My Broken Promise
Both my hands rising up,
Towards the Lord in top,
Fearing the sins of a mountain tip,
Tearing eyes pouring as the monsoon rain,
Running via the banks of chest,
Echoing the heart at fault,
Down on the soil that Adam touched,
It claimed,the movement of an innocent ant,
Carrying a piece of nail, it's meal,
Committing a crime also on my way to Lord,
Lord!,I called,
Here,called Lord,
Unfolding all his curtains.
With all the confidence and certain,
Forgive,all my sins,I prayed,
"How much?",
"............."
"Tell me,how much?",
"To the weight of all mountains in plant?,
To size of the whole Seas of Seven?" asked Lord,
Again..................in fears and tears, I am,
"Forgive! Forget!"
"But forget me not!" Lord in loud,
"Promise",wearing a smile,I thanked,
Endless desires of mine chased me,
Again,...............,
For get sins from Men,I am,
For give troubles to Men,I am,
Forgetting the forgiveness of the great!
Lord,my Lord,for give ........!
Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen | Year Posted 2014
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