It has been said
Every cup seeps out of what it contains
My father is an exemption
Trenched in sadness
Filled to the brim with pain
Yet always oozing fun and joy
A bundle of delight
Captured in a human form
Bouncing with elation
Sharp in his wit
A magnet of humour
A storyteller without a rival
A sparkle of light
Landed from Heaven
Intense… flowing poise and euphoria
Endearing to the oppressed
Fearless before the cruel
Gentle, yet audacious
Cheeky, mischievous, playful like a child
Adored by little ones
Charming to all around
Graceful like a scented rose
Awesome in his wisdom
Eccentric yet sublime
Serene in his demeanour
Modest in his splendour
Humble yet grand
To his curious mind
Knowledge is his quest and treasure
Learning, from cradle to grave
A smile-painter, life-infuser
A heart-healer, pain-soother
A magic-performer without a wand
A bright light in an ocean of darkness
Earth is much dimmer with his departure
But Heaven is glowing ever brighter
Paradise is rocking with angels’ laughter
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Poetry for Palestine 