Protect me
Thursday,30th Dec,2021
Not a day passes
I miss a prayer classes
I bow down and seek a grace
it brings happiness and smile on the face
I get no answer what is the human race meant for?
each step, I take forward
I put a word
'Protect me'
keep me free
and provide options to flee from sins
each day gives me new respite
I bite nails at night
think what has been done wrong or right!
it gives me always delight
the day seems not wasted outright
day emerges and fades out
for me to think about
yes, it is worth to have calm breath
and finally surrender with the death
entire life is protected by firm faith
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
World poet laureate
© Hasmukh A. Mehta
· Reply · 15 h Author Hasmikh Mehta Pema Don Seldon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sheetal Mehta