Soul To God
God bestowed me life,
Earth nourished me like mother
But still I am alone in this somber world,
In search of constant friend.
Today I have grown up!
But still my mind is fickle,
My conscience is tickling my heart,
And hammering my brain.
Whom to trust ! Whom to trust !
In this prejudice world.
I always desire from cradle to grave
to follow you and get you,
as a boon companion.
And my hopes are strong
waiting for my itch to see you.
Can l reach to you!
Can I reach to you!
:- Nayan Chetankumar Shrimal
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