Notice of absence from Gurpreet Kaur
Taking a little break, but my thoughts are still writing stories.
Taking a little break, but my thoughts are still writing stories.
Dad,
I’m grown up now,
but I still cry.
I was supposed to be your little princess,
the one you rushed home to,
perched on your shoulders,
watching the sky change colors.
I was supposed to throw tantrums in candy shops,
hide behind you when Mumma got mad,
and make you Father’s Day cards,
crooked hearts, too much glue, all for you.
But instead,
I write to a silence
that never answers back. 💔
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Author:
GURPREET (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 12th, 2026 11:00
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about the childhood I was supposed to have but never did. It’s me grieving the love I needed and giving a voice to the little girl in me who’s still reaching out… even if all she hears is silence. 💔
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
this one actually made me tear up. wonderful poem
That means so much to me… thank you 🤍 I’m really glad it touched you.
Heartfelt 🫶🏾🪶🖖🏿🌞🦋
Thank you so much, it means a lot that you felt it.
Sad and deprived of comfort this poem speak from the voice of a small child searching for protection that is not there. Well done
Thank you… that’s exactly the voice I was trying to capture. I really appreciate you understanding it so deeply 🤍
You are most welcome
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