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My Father

Nov 16, 2024
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Updated: Jul 15, 2025

By Ayesha Farheen KA


A Man at the  age of Fifties,

Striving still to make victories.

Never tired,never lost,

Walked on his own path,

Believe in self,like a king,

Creates his own paradise.

Hardships,struggles, hardwork,

Has obtain a success for him.

Always believe in Almighty,

Fully faithful,perform prayer,

Never turned back to the destiny.

Praising him,is just a word,

But to chase hin,is unimaginable,

Sleep,rest,nap,

Are  these clocks for him only few hours.

But rest of the hours clocks him for the hardwork.

His family is always his first priority,

Make sure that his daughters are at ease,

Appreciate my mom very deliberately.

My Abba, you are a Gem,

My Abba you are a Hero,

My Abba you are an Inspiration,

My Abba you are my idol,

You are the best dad for us,

Always thought to express about you,

And this is only for you.

I am a proud daughter of my dad,

I can cherish all the things only because of you.


By Ayesha Farheen KA


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