I want not to rule over this world,
Nor I want garments purled.
Neither I want stars and moon,
Nor I want to be tycoon.
For drain of desires an endless one,
Drain and drain, forever if I drain,
How so ever I do; will never be done.
Though I want; will never refrain.
O Lord, Bless me with
Flow of the light, white and bright,
A Flux from the well inverted,
That I have been waiting for
Like a Jacobin cuckoo waiting for the first drizzle,
And let me dance like a peacock in the first mizzle,
Bearing light sprinkle of your grace on my spread feathers,
Let me quench my eternal thirst and let my soul twiddle.
Beautiful poem elegantly brought forth with spiritual insight. Thanks for sharing.
such a lovely poem sir........ bearing light sprinkle of your grace on my spread feathers, let me quench my eternal thirst and let my soul twiddle such a beautiful lines, .....nice to read this poem! ! !
Kuldip ji, you are blessed! Otherwise you would not be writing such good poems. May God shower you with more and more light of knowledge and grace! Full vote for you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem nice efforts sir keep writing
Thank you Mam. thanks for complement