Larry Louie
By
Santosh Kumar Pokhrel
My Father, Sweets and Beatle Shops
I recall my moments with you
Those days erstwhile
In memories those recoil
And emotions my boil
All while through
As I miss you.
When you led me holding my tiny hand
We walked in a tight band
On the way back home
From your market land
That you used to visit almost everyday
That was your way
Seeing guys and passing time
And I was also not away
from your life of everyday.
And I sometimes did also go
In your company though
With concealed intent
With my latent bend
To your graceful hold; and my tweets
To ask me buy some sweets.
I remember a market you took me to
Used to be crowded and into
The beatle shops stood amid
Standing in shades vivid.
Oh how we managed to do this job!
Pierced through the human mob
And reached the stall tip tops
The chewing beatle shops!
Father you have done great for me
By molding my conscience degree
Those still guide me through
Life and life spree,
And get myself from pains free.
I know these pains are too futile
And happiness is worthwhile
But may turn prompt in vain
So every moment should I, entertain
And from anxieties refrain!
Wow! Very- very touching heart
Vivid and true...nostalgia grants some relief.