By Han Esther Y
My Dearest Father
Thy darling daughter here.
I botched to be thy child of innocence.
I’m clocked in dirt with fear and sins.
Thy darling daughter isn’t virtuous.
I long how affectionate thou call my name,
The love you accord was all and more,
Yet I remain vicious and blinded in love.
My rigid heart, wreck phantasm, I Shame.
You nurtured me with sweetness and love,
Yet the love of other man bestowed bitterness and quilt.
He lured me with poems of love I never heard.
Offered me roses and never mentioned about those thorns that hurts.
Suck all my sweetness and left me in bitter out of tears.
And now my soul is drain and tears won’t run no more.
Breathing my last moments while I write,
As I failed to bear the pains of betrayals.
And failed to follow the path you showed.
Oh My dearest Father,
How precious your tears to weep for me.
When ye’ wake up I’ll be gone.
As I drift off to peaceful sleep
I hope this lines find you in time.
I wish and pray to universe that,
‘you be my father in another life again.’
And all the life that’s yet to come.
Be my darling Father.
Your writing deeply conveys the pain of betrayal and the solace found in a father’s love. May your poignant words continue to touch hearts and bring healing and inspiration.
Such a beautiful poem I’ve ever came across…
I enjoyed reading line by line and the most heartfelt line that touched my heart is that ‘Offer me roses and never mentioned about those thorns that hurts’
Wish you all the very best for day’s of compitition and for the bright future..
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Every lines of the poem has really meant to me, such a beautiful poem. Can’t wait for more to read, keep going.
The themes of betrayal, lost innocence, and the yearning for paternal love are powerfully expressed. The repetition of “My dearest Father” and “thy darling daughter” creates a strong, intimate connection between the speaker and the father, highlighting the depth of the bond and the sorrow in its perceived fracturing. How I wish the man in line " He lured me with poems of love I never heard" valued you as you father did. So, that you’ll feel home away from home in his arms. Keep coming dear Hanlola Y Esther and all the very best in future. BestRegards #PyariKumar from Nepal.
“Suck all my sweetness and left me in bitter out of tears” this line strike me…your poem never fails to motivate me whenever i read waiting for more poems….keep striving
“Offered me roses and never mentioned about those thorns that hurts”
You are his poet, his song and his everlasting joy. Let those roses bloom which he offered.
Beautiful
You’re the best poet ever
Keep coming it more we love your works
This the best beautiful poetry that I ever read her works are creative and catchy gonna be one of the best author . keep striving waiting for more of your novels and poetry .