The Good Lord Wrote The Tales - Poem by malini kadir
THE GOOD LORD WROTE THE TALES
Aching heart stood wishing to journey
But practical difficulties
Made me stick to my duty
But; I find it hard to concentrate......
At the door of my heart you stood
Glowering at me;
'When all the time; your worry is of your loved one....
Why are you here with me? '
'Did I have an answer for that? ; Well honestly I did not....'
'To me it is simply natural to wish to be of some help........
And your glowering eyes;
Already rebuking me for not giving you even attentions.....
And only odd moments of the hour when
Duty did not claim my attentions......
Was silently telling me what it expected of me.........'
I turn away; why disturb the peace?
I tell myself.....hard found as it is.......
I console myself.....
All her near and dear ones are near.....
When parents are there;
Is she not in the best of care.....
I would never know,
What her heart is ailing for.......
If I can not be apart of the pain
How would I know;
For some how the good Lord above;
wrote similar fates for two sisters....
Each must her pains robust bear....
For when the god himself trusts them
They must too rise to the test
Test of pains, challenges,
Heart aches and duties.........
He the maker;
must have after all
Written tales in good taste
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