O lord, o my creator
My mentor and savior
Why did you give devil’s mind?
No good but only bad things to find?
It has no wings
But it sings
In wilderness
With beautiful face
It can imprison any one
Reach from one end to another one
No boundary touches with force
It has no force to curse
But one thing my lord
I must appreciate with fine words
It has quality of no parallel
Makes us happy to feel
It makes us rich in no moment
Any sadness has its remedial comment
Even though it may be momentary
But in situation like this, it is necessary
Sometimes it is blessings in disguise
Assures bright sun in return of promises
“Wait for tomorrow” it orders
We sink in illusory world and surrender
Such is its powerful domain
No control over it to remain
It has freedom to venture
If controlled it with restrain to ensure
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good poem about the devils capturing us and then thanking God for giving us power to restrain it. Marium Usman4 minutes ago good