Soul's Remorse Poem by Anshul Gupta

With mind on death, finally at rest
I can freely breathe;
After years of suffocation
at the slumberous back seat.

I was stuck in the muddy emotions
smeared with fear, worry and pain
Now free to bathe in sunlight
After years spent in vain.

At the beginning of journey
I had so much to do
I am still where I started
With even more dues.

My connection with God
got severed very early
I kept looking for Him
He nowhere to be seen,
I missed Him so dearly.

I was sick of the mind's din
Day out and day in
Decades of listening
to songs of hedonism
My ears remained thirsty
for my God's hymn.

I will have to urge God
for a chance one more time
And promise
I won't let Him down this time.

I shall win the mind
with armory of love and compassion
Once again I would deplore
the acts of lust and passion
Howsoever low my voice may be
A day shall finally come
When the mind would be silent enough
to listen to my eternal hum.


10.09.2011; New Delhi; India