no prayer for my grief.
&
o god !
this is no prayer for my grief
but one for those unfortunate souls
who shun the joys YOU have scattered
everywhere around profusely on earth-
not because of their own folly
or selfish searches of futile prospects
but of a nagging mental deficiency -
lost in their lonely world of gloom and pain
words forsaking ,thoughts numbing and life stagnating!
let freshness blow about them
and joy visit their hearts
the cheer of the world stir their cells
the songs of the sun unfurl their folded souls
and the eyes speak of their liberated life!
let me wash your feet with all my tears
no more strength have i
to suffer their voiceless pain
and i die each moment each day amidst their plight
and feel guilty to enjoy your endless gifts
leaving them forlorn on the highways of life .
or teach me the ways to bring them back on their rails!
it is like serving delicacies ,keeping them tied
or granting them eyes but depriving the vision -
scriptures shout 'YOU ARE MERCIFUL !'
MAY YOU PROVE THE SCRIPTURES RIGHT .
--s.chandra kalaadhar
29.12.2012 /saturday /9 p.m.
