Palas Kumar Ray
I hear, you believers asking me to hasten
for booking a seat for me in heaven, Jannat
Paradise or Swarg wherever I may deem fit
but booking is a must or I may be the last
person to enter heaven's door or I may be left
outside the gate repenting my deeds not done.
But whom I tell my woes that I have but alas
forgotten to earn my coins to obtain the pass.
Whom I tell my sorrow that for centuries long
I have stalled undecided thinking which door
to enter into that place full of heavenly grace,
and undecided I halted in my mundane base.
Whom I tell my trouble of finding myself unable
solving the sole puzzle of ideal plan for travel.
Whom the best should I try to reach at the end
If He lives in the Jannat, Swarg or in the Heaven
Will someone be so kind to tell me it heart driven
If that is the end of ways and if He is the only Even.
© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.
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