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Sorry, dad...

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You’ve done all that you can, pulled the puzzle together
You know you have to prove yourself, that you can do it better
You have a sharp pain in the head, but that doesn’t even matter
You have a guitar in your hand, but you won’t play it, rather
You’ll take up all the things you hate, and you’ll do the latter
Just because the world’s too fast, but you want to tell your father
That you have what it takes, to make him feel better.
But you can’t take it anymore, you’re losing yourself altogether

 

Father, I need you, I need you dad;
You know I love you, I’ve always had,
I know you care for what I want;
I know you’ll love me even if I don’t.
You’ve been the perfect father to me;
But dad, I’ve tried hard, can’t you see?
I’m not meant to do this, I just can’t;
For once, I need to do just what I want.
I can’t get straight A’s, I can’t ace;
I need to live free, have my space.
You’ve worked hard all your life; I know dad;
I’ve tried to be like you real bad…
I know we’re not rich, that I need to earn;
I know life’s hard and I need to learn.
I know I’ll be the one to support,
Our family after you, to guard our fort;
But tears drop from my eyes, I’ve started to realize
I’m not your savior, not your guide; I’m not your prize;
For being strong all your life;




— dhruv, Nov 01, 2008

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zarul

17 years 7 months ago

whoa, what an honest poem this is.

Yeah, i agree witn you along the way. This is confessions from you. And writing onfession is hard for during the process, lots of things tangled up in one's head. And one need to arrange the informations and take only what are important. Sometimes, we failed to accomplishes what our father expects us to be, although he had done his best. That time, we could just say to him that 'Dad, i know how much you had sacrificed, and i disappointed you. But, that's me. I aint perfect. You dont have choices but just to accept that fact' There is something you might considet : i) stanza 1 line 2 add 'do' in the middle of 'can ' and 'it'. ii) stanza 1 line 3 change 'a pain' to 'pains' I hope that you may consider those suggestions of mine. You are thev writer; you have rights to either take it or drop it. Remember, other's comments are very useful in developing your works. And you may read "BROKEN AND UNFULFILLED PROMISES' in my page. it is quite the same theme with this poem of yours. GREAT EFFORTS ON THIS ONE EXCELLENT CONGRATS SMILE GREAT DAY ZARUL
dhruv

dhruv

17 years 7 months ago

thanks

thanks for your response. and your suggestions have been implemented, I didn't look too hard to spot those mistakes. thanks for spotting them for me!
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zarul

17 years 7 months ago

WELCOME !!!!

DONT forget to check out my page and read my poems. Especially the latest an 'BROKEN AND UNFULFILLED PROMISES' lOOK forwad tp hear from u
Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 7 months ago

dhruv,

this is beautiful, these strong words to stand on your own to feet and show the father that you must go your way. It's never easy to tell a father that you are your own man and not a little boy without hurting him. this line proves it to me: "I know you care for what I want; I know you’ll love me even if I don’t." great job expressing your deep thought! thanks, Eddie "do like the once barren tree: flourish and like the planted seed: rise" Jose de Diego
dhruv

dhruv

17 years 7 months ago

thanks, eddie. sadly enough,

thanks, eddie. sadly enough, i don't think i can ever tell my dad all this. the piece of paper i wrote this on must carry all the burden..
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nik

17 years 6 months ago

good poem

it is really a good poem, Dhruv. i love that, yaar but you haven't been replying for ages yaar.