My Wish - Poem by Ahatisham Alam
O God! I wish to see Thy beauty
My eyes are sick of worldly faces
Show me that sweet charm
Let me enjoy the harmony.
O God! I wish to deliver myself
Into Thy hands.
Show me the way of success
Mould me in a significant form.
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