Potholes

Happily cheering and laughing ,swinging, as the dad is carefully pushing it. He is on cloud nine ,looking at her joyous face. The bright skies have fallen ,clouds turned dark, and the storm has washed away the roads, taking away the only rainbow in his life. Taking her ashes to high and low places for justice but in vain,they cant fight against a pothole,which is gallows to the people taking these paths. Pain,aganst,agony ,beautiful memories, deep void of his heart,have all turned him into filling the holes and safe proofing the paths,so no one ever loses their love like him. This torch has been burning since two decades and will do,as long as ill people exist. It was supposed to be a torch but we made him burn an eternal flame. Will this flame ever see a shine, well.....you tell me....... PS:This poem is written after knowing about a father who lost his daughter to potholes filled roads in an accident(kaam chaalu hai..movie trailer). Written on:12-4-2024