MY FATHER

T'was with a crushed heart and a dejected soul,
that she came panting into the Creator's abode.
Desperate was she, to flee from the planet of insanity,
To abscond from threatening and asphyxiating clutches of toxicity - the drama of Love.

Her eyes, which used to sparkle with joy and love,
were now puffy and overflowing with tears, staining her pale cheeks.
With a forlorn mind and sore feelings
she sat down with much effort, at the Creator's feet.

He stroked her worried head, with his mighty hands and said,
'' I love you, my daughter. You are MINE.'