ode to the paternal philia

In the courtroom of god,was a mistake done
intentional or unintentional noone knows not
the sentence pronounced is same to all and one
the one unpronounced,pertains to the lesser sinned
Serpent or she,the actual sinned or to be blamed
this question now ,is defamed
for a long run now the cost he bears
the cost of ones love going unnoticed
for the simplest reason, power of speech he lacks
She is the metaphor of love and care
while he,in affection, has no flair
for when you fall as a tiny tot
remembrance lasts ,of her soft hands that lifted you up
but there seems to lack memories of the little smile he gave,
that hurt you hard in the heart,not to inflict pain
only so that the next time you fall,you get up on your own and be brave.
In your pains, tears she shed,the soothing words that she said
rings in your ears all these years ,and long for it ,though old and grown
In your pain he sheds no tear,shrugs and says, so you arent even near
the goals and dreams that you aim, you need to be hard ,you need to believe
But in his heart deep within, the tear he sheds the world denies to see.
Its great no doubt her love unscathed purer than the purest ever
But greater is the love he has,not connected by any cord
her love when blinds her from reason
his criticism and rational,though sounds like treason
Its momentous and shapes you to be real You.


I have learnt a lot from my father. mother's affection is no doubt great but i have always felt that noone realizes and acknowledges a father's affection as much.So i decided to put this up.