Realisation of Conscience (Fathers' Day Special)
The poem-- "Realisation of Conscience" (Fathers' Day Special) Every time I blame you, You put your head down With a slight smile, With a pair of glistening eyes, But never say a word. I called you "unlucky for me", I named you "inauspicious" In my life; I blamed you again. What is it that every time I blame you, you do Endure with the same Expression? I sometimes wonder. Now I realise my sin, Dad; I'm sorry; forgive me, please; I know that the five-letter word Is too short, full of alibis alone, and Humiliating to your sweet soul; But you ever waited just for this. This little yet large realisation Of mine own conscience is worth Your smile. Aye, you awaited just this. Such realisation's the most Gorgeous gift indeed, as you say. What else can I gift you truly? I'm empty-handed, while you're Wholehearted with open arms. You're my Creator, my God indeed, And my nurtur