Parents and their Daughters

In towns and cities connected by roads

Never distant are the daughters

With no compromises and loads

Close to parents are the daughters.

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Never distant were the daughters

We hope all our lives

Close to us were the daughters

We dream all our lives.

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We hope all our lives

To return again to our parents

We dream all our lives

To see once again our parents.

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To return again to our parents

We lament in this far off land

To see once again our parents

We pray in this desolate land.

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[Note: I had written this poem in Nepali (माइती जान नपाउने चेली). After I received a comment from Mick Canning and read the translation, I felt so bad. So I tried translating the poem myself. This is also my effort on the Pantoum form of poetry.]

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6 thoughts on “Parents and their Daughters

    1. We have the festival of Teej going on right now. Daughters celebrate the festival at their parent’s homes in the urban areas.But last year I had read the news that there are daughters who can’t go back to their parents homes after they are married off. It had made me sad for days.

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