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also known as Fathers Day Shayari

My dear fatherI too would

My dear father,I too would to give you praise,Though a day of celebration,Is never enough to compensate,Is never enough to appreciate,Is never enough to congratulate,The man who’s life to me still dedicate.


Mere Khuda Tera ShukriyaMere Khuda Tera

Mere Khuda Tera Shukriya,Mere Khuda Tera Karam,Mere Abbu Ki Mohabbat Ki Mohabbat Sabse Badi..Yahi Dua K Rahe Uska Sada Mujhpe Reham!


Mind not my contentiousnessUmbrage quite umbilical:Mirror

Mind not my contentiousness,Umbrage quite umbilical:Mirror of my love.


Do U Know Whats The Meaning

Do U Know Whats The Meaning Of FAMILY?F=FatherA=AndM=MotherI=IL=LoveY=YouHappy Fathers Day


M is for the miracle of

M is for the miracle of Being.O is for its origin in love.T is for the tenderness of seeing.H is for a home no wind can move.E is for the ecstasy of living.R is for the recklessness of giving.


Make for me a place within

Make for me a place within your heartOn which I can depend. For only youTouch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,Home through all the wanderings of my years,Eden that no other can renew,Root I cannot rend through rage or art.


God Took The Strength Of A

God Took The Strength Of A Mountain,The Majesty Of A Tree,The Warmth Of A Summer Sun,The Calm Of A Quiet Sea,The Generous Soul Of Nature,The Comforting Arm Of Night,The Wisdom Of The Ages,The Power Of The Eagle’s Flight,The Joy Of A Morning In Spring,The Faith Of A Mustard Seed,The Patience Of Eternity,The Depth Of A Family Need,Then God Combined These Qualities,When There Was Nothing More To Add,He Knew His Masterpiece Was Complete,And So, He Called It … Dad


F Forever With His FamilyA Always

F= Forever With His FamilyA= Always There For You No Matter WhatT= The Only One Who’s ThereH= He’s My Hero Till The EndE= Encouraging In Everything I DoR= Really The Only One…No One Can Beat Him He’s The Best!!!


Make your passions fit your pleasures;Open

Make your passions fit your pleasures;Open up your heart to daysThat offer you unwonted treasures,Happy with what hope betrays.Even without children, childrenRecognize your gentleness‘Ere they wander, errant pilgrimsSearching for their bit of bliss.Destiny is ever kind,Albeit driven by the wind.Yet yearning ends in emptiness.


Mere Khuda Tera ShukriyaMere Khuda Tera

Mere Khuda Tera Shukriya,Mere Khuda Tera Karam,Mere Abbu Ki Mohabbat Ki Mohabbat Sabse Badi..Yahi Dua K Rahe Uska Sada Mujhpe Reham!


Memories lie at anchor in your

Memories lie at anchor in your arms,Under the protection of your mountain:Music in the hollow of the wind.


Make your passions fit your pleasures;Open

Make your passions fit your pleasures;Open up your heart to daysThat offer you unwonted treasures,Happy with what hope betrays.Even without children, childrenRecognize your gentleness‘Ere they wander, errant pilgrimsSearching for their bit of bliss.Destiny is ever kind,Albeit driven by the wind.Yet yearning ends in emptiness.


How beautifully the rushing glassAll molten

How beautifully the rushing glass,All molten gold across the stones,Pours into pools of cloud and sky,Paints a scrim across the deep.Yesterday the milky grassMade a blanket for the bonesOf all the birds who questioned why,Trilling wonder in their cheep.How magically the morning brassEases our phantasmic moans,Ripples salmon in the eye‘Ere the gauzy end of sleep.So, too, the syllables that passDirectly over silent thrones,And thoughts that, graceful, slide right byYon mysteries that dragons keep.


For all that you have given

For all that you have given me,I can return but love. For youBound up the wounds I did not seeAnd gave me hopes and passions new.I can return but love for you,Whose unmoved faith my heart did move,And gave me hopes and passions new,And loved me till I turned to love.Whose unmoved faith did my heart move?The mother of my heart, not blood,Who loved me till I turned to love.And I became the soul I would.The mother of my heart, not blood,Bound up the wounds I did not see.And I became the soul I wouldFor all that you have given me.


Hubblescopes aloft will see anew;Again the

Hubble-scopes aloft will see anew;Again, the centers of our souls will change.Perhaps the things we most believe are true,Ptolemy-, will strike our sons as strange.Years of light, long hidden by the air,Millennia of thought will burst and scatter;Overhead, the stars will still be there,Though shifted from the poles that really matter.How wonderful to know that what we knowEach mystery unravels from below,Reveling in nights beyond the stars!So let it be with every day:Discoveries themselves always betray;A fresh idea files older thoughts away,Yet spins the ancient tales of life on Mars.

A Motherrsquo;s love is sure to

A Mother’s love, is sure to findA way to comfort, ease your mindShe knows just how, to build you upWhen you’re so down, and can’t look upYou love the way, she makes you feel you’re so special, her idealHer thought must start, with God aboveTo bring such caring, with such loveAnd as it flows, gentle rainIt surely helps, when troubles painThe love from mine, is oh so clearI only wish, she was still hereHer warming glow, is missed each dayEven though, I seldom sayBut she did leave, her gift behindTo help me through, when I may pineAnd that’s the feel, known deep insideHer faith and love, I still confideby Roger J. Robicheau


Before I was myself you made

Before I was myself you made me, meWith love and patience, discipline and tears,Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,Allowing me to sail upon my sea,Though well within the headlands of your fears.Before I was myself you made me, meWith dreams enough of what I was to beAnd hopes that would be sculpted by the years,Then bit by bit stepped back to set me free,Relinquishing your powers graduallyTo let me shape myself among my peers.Before I was myself you made me, me,And being good and wise, you gracefullyAs dancers when the last sweet cadence nearsBit by bit stepped back to set me free.For love inspires learning naturally:The mind assents to what the heart reveres.And so it was through love you made me, meBy slowly stepping back to set me free.