i dreamed a boy sitting on chair
and why he is pulling up his hairs
is he failed in some exams
or someone abused him on the ground
he was silent but he cried
his eyes were wet but throat dried
like a breeze, in Atlantic sea
i cant resist so i asked
why u r sitting alone with all urs tears on
he said u r too small to understand that
i will tell u when u will become dad
i asked him to open up again
to get some thing out of his vain
to cry on my shoulders
to hug me like his brother
to look me like a mirror
he in last explained why he cried
he told me
yesterday only the oldy grand oak died
papa cut the oak for way to garage door
i asked why a car for a grand oak
why a new one for the old
why u killed u r son
for just getting a comfort run
u loved him when he was child
you cared him like your divine
you played with him like lovers joke
you slept on him like a paradise pillow
now where have all that divine gone
for the new u killed the old alone
is the value change with the time
and u stared faking ur soul and mind
i cant get the oak for many years
and u cant run ur love car for many years
i was just silent and thinking what to say
in last i said
' plant 14 more oak
for the rejoice of your foe'
JAIDEEP GARG
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-dad-did-this/
