You refused to strike
A foe, which was mirror to me.
You forced my ego to bow
that was dear to me.
Your denied me a wish
that was harmful to me
You stopped me on a path
Whereon I slipped with glee.
You forced my legs to trudge
When evil chained my knees,
You forced my soul to pray
Whilst lips hurled abuses on thee.
How you dare to give,
Honey to a bee
Who wants to be drowned in
A sorrow filled sea.
Anjali
17-09-2009
Brilliant Rhyme. Great homage to our eternal protector. Perfect 10.
a very different poem...with many paradoxes... not very clear to me, i must admit! though, loved to read it. thank you.
It was so far the best of the lot of poems u have written. Rhythm mingles with thoughts. Beautiful, excellent. Really, very touching... especially the last line. Disillusionment cannot create such a great poem. It is a positive outlook of life
'You forced my legs to trudge When evil chained my knees, You forced my soul to pray Whilst lips hurled abuses on thee'. Beautiful poem. Well penned I like it lot. Thanks for sharing with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh I am never disappointed! I love your poems a lot..