Daughter Poems Archive
La’nina, La’nina my gentle one
Beloved daughter, precious pearl
In my pilgrimage many disciplines I learned
Nobler things is the heart of essence
To find the truth thy sightlessness must know
When knowledge speaks thy deafness let cease
Open ears let truth instruct
And all you seek thou shalt find
I knowest thy will and thy fortitude
Thy candor let cease not
Speak thy mind and thy heart albeit tough
Increase thy vigor and autonomy
Obey thy conscience and thy will
Follow they intuition amid the din
No faint fervor nor so hasty desire
Should thy fall arise again and again and fight
Wait for no compulsion, command thyself
Endeavor for mastery of thy psyche
Humble yet mighty a woman
Learn from every situation yet strive to learn from others
It shall offer thee solace and preserve thy might
Submit to nothing but nobleness and gallantry
Let thy loving heart evermore sow seeds of love
Like an athlete go all-out for the prize, the crown
Thou art independent and liberal
Do not be a slave of thought and people and situations
When trials come pray and always seek God for guidance
Strive to His will, He is thy Father and forever friend
She’s just a darling little girl, as precious as a lamb,
She rules our home in many way that not another can.
She’s in and out, and here and there, throughout our busy day,
And many times I stop my work because she wants to play.
Every day I’m forced to question if I’m doing the right
thing – when I’m telling her the stories of the mythological
Kings, stories of the goddess and of Mother Nature’s wings, cos
It’s when they’re really young that’s when the learning begins. I
Passionate symbols symbolized
Theories theoretically theorized
The semblance of your semantics synchronized
What you mean to me I wish it could be
All day long,
I stand to think of you.
All night long,
I lay to gratify
Your crystalising beauty.
From a distant land through a million years,
Our trail has come so far,
Through many trials, toil and fear,
In the light of a guiding star.
like a bottle containing a vast ocean
like a weak overflowing dam
My heart bottles inside unpunctual love
There was upon a time…it’s been some years ago.
Once she, a little girl…now grown, a girl we know.
This little girl was she…as perfect as one could;
So sweet and precious too….in awe, her mother stood.
I look into your eyes each morning
And I thank god you are mine
Not only are you my beginning
You are my end of time
I am today’s girl
I am a modern girl
my emotional maturity is my plus
my confidence level is outstanding
we are of the modern blend