Amma,
Bestow my ears a boon to hear
Your honey tone that flute and veena vie in vain to outshine
That all tuneful tools and all seven sweet notes fail to beat;
That delights the mind and merges into undying speech of silence;
That bulldozes the burly ‘I’ into dust, by its mere pulsation!
Then let my ears hear not, anything else in the entire universe!
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Bestow my eyes a boon to see
Your divya rupa with wilting wreath of bright blossoms bees sought;
The beaming beauty with a crescent decked crown and jingling jewels;
The motherly motion in radiant red silk, smiling and coming closer;
The outspread arms to padlock me in your love, enveloping eternity!
Then let my eyes see not, anything else in the entire universe!
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Bestow my nose a boon to smell
Your maternal aroma, firing up faith, that you are always around me;
From which rose, sandal, jasmine and all drag fragrance in fragments;
From which words ‘sacred’ and ‘sanctified’ got significance or sense;
That which alone could spell out the stinking stench of my secular life!
Then let my nose smell not, anything else in the entire universe!
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Bestow me a boon
To enter your abode where holy lamps deck with light and scent;
To turn into little toddler crawling towards your lap soft and comfort;
To be fed with your divine hands the milk of wisdom and insight;
To sleep in your lap for ever and never return to the world of karmas!
Then let me not take anymore birth!
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Wish you a Happy New Year,2008! 'To return to the lap of the Universal Mother, never to come back to this world once again, ' is a wishful thinking, which will happen only by such touching prayers like this, besides good deeds done. This poem is a good guidline to every living soul how to pray for Her mercy and should be read by every poetry lover.