Forgive Me My Lord...
If someday, I can not keep,
My temperament cool,
If someday, I happen to
Curse, a self-declared fool,
If I point my finger to them,
Forgive me my eternal Lord,
As a shepherd, you instruct, I
Can not drive them, homeward!
I know from my childhood-
Five fingers are not even,
A few are destroying purity,
The rest is near to heaven.
If I beg light for them,
They will attack my soul.
Darkness they prefer,
hell is their goal....
I can't spend my brightest,
Days after, this satanic self.
Rather, I'll brighten light,
For the rest and for myself.
Forgive me my Lord,
If I can't keep patience,
And lose my faith on them-
I fail to put them in essence.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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