Hey Daddy

If you have the gift to write use it. There must be someone behind our beautiful planet.

Hands

While having the morning tea,
The smell of losing engulfed me,
Was it you, Was it me or destiny,
Someone was responsible,

That night I waited till sunrise,
Why you didn't show up,
Maybe you had a reason,
Which I would never know,

Wherever you are I believe,
That you are fine,
With whom you're I hope,
That you are happy,

Now I know it doesn't matter,
But the heart ache so far,
I woke up from my stance,
Hearing the call-Daddy!

Shaloo Walia from India on September 16, 2019:

Beautifully penned!