#Daddy

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  • kirti24 4d

    Her favourite!!

    A wedding album of thousand photos and her favourite was the one in which she was hugging her dad ....❤️

    Kirti❤️

  • srishti126 1w

    I would love to dedicate a song for my daddy -
    "saat samundar par se
    gudiyon ke baazar se
    acchi si gudiya laana,
    gudiya chahe na laana,
    Papa jaldii aa jana
    Papa jaldi aa jana"


    @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @secretwords @the_pensive_pen @__dahiyagargii__ @iammusaafiir @tomorrow_is_amazing @when_eyes_narrate
    #daddy

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    A girl loves his father the most because she knows at least one man in her life who would never hurt. No one in this world can love a girl more than her father. Being a daddy's girl is like having a permanent armor for the rest of the life. Love you daddy


    ©srishti126

  • calmheart_ 1w

    Come Back Home

    Daddy do you love me?
    Do you even care?

    Everyday I watch mom smoke cigarettes in the wash room.
    I watch her cry her eyes out and rehydrating herself to death with whiskey.

    Daddy where are you?

    I want to tell you everything I've been experiencing but you're never around.

    I've never known what love is.
    I'm turning eighteen next year.
    I don't know how to react to guys since I've never had a father my entire life.

    I need you Daddy!

    There's still time to make up for what we lost.
    Mom is so depressed and I do everything on my own.
    I got into NYU, I wonder if you knew... you'd be happy for me.

    What do you look like?
    Am I your only child?

    How will I ever know?

    I feel so ALONE.

    Daddy?... Please, come back home.
    ©calmheart_

  • alainajane 1w

    Unfurling Fragrance

    Smelling so sweet, so red
    and pleasantly plump...
    These roses, the unfurling fragrance,
    are parallel with love!
    Don't be scared,
    Cause it fits like a glove...
    I smelled you once,
    and I knew you were close!
    Things went right,
    but I don't wanna expose....
    Meanwhile, my love for you hasn't faded
    but that fragrance won't leave my mind....
    You left me years ago, now I sit here jaded,
    with nothing more than
    a red rose in my hand...
    That unfurling fragrance,
    And memories of you.... They flood my mind,
    Regularly.....The day you left
    was more than just special...
    21 guns and the red, white, and blue were both present....
    Yet, I sat lost in my memories!
    I sat with them, completely content,
    Good, bad, and indifferent.....
    Red roses, remind me of light and your love!
    That unfurling fragrance,
    Of red roses, they fit like a glove...
    As I sit in silence,
    your love is engraved into me...
    Roses bring joy, and pain,
    but my memories still remain!!
    As I sit here, roses bringing me happiness,
    I remember you in every moment!!
    But roses, they are abundant,
    And this has really been an adjustment...
    But my life wouldn't be the same,
    if I'd never known your name!

    I still love you Daddy!
    Rest in Peace

    ©alainajane

  • nivethavaradharajan 2w

    #Daddy's_girl����@write_tanglish

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    அவளின் அவன்

    சில நேரங்களில் உண்னை மட்டும் நினைத்து கொள்வதுண்டு!
    வேறு எவராலும் உண்ணைப் போல் எண்னை புரிந்துகொள்ள முடியாது!
    பேனா பிடிப்பது முதல் சாலை கடப்பது வரை அத்துனையிலும் என் மீது உன் சாயல் தான்!
    இன்றும் நினைவிருக்கிறது... என் கால்தடம் புகைப்படம் ஆன கதை!
    உன் அலாதி அன்பினை யான் அறிவேன், என் உலறல்களின் ஒலிப்பதிவை நீ இன்றும் கேட்கும்போது!! கழுத்தில் தொங்கியவள், தாவணியில் நாணி நிற்பதை கண்டு,
    கடலென கண் கடந்த கண்ணீரை இரகசியமாய் கட்டுப்படுத்தியதை நின் கைக்குட்டை காட்டி கொடுத்துவிட்டது!
    என் வார்த்தையை நீ மறுத்ததும் இல்லை,
    உன் வார்த்தையை நான் எதிர்த்ததும் இல்லை,
    நா கூசாமல் கிழிந்து போன என் தோசையை பாராட்டும் உன் பொய்
    மீது எப்போதும் எனக்கு தீராக் காதல் உண்டு!
    பாரதியும் நிச்சயம் தோற்றிருப்பான் உண்னிடத்தில!!் பெண் பிள்ளை வளர்க்கும் கலையில்!!
    ©nivethavaradharajan

  • diksha_verma 2w

    Fathers day

    यू तोह दुनिया में माँ लाई मुझे
    मगर एहसास है अब,
    कि मैं पापा की बेटी हूँ।
    यू तोह हमेशा माँ की तरफदार थी मैं
    पर अब पता चला , मैं पापा की बेटी हूँ।
    यू तोह माँ ने गोद मे सुलाया था,
    पर झूले की ज़िद में, मैंने पापा को भी अक्सर जगाया था,
    पापा की थपकी के बिन नींद नही आती थी,
    पर अब मैं यह कहती हूँ,
    माँ की तोह मैं हमेश से थी,
    पर अब मैं पापा की बेटी हूँ।

    वोह टी. वी. के लिए झगड़ना,
    पापा का इतना अकड़ना,
    फिर मेरी नाराज़ी,
    पापा की कोशिश ज़रा सी..
    मेरे लिए चॉक्लेट ले आना,
    नहीं कहा कभी प्यार हैं मुझसे ,
    फिर क्यों ऐसे जताना।
    एक बार भी गले नही लगी उनकी मैं,
    फिर भी हैं बताना,
    आज भी उस दिन के इंतज़ार में बैठी हूँ..
    शायद दूर बोहोत हैं हम,
    पर फिर भी मैं पापा की बेटी हूँ।
    हम दोनों खाने के शौकीन,
    कुछ मीठा , ज़्यादा तीख-नमकीन,
    रिश्ता था कुछ ऐसा ही,
    बाप बेटी कम, दोस्त जैसा ही,
    पर अब पता चला,
    भले ही कुछ सालों की मोहलत थी,
    पर मेरा परिवार ही मेरी दौलत थी।
    पापा से ही थी त्योहारो में रौनक,
    मैंने नही माना, पर माँ के साथ मुझे पापा की भी ज़रूरत थी।
    कभी कभी उन दिनों को याद कर रोती हूँ,
    और अब हक से यह कहती हूँ,
    चाहे ना मानो आज आप मुझे,
    पर फिर भी मैं, आपकी बेटी हूँ।

    पर आप चिंता मत करना, कुछ लोग अच्छे पाए हैं,
    मेरी ज़िंदगी मे अचानक से कुछ फरिश्ते आये हैं।
    कभी मुझसे नाराज़ होते है, तोह कभी मुझे मनाते हैं,
    मेरे दिल मे रहते है वोह,
    मेरे दोस्त कहलाते हैं,

    आप दोनों तोह दूर चले गए,
    पर अपनी हर बात से दिल मे और समाते हैं,
    उनका प्यार हैं बस, फ़र्ज़ या एहसान नही मुझपे, वोह मेरे दोस्त कहलाते हैं।

    आप तोह चले गए, पर उनके संग ज़िन्दगी बितानी हैं,
    ये जीवन दिया हैं आपने, पर उन्ही को जीने की वजह बनानी हैं,

    आपकी जगह कोई नही ले सकता, आज यह विश्वास दिलाती हूँ,
    हाँ मेरी ज़िंदगी वोह हैं अब,
    पर इस ज़िन्दगी को जीने वाली,
    आज भी मैं आपकी बेटी हूँ।
    Link in bio:
    https://youtu.be/wNeCHuKMoRi

    ©diksha_verma

  • umaynah 2w

    Another failed business
    Lost properties, unachieved goals
    Chins up, shoulders relaxed
    He's unbothered
    He's not the type that gives up easily
    He will find a way out
    They say dead lions don't roar
    They don't know my father


    ©umaynah

  • priyanka32 2w

    #coffee bean☕
    #uniqueness
    #daddy love��

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    ....And it reminded me of the coffee bean story, which I had experienced..
    When a young daughter complained about how hard her life was and how she had many circumstances, her dad took her to the kitchen and handed her a coffee bean..☕
    She put on the stove..
    And after about fifteen minutes..the only unique ground form of coffee bean..which retained its original form yet gave out something very useful- "coffee"..
    It didn't change itself but it changed the water it had been dropped into..
    The dad asked the daughter which one she would like to be when "ADVERSITY STRUCK ?"
    She finally said, "A COFFEE BEAN"
    That evening I saw a sigh of relief on her face.....☕
    ©priyanka32

  • sturmfrei 2w

    All I know,
    You are alive
    In my nights of
    Dawn, you breath
    Deep inside my soul,
    You trust me for the miles
    Of distance I'll walk
    To succeed and you'll
    Be in my heart for the
    Beats I endure.

    -Miss you dad
    ©ethical_to_ink

  • copied_unknow 3w

    A. Reflection

    When you see the reflection of your dad in you.. how you feel... Don't you miss that priceless voice .. she is my princess..

    ©copied_unknow

  • butterflygirl 3w

    Damage

    , I have to watch you grow from such a small Young innocent little girl in a home that was full off hate and violence the pain that covered the walls no child should grow is up and such a house no child should have to grow up in such a family I had to watch you in your tear stained face ask when mummy was coming home and I didn't know what to say because mummy was chasing daddy once again I watched you grow into a young lady so full of potential and all I hope is that the things you saw the things you heard has not damaged you like it did to me

  • daivas 3w

    Landlord

    Born doyen among the noble sire and sons
    Gaining home and later the social lead
    Tying knots among the fine social stands
    For he grew adamant and not ambitious.

    While witnessing family in rise and fall
    He passed the test in miserable recall
    Parting one after another, piercing his soul
    He awaited someone specially to love.

    Curses of same blood haunted his thoughts
    The air he hold of social honour followed
    Shades of human misery he encountered
    Drew him through few aspects of life.

    Wedding bells rang late near mid thirties
    Soon a girl's baptism triggered grace and joy
    While the home rejoiced in reunion and hope
    His heart wept in pain for the son he wished.

    Four years crawled like the pretty little thing
    A time he sew up the brawl erupted inwards
    Gathering enough guts to put things anew
    Retelling a mythical tale of rotten haplessness.

    Eight more years, fanning his spark to glare
    A great clergyman, a kinsman of wife's, foretold
    A birth indispensable for fortune to put a hold
    Girls of twelve and eight saw no nightmare.

    Acquaintance he made proved a worthy catch
    Bobby turn up great with rich fruits and few notes
    Josukutty offered gods a shave head on new born
    Optimistic but complex, he dare to expect this time.

    He crafted no dreams, after running the chance
    Head putting up a fight with heart as cold as ice
    Words were cut short, and mind no one's glance
    And awaited in prayer for good news to walkout.
    ©daivas

  • gary_is_about_to_write 3w

    Heal

    You heal my wounds like a doctor
    You love me deeply, my father

    You heal my soul like an angel
    You feel my feelings, my mother

    You both heal my mind like a miracle
    You care for me forever, my parents

    ©gary_is_about_to_write

  • the_silent_shewolf 3w

    Daddy Dearest

    A girls greatest love,
    A girls favorite super hero.
    I missed all that.

    Why did you leave me?
    Why does it hurt so much?
    My very first heartbreak.

    I only know what they've told me,
    I only know that I miss you so.
    Daddy dearest I love you.

    You will always be in my heart.
    I will always hurt for you,
    And I don't even know you.

    I'm sorry I've blamed you.
    I'm sorry that I hated you.
    All I want is to feel your embrace.

    Tu me manques Daddy dearest.
    ©the_silent_shewolf

  • heba_moazzam 3w

    .... "Daddy,Let me walk
    again holding
    your finger",I said.
    And the most
    loving & indulgent soul
    stepped with me.

    ©heba_moazzam

  • ektaghadle 4w

    Father

    Wretched clothes, dry feet and a broken limb
    But a father cannot let his offspring future sink
    He makes night and day together
    To give a life to his family forever
    His trial and tribulations are never met any confrontation
    For he never wants his family to live in apprehension
    God bless his soul for he can never retire
    Unless his children get a life of beautiful attire
    His prayers are constant and his blessings are pure
    For he is the father masked as a deity for sure!
    ©ektaghadle

  • mastinxian 4w

    Someone in a black
    Who always take care of me and always raise me
    Someone in a black
    Is in a good place now
    Someone in a black
    That used to advice me
    Someone in a black is in a heaven now
    Someone in a black it is my father
    @mastinxian

  • melo26 4w

    Father...

    A father is someone you look up to no matter how tall you grow
    ©melo26

  • belgaonkarpayal 4w

    Farhan was in the living room. And his wife, Sara, was in the bedroom singing to Usma's younger sister, Rabiya, a lullaby, "Go to sleep my little angel..!"

    But suddenly the front door opens up and Farhan sees Sara coming in with groceries!

    That was the last time Usma saw her daddy alive!



    ©belgaonkarpayal

  • tejaswi86 5w

    Dear Father,

    I try to find a way to describe you
    I look up every word so I can write abt u
    I ain't good enough for I fail to do so

    Kindness is your virtue and I have that in me too

    To the one above I thank you
    It's not everyday that I tell you
    Dear Father how much I love you
    I'm proud that I have you in me
    For your love is God's hand on me
    ©tejaswi86