To His Son — Shayan’s Sphere

He was so proud of his growing sonClimbing the stairs of life with grit, And by thrashing the trammels of onerous runMoving ahead through cold and heat.“Dearest son, my valorous sword”,Stated the ardent heart of Dad,“Remember for aye my arduous wordsTo live a life with risen head.For life is a strenuous boundless test,The one where […]

To His Son — Shayan’s Sphere