All prayers seem packaged as pleas in veil,
Puja, covert appeals seeking pardon,
Whilst bandagi begs for heavenly bail,
The worship vies for vaunted place in sun.
Whilst sacrifice fancies choicest of fruits,
Charity seeks a firm berth in heaven,
Gifts get given to gain matching return,
And pilgrimage is tour, not made for roots.
Yet, bless me Lord that my hopes breathe alive,
I pray thee that in happy peace I rest—
Content in my luxury-laden nest,
Pray, let honey sweeten up my beehive,
And as ye may keep well-supplied my store,
I swear I'd love thee if so all the more.
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When everything has become a business of give and take, prayers and worships can't be exceptions. There is no Volta in this sonnet depicting light satire tongue-in-cheek. What it says all through is made amply clear in the sonnet-ending couplet.
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Sonnets | 28.11.08 |
Through prayer many of us seek pardon from Almighty authority. A prayer is holy and holy state of mind is expressed for the moment. Charity seems to be a firm. Whatever we give we get back one day. This poem is excellently penned, heart touching and deeply philosophical poem....10
Apologies again for missing out this as well. Thank you for such wonderful rating, dear KM.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Charity! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, conditional prayers, give and take, .. thanks for visiting