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    The poem describes the morning after the narrator's father passed away. While it feels like any other day, the narrator realizes their father will no longer say "Son, hey!" to them. Though the narrator knows their father cannot be far, having become a distant star, they find solace in the fact that their father remains within them. The narrator accepts that the cycle of life will continue from one generation to the next, with all eventually turning to dust.

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    The poem describes the morning after the narrator's father passed away. While it feels like any other day, the narrator realizes their father will no longer say "Son, hey!" to them. Though the narrator knows their father cannot be far, having become a distant star, they find solace in the fact that their father remains within them. The narrator accepts that the cycle of life will continue from one generation to the next, with all eventually turning to dust.

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    Poem MDM Ros

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    The poem describes the morning after the narrator's father passed away. While it feels like any other day, the narrator realizes their father will no longer say "Son, hey!" to them. Though the narrator knows their father cannot be far, having become a distant star, they find solace in the fact that their father remains within them. The narrator accepts that the cycle of life will continue from one generation to the next, with all eventually turning to dust.

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    The Morning After

    The morning after knocked my door To say, your father is no more Its just like any other day Except he wont say, Son, hey! I know he cant be gone far To become a speck, a faraway star I dont need a voyage on land and sea But hes there, very much within me! Now with him no external ride I wont see him standing beside No sounds, no words I can hear from him From now on I would have him only in my dream! Deathless he would come back and so he would remain Ensuring my soul doesnt succumb to pain The cycle goes on, go on it must From me to the next, when I become dust!
    By: Pradip Chattopadhyay

    Personafication:
    The morning after knocked my door To say, your father is no more

    Simile: Its just like any other day

    Symbolism: From me to the next, when I become dust!

    I dont need a voyage on land and sea

    Rhyme: a,b,c,c,a,a,d,e,e,e,f,f,g,g,h,h

    Its just like any other day Except he wont say, Son, hey!

    I know he cant be gone far To become a speck, a faraway star

    Now with him no external ride I wont see him standing beside

    The cycle goes on, go on it must From me to the next, when I become dust!

    Assonance: To become a speck, a faraway star But hes there, very much within me! No sounds, no words I can hear from him

    Hyperbole: To become a speck, a faraway star

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