कविता–हिन्दी
Father is not a puzzle,
He is very simple and clear.
His heart sometimes
cries only for his children dear.
His gentle advice,
His endless unwanted talks,
A sudden scolding at times-
None of these his goodness blocks.
They never stain his heart,
Nor make his spirit rough;
A father’s soul stays pure,
Unsoiled by moments tough.
A father is a father-
Like the sacred Ganga’s flow,
Carrying a spirit pure,
A divine blessing we know.
Anil Kumar Mishra, Ranchi, India
