Your Grace Poem by Ahatisham Alam

You have shared Your gifts with me,
You love me more than a master,
O Master of my life! Why I feel?
Nothing about my disaster.

I have lost command over myself,
I have lost the order I had given.
Like animal, I run for my own will.
Ignorance about death, is not a skill.

Remove that thorn which blinded me,
I also want to be adopted by Thee.
O Master! Let me play a servant's role in Heaven.
O Master! Liberate my soul in Heaven.