Wish Heaven has a phone call…Miss you dear Papa, a short poem

Wish Heaven has a phone call

I would ask God

Why He took you away

Why between us, there is a wall

 

I will ask Him to make me talk to you once

Don’t know if I will hear you again

I will be able to speak up or not

I fear if you still remember me or forgot

 

It will break my heart if you don’t recognize me

But I know I’m always in your heart and you can never hurt me

You will call my name, you will cry

Helpless me, just wish I could fly

 

My name on your lips will take all my pains away

How I wish I could hug you straight away

I will fight with you for leaving us alone

No excuses no reasons

The only thing we want is

Please come back home

 

Home is not the same without you

Every wall, every corner calls only you

The garden looks for those hands

Who used to touch its grass and sit on the land

 

We can’t see you, hug you on the phone

Please please come back home

We promise we won’t feed you again those oats

And all your favorite delicacies will be on your plate

 

Wish Heaven has a phone call

I will tell you your ‘little ones’ mischievous

Sharing it with you will give me some relief

You will cherish to know how naughty they are

They hear your stories through us

Watch your videos and wipe my tears

But wonder where you are

 

Sometimes they look up in the sky and smile

Then I know you were here all this while

Showering your blessings on us

I know you also miss your ‘little ones’

 

Every night, I try to find you in stars

But I can’t find you in the Moon or even Mars

They are only bright and light

But you were and are, our hearts’ delight

 

Wish Heaven has a phone call

I will tell you how much we miss you

You went away so so far

No one can take us there

Tell me if there is any wonder plane, shuttle or car?

 

I will apologize to you for hurting you

For those injections and pills, I gave you

For all the times I didn’t listen to you

And most of all for not being able to save you

 

I will tell you in how much guilt I’m living in

I write, I laugh, I travel just to forget everything

But back home it’s still the same

Every single thought takes me to the flash trail

 

Left only are the triggers of unforgettable memories

And hope to meet you in dreams

We miss your laughter your humor

Your love your aura your simplicity your care

Pray you live happily and healthy now

Whenever you are

 

I will ask you if now you are at peace

Hope no more doctors and drips

I will ask you if you miss us

Or your new friends have replaced us

 

 

I will tell the angels what you love to eat

So that now you get some delicious feast

I will ask you to protect us from above

We always need your guidance and love

 

Wish Heaven has a phone call

I would never let you hang up the call…

 

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