Poem – I knew you wouldn’t love him…
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I knew you wouldn’t love him for all the scars he left on you when you were young.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for all my crying nights in front of you.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for he left an ‘infant’ in the cradle never looking back.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for he made you a ‘Fatherless child’ for another woman.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for all the time you needed him the most and never he was there.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for all the ordeals the society gave you.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for the tears that rolled up on your cheeks when they castigated me for rising you on my own.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for he did not set a perfect example for a “perfect family” so that you wish to have one.
I knew you wouldn’t love him for he would make you guilty for telling people that you are his son.
I knew you would not love him. I knew you would hate him.
I knew you would hate him someday yearning with the pain of having a ‘heartless father’.
I knew you would hate him for all the pain he gave you that haunted you every time .I knew you would hate me.
But I loved you. For you had given me the reason and breath to live. You might be just his living son but you are everything to me.
I still remember the night you were whispering “Father!Where are you?”.
I was scared. I was scared of the fact that dearth of his love might make you believe less in yourself someday.
I was afraid that you would fall in the pit like me someday.
You might be just his son but you are everything to me.
So I lied. I lied he was dead.
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