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This poem, “Echoes of Love: A Father’s Longing,” explores a father’s deep love for his son amidst separation and hardship, revealing the pain of lost moments and a constant ache of longing. It examines the complexities of their fractured relationship, including power struggles, while emphasizing the enduring nature of a father’s love that provides solace and reassurance to his son.

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In the still of night, when stars do gleam,
My heart whispers tales of a distant dream.
Of nights we shared, beneath the old bael tree,
Laughing, dreaming, just you and me.

Twenty years have danced, swift and sly,
Since last I held you, heard your sigh.
I remember your first steps, so unsure,
Your laughter echoing, pure and sure.

In the cradle of time, memories wane,
But my love for you, it shall remain.
Like the scent of jasmine in the spring,
A constant, unwavering thing.

Though parted by storms, and bitter squall,
In my heart, you stand tall.
Yet, a deep ache lingers, a silent dread,
For the moments missed, the words left unsaid.

In the quiet of this night, I must unveil,
A truth obscured by shadows pale.
Though the courts granted visiting rights, ’tis true,
The power wielded against me, I could not subdue.

Your mother and her kin, with wealth and might,
Robbed me of moments, stole them from sight.
No matter how I pleaded, how I tried,
Their influence prevailed, my efforts denied.

Poverty shackled my every endeavor,
While they, in opulence, held tight the tether.
Forced to watch from a distance, helpless and torn,
As precious moments slipped by, lost and forlorn.

But through it all, my love for you burned bright,
A beacon in the darkness, a guiding light.
Though circumstance conspired to keep us apart,
Know, my son, you’ve always had my heart.

So as you close your eyes and drift to sleep,
Know that love, though tested, runs deep.
And though injustice may have marred our past,
My love for you, my son, will forever last.

I’ve missed your laughter, your tender gaze,
In the passage of years, through life’s maze.
But the twinkle in your eyes, like stars above,
Reminds me of our boundless love.

Though miles may stretch, and oceans wide,
In my heart, you do reside.
With each wave that crashes to the shore,
I feel your presence more and more.

Though time may weave its tangled thread,
Know this, my son, where’er you tread,
A father’s love, unwavering, true,
Forever flows, from me to you.

Through the trials, through the pain,
Know that love will still remain.
For in the echoes of the past,
Our bond endures, unbroken, steadfast.

So, sleep now, beneath the moon’s soft glow,
Know that in dreams, I’ll softly flow.
But awake, my child, take heed and see,
The love that binds you, binds me.

I ache for the moments, the years flown by,
That I wasn’t there to see you fly.
Helpless, I watched from afar,
Yearning to be where you are.

Reflect on the moments, both old and new,
Cherish the love that has seen you through.
And when you feel lost, adrift at sea,
Remember, my son, you’ll always have me.

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