My Lost Treasure

Yesterday, Thu Sep 22 2011, while I was tweeting and browsing the Internet, one of my friend, Deepak Agarwal ( at the time of writing this post his id is @dpk_ag) posted image of this poem. This poem is written by Miss Sidra Siddique, a class 9 student, dedicating to her heavenly aboded father. My condolence with the poor girl. May his father rests in peace!

My Lost Treasure

Laid in bare emptiness,
I’m clouded with sheer helplessness,
I saw him lying dead, here,
After the wink of an eye he’s no more here,
The person from whom I’d learn to walk,
loosing him forever is a profound shock.
I miss those fights over the remote,
and of Pa, reading the poems I wrote.
I miss that papered princess I was,
I miss that cornetto with my pocket money that I got,
Pa,
I don’t want my share of teddies,
I don’t want my share of lillies,
I don’t want any one to buy me stilettos,
I don’t want any one to buy me cornettos…..
Because all I want is,
Not joy, neither success, nor pleasure
But all I want is my Pa, My lost treasure …….

-Sidra Siddique

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