Papa anna daddy abba unka ek naam nhi hai

Awsum one priyanshu... 

I really enjoyed every line of poetry...

keep going....

Very nice efforts My dear friend Priyanshu

Keep posting :-)

thanks Mansha 

god bless u dear!!!

very nice priya...

thanks for such a wonderful post.

Awsum lines...... I Love ur poetry.....

Keep sharing n A BIG THANKS.....

Hi Priyanshu......

Really a nice poem.....you r tully said.....

Thanks for sharing........................

Originally posted by : Rajveer Singh, CS Gurgaon
	really nice work yar this is an art jo har kisi me nhi hoti n every art is saluteable

Really nice dear and so heart touching

My dear Father!

You are a blessing from above
Of understanding, care and love
You nurtured me in bad times
And protected me from hot sun shine
Like and angle, like my own aura
You are there with me forever
Death doth part us, you are my living
You gave me life, I’m your breeding
Its not just this world the material around
More of love and care inside out
I’m the seed the un-sown self
You furnished my roots with
Food physical and spiritual
For have brought me up so well
So loving and sincere
I’m the helpless grain of sand
I won’t stay long in your hands
I flow with your teachings of freedom
With all the love for you, I’m overwhelmed
You are the best thing in my life
You are the wings, I’m the feather
You make my life so beautiful
You add the magical colour
I love you with all my might
You the the only one for me. My dear Father!

Again a sixer...!!

( IPL chal raha na)

Thank you Priyanshu for the wonderful sharing.....LOVE U DAD.

What Makes a Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so,

He called it ... Dad

~~Author Unknown.~~

Thank you so much for the poem..

Jab kabhi bhi humne kahin haar dekhi hai to

maa to aansoon se roti hai par papa kabhi saamne nhi rote hain

hamare saamne ek nayi urja bote hain apne lafzon me

bus itna kehte hain ki utho mere bachche aise bachchon ki tarah nhi rote hain

bajrang baan