I'Ll Not Say - Poem by Alok Mishra
The day I was born,
You were that creator.
The words I used to learn,
You were the moderator.
Whatever I do, and I see
Anything I get, I lose
Anyone I say my friend or enemy…
You're all; all those are your forms
Everywhere, everyone, in all the cosmos
You're present O' my Lord!
So, what you do for me
Whatever for me you decide
Will be my pride to accept
You give the very way.
For against your mercy
Nothing I'll say!
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