This poem was written by me last year. I really want to dedicate this to the Jawans #Pulwama #RIP #Realheroes
Dear my little princess
The day I first met you, I knew
You are mine and I’m your shining knight in armour
Gentle as morning dew was your smile
Elegant as a peacock was your moves
My eyes flooded when you first held my hand
You were confused; yet you smiled back at me
Your smile lit up my world and that very minute
I gave my heart to you
I was young; I never understood anything that you spoke
I took you in my arms and sang a song
that you never understood
When you put head on my shoulders to rest,
a small drop of tear touched my eyes
As you put your arms around me
I knew that I was holding a precious flower
I spent all my time with you for you were my world
Beyond my horizon was a dream to walk with you forever
I wanted everything best to fall on your feet
You composed a new symphony,
a music made with pure love
You took a big step like a wave touching the sea bed,
every other steps were dancing waves
Your smile was so mesmerising like a pearl
shining from an Oyster
Your kisses were divine and pure as a rain drop
Your colours painted my life with colours that I never knew
You turned me into a responsible man child
For I was your playmate, your friend, your Hero
The day I had to let go of you was the day that my heart bled
I had to choose your life over my life
I had to fight to make sure you cuddle safe in bed
I remembered the walks I took with you
I missed your voice yet I heard them in the warzone
I’m scared to think what might happen tomorrow
I’m here to teach you to be loyal to the country
and to be brave
The day you read this, I will be watching over you
From above, smiling at you
Never look back to cry baby
Of everyone you know the life of a soldier
Always remember that you are the apple of my eye
Your crown is always in my heart
You are my reflection
My princess – Never be a damsel in distress,
help the ones who needs help
You are my pride – my little lioness
Wear your confidence;
don’t let your emotions turn to your weakness
Let go of your imagination with faith, hope and love
Be tough as a lightening and gentle as the clouds
Always know that I’m proud of you
You are my dear little princess – My daughter
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