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Dear DadFace of you is the first thing I remember Always had a glow like an ember You did whatever it took Made me smile with that look You held my hand When I tried to stand Protect me in shell When I fell We had our good times and bad too But you always made...
Face of you is the first thing I remember
Always had a glow like an ember
You did whatever it took
Made me smile with that look
You held my hand
When I tried to stand
Protect me in shell
When I fell
We had our good times and bad too
But you always made me win over you
I wish I could learn a lot more from you
What I am is because of you
I wish I could be a good son
So many things, I wish I had done
You as a father makes me proud
I can scream it out and loud
GOD wanted you more than us here
I know you will protect us even from up there
Thank GOD he chose you for me
For your heavenly life, to GOD I plea
Last Page from a Martyr’s Diary
Originally posted on affanaali: She ran to the door as the bell rang A man in uniform, with an envelope in his hand He saluted her with the entire honor Handed her the envelope and sat in the corner She looked as if her wounds have healed Ran to the kitchen to get it...
She ran to the door as the bell rang
A man in uniform, with an envelope in his hand
He saluted her with the entire honor
Handed her the envelope and sat in the corner
She looked as if her wounds have healed
Ran to the kitchen to get it pealed
The letter was stained, with blood and sand
Opening the letter with trembling hand
Smell was clear of gun smoke
As she read the words he wrote
It was from her love in a far off land
A shiver was visible in her hand
He left a son and was freshly wed
His love was called to join the deck
I fought with bravery and fought with zeal
I made my enemy to defeat and kneel
My country asked for duties of its son
I kept my courage until it was won
This is what I signed up to…
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Men Out There
Out there in a dark, quiet mysterious night Hidden in the grass, covered with mud Six feet tall, a handsome looking guy He is not terrified by the thundering clouds He is not taken back by the scary sea He doesn’t show a sign of threat He is not fearful of thunder or...
Out there in a dark, quiet mysterious night
Hidden in the grass, covered with mud
Six feet tall, a handsome looking guy
He is not terrified by the thundering clouds
He is not taken back by the scary sea
He doesn’t show a sign of threat
He is not fearful of thunder or storm
He is there in dawn or dusk
He stays still even if it rains or hail
He is not bothered of getting sick
Is he not afraid of all the things around?
A single bullet can kill him, if he is found
He doesn’t care that he is sleep deprived
He doesn’t care that he is tired
He is wide awake and vigilant in his task
Lying there unmoved, without blinking an eye
Why is he out there, doesn’t he has a home
Wife, children, not a single relative at all
He reminds himself of this ancient creed
He has a belief that he is the last hope
These barren sands are his home
Why is he doing this, and for who
For the sake of his home, for the peace of his land
This is what he has been trained to do
Last Page from a Martyr’s Diary
She ran to the door as the bell rang A man in uniform, with an envelope in his hand He saluted her with the entire honor Handed her the envelope and sat in the corner She looked as if her wounds have healed Ran to the kitchen to get it pealed The letter was stained,...
She ran to the door as the bell rang
A man in uniform, with an envelope in his hand
He saluted her with the entire honor
Handed her the envelope and sat in the corner
She looked as if her wounds have healed
Ran to the kitchen to get it pealed
The letter was stained, with blood and sand
Opening the letter with trembling hand
Smell was clear of gun smoke
As she read the words he wrote
It was from her love in a far off land
A shiver was visible in her hand
He left a son and was freshly wed
His love was called to join the deck
I fought with bravery and fought with zeal
I made my enemy to defeat and kneel
My country asked for duties of its son
I kept my courage until it was won
This is what I signed up to do
so my country can stay Free and True
Don’t worry about me anymore
I will be in rest and peace for sure
I will go now, as things started to fade
Remember crying over a martyr is forbade
I know I will not see you, I know I will die
Before it is late to say good bye
There is something I must say
I thought of you all each and every day
I am sorry to break, the promise I made
I know you’re alone but don’t be afraid
God who called me to his home
He is the one who won’t let you roam
I love you all and miss you too
She wiped her tears and stand up high
Ready to sacrifice her son with smile
The Most Deserving – Mother
Originally posted on affanaali: Looking at the full moon lately, a strange thought hit like an electric bolt, the shaded area on the moon resembles to a picture where a mother is sitting with her child in her hands. It is just my own perception and thought and I don’t want to enforce it...
Looking at the full moon lately, a strange thought hit like an electric bolt, the shaded area on the moon resembles to a picture where a mother is sitting with her child in her hands. It is just my own perception and thought and I don’t want to enforce it to anyone, but it got strong when I gathered my thoughts and came to a conclusion that no wonder our Holy Prophet said mother, mother, mother when asked who should be taken care of more a father or a mother.
Mother, Mom, Mommy, Maa, Amma, Ammi, Ummi all these refer to one and one person in our lives and i.e. our mothers. Starting from the day when you are announced to born she is the one person who takes all the hardships to bear you, all this does not offer her a vacation from her routine duties instead this…
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Thank you for being there
You were there when i opened my eye You were there when i wanted to cry You had a smile when i took my first step You were there when i needed the help You were there when i didn’t know how to eat You were there to wash my dirty feet You were there...
You were there when i opened my eye
You were there when i wanted to cry
You had a smile when i took my first step
You were there when i needed the help
You were there when i didn’t know how to eat
You were there to wash my dirty feet
You were there when i was flat
You were the one who made me glad
You always showed me what is right
My every success was always your pride
MoM i dont have words to say it to you
Just want to say i live you too
Happy Mother’s Day
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