Holding my hands you have taught me,
How to measure the right scales of life.
Croon me once more that sugary lullaby,
Which will take me out of this unethical world.
You have always wiped away,
My trepidation, my hidden blubbering.
Your love for me is to the depth, breadth and height.
You are always a source of motivation to me.
Your words have strengthened me how to fight.
For me, you are all in all.
My Almighty, my friend, my mentor.
The joy of being your daughter,
Is like a gift to me from the heaven above.
Our future will be of gold where we will stay one.
Be it joy or sorrow,
In my next birth I crave to have
The bliss of your lap.
NOTE FROM THE AUTOR:
I dedicate this poem to all the parents in this world for their unconditional love towards their children.
Deepika Singh hails from Margherita-Assam, India. A teacher by profession; poetry is an undying passion for her. Through poetry she explores herself. Considering self-satisfaction as a vision for her; she loves to utter the unsaid words. Some of her work has been featured in national and international platforms. She is also the first female from the Eastern part of India to make State and World Record in Rangoli. Through poetry she wants to touch people’s souls. She believes that words can change the world if put in a right way.