My Inspiration My daddy

(An Ode by Manoj Mehta)

I carry his genes,
Almost in all streams,
But he believed in ends,
And I just in means.

He was my courage when I feared,
My voice when no one else had heard.
He never spoke of dreams or fame,
Yet lit my path with love’s soft flame.

His laughter still warms every room,
His silence whispers through the gloom.
He’d fix my world with steady hands,
And teach me life’s unspoken plans.

He worked so hard, yet never cried,
Kept pain and struggle deep inside.
And when I stumble, hear him say,
“Keep walking, son — you’ll find your way.”

No crown he wore, no throne he claimed,
But every heart his kindness named.
Now when I breathe, I feel him near —
My daddy’s soul forever here.

My promise, Dad — I’ll make you proud,
I’ll speak your truth, clear and loud.
Your love’s my guide, my heart, my creed,
In every act, I’ll sow your seed.