Be My Right Hand Poem by Khirod Dalpati

BE MY RIGHT HAND

In this lonesome life of struggle
When all alone I stand
In the deepest valley of sorrow
When I get tired and bend
In the deserted pathway
When I thirst for love and care
Stand close beside me
With words of hope and comfort.

During the sleepless nights
When I shed my precious tears
Though it's a sunny day
Or filled with thunderous clouds
When I'm left all alone
And when no one understands;
Encourage me to face this life
Just being my right hand.

By: - Khirod Dalpati