises for all. His talents awestruck everyone, not to be bowed down by circumstances-he is the one. He got off to get a job, From then on he struggled a lot. He lost his dearest mentor To the God in whom he believed "Had I been there I would have puffed my last breath into him to make him live again"- by the man for the man he respected. He got married to a girl, Together they crossed all hurdles. She was his charm, he was her love. Together they bred two beautiful daughters. The four were a happy family, Love bindi...