Many a men say
I take after you
But you don't seem to agree
To you
I'm just another disappointment
Another daughter you wish was a son
But I wasn't born with hanging parts
I still try, though
To make up for the loss
Although most of the time
I'm not even sure what the loss is though
Maybe my efforts are futile
You keep telling others you have no hope in me
Even though they keep telling you that I am your only hope
Possibly
Whatever they say
Whatever you think
Know that I still have hope
That one day
You will see
That I'm the only light that shines
In the deep dark tunnel
Of your life.
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Manisha Dhalani
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Comments (7)
A beautiful sad set of words
Oh, this is sad, and I hope it isn't autobiographical!
People who only want sons and not daughters do not deserve to have children. Simple as that. Loved your poem. Hope you're okay. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
I pray this is not the reality you endure in your life but are able to see in others (though I would pray it not be there, either). Prayers & blessings to you & yours, & please know you could never be a disappointment to those of us who care. We may hurt for you, but never abandon you.
Oh. Nicely done. ** Children need to live their lives for themselves, not others. We all search for approval, but one day, you realize you don't need the approval - AND then you are FREE.🆓❣️
Awww, this is so relatable to think about the father-daughter relationship
So true 💜💜