Life is like a maze,
Some get stuck in middle,
Other reach to their goal destined,
Decided none other than, HIM…
It has many keys and,
Many different routes,
To reach those infinite gates,
All giving way towards GOD…
Some people find the path,
Early, reach it slowly,
Taking care of rocks and thorns,
HE, up there watching HIS child,
Gradually reaching HIS door…
HE, came on earth and went off,
Leaving some things undone,
For us to find the keys of those unlocked doors,
Which can make one like HIM…
Brothers and sisters you can enjoy HIS bliss too,
One has to just surrender everything to HIM,
Which only a few get the opportunity,
And once after that HE will always beside us…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem