Father

Unseen love, concealed behind the bars of rigidity.

Unconditional sacrifices, ever-ready to swallow our storms of grief.

From birth till now, it's you who cared the most and kept it confidential to yourself.

You quenched our dreams with your hard-earned time, bestowed happiness to us, keeping your needs aside.

Kept your dreams on stake, gearing up all of us to cheer.

Your presence, a shield, protected us from the clenches of the weird.

Then why, in the end, or at any tip of time, are you left alone with your hardships?

Why are your sacrifices termed as responsibilities and our actions accepted as your fate?

Dear reality, you have shown your colors to fathers who have suffered.

Blot on the face of such creeps who stab at the back of their patrons!

Contemplation shall move you to the truth, let the amendment spread over and around.

The end is time, time respects you when you respect your belongings!

He is your responsibility, your father, never let him suppress in the solitude of nothingness.