My Sins Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

My Sins

A heavy bundle of sins I have brought
In evil's cobweb, thought's foolish fly was caught.
Sins surrounded me on all sides day and night,
I deserve to be burnt in Your hell hot.
Tears spell down from my shame ridden eyes
I fell a prey to my subtle enemy's plot.
My wayward wishes led me astray far
And thrust me deep into false lust's slot.
I got lost in the vast variety of the world,
Went down and down in the sea of time my boat.
Like fools I filled my pockets with sand and soil
The fresh fruit of life began to badly rot.
I filled stench, darkness and deadly fears,
Nothing good I could store in my heart's pot.
A worm I became, never looked at the sky;
Like absolute blinds I could not see my lot.
O my Allah, forgive me all my sins!
Only from you this bliss can be sought!
Days have become dark and nights bleak
Bless me Allah before my blood becomes a clot!