A couplet in a cold night... We sang, we danced, we laughed, and we rolled; We created games and tales we told, And all of a sudden life is so cold; Without you there is no one to hold.
A couplet in a cold night...

We sang, we danced, we laughed, and we rolled;

We created games and tales we told,

And all of a sudden life is so cold;

Without you there is no one to hold. poetry stories
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satyashishbaner
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A soulful poem from a father missing his son.

A couplet in a cold night... We sang, we danced, we laughed, and we rolled; We created games and tales we told, And all of a sudden life is so cold; Without you there is no one to hold.

You ran and opened the door when I knocked; Seeing me was a pleasant shock, Now I open the door, and there’s no one to talk; And your thoughts come pouring, which I just can’t block.

I remember you face with that mischievous smile; Your never ending questions: which made me rile, Now I sit and stare at the empty aisle; While in my barren heart, your thoughts compile.

I wonder what made me leave you and go; Aren’t you more precious than my own ego? Seeking answers my time does slowly flow; But the void you left makes me feel hollow.

Fathers are heartless; is what people say; But I feel this pain in every way, Wish I hear again that laughter someday; With all my heart I can only pray.

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