V P Mahur

Rookie - 440 Points (Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

Wash Our Souls


O Lord!
Gift me an umbrella
To save my innocent soul
From the rain of hatred
To save my soring heart
From the hails of enmity
To save my torn conscious
From the storm of selfishness
To save my wounded thoughts
From the drought of cruelty
To save my injured self respect
From the famine of cunningness
I want to save my soul
For it is all yours
You have borne the pain of
Cutting your soul
To create the human race
Your heart bled
Yet you never fled
From dropping your merciful rain
On the tortured humanity
But this ungrateful creature
Destroyed your pious soul
By sowing the seeds of
Inhumanity in the whole
I know you are deeply hurt
But it is my inner urge
Not a flatterer’s flirt
To be merciful once more
Take back our dirty souls
And keep them in your
Compassionate enrolls
And wash away all the stains
Into the hellish drains
And save your misled children
From the devilish chains
And grant them
Truly human brains

Submitted: Monday, March 17, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 17, 2014

Topic of this poem: prayer


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Composed on March 17,2014.

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