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Treasure of My Soul

Conflict The priest ran Scared to raise An ignorant army On a darkling plain Loading guns With dummy Faith. The froth Rose arrogantly In the test Tube. They heard Eyes shut and saw Ears plugged, Contorted faces Expecting the explosion Any moment. Slowly Very slowly the froth Spilled over Leaving behind—would The “faithful”believe?—a near Essence of religion. I Meet A King He stood in the middle of the lane, A toddler in tatters, Confronting my speeding scooter. I cursed the nowhere –in-sight,careless mother, Then shifting gear, Threatened a mock dash, Was to him but a big plaything Come for his pleasure. The sudden smile over his face Lit up my heart. I withdrew a little, Bowed to his imperial innocence And humbly went my way. The Sea Of Truth,Land Of Desire Daunted by its drowning depths I sought assurance of the rocks But the sea – it called me ceaselessly. Frightened by its flood and froth I clambered inland hurriedly But the sea – it called me ceaselessly. Nerves racked by its wheeling surge Tried land’s many pleasure groves But the sea – it called me ceaselessly, Looking for my roots in glades Soon was lost among the trees And the sea – it called me ceaselessly. On the beach I sat once off my guard When the sea crept near me silently And the sea – it licked me lovingly. That moment joy and fear were one My visions did a somersault And the sea – it soaked me ceaselessly. Sea’s mercy makes the inland rich Sea’s magic makes the sunset glow And the sea – it gives us ceaselessly. O thou formless yet unfailing sea My very own though boundless sea In turmoil O thou tranquil sea ! I have learnt the timings of the tide And make obeisance to the waves For the sea now thrills me ceaselessly. How l would to love to leave the shore And whale-like wallow in the sea For the sea – it thrills me ceaselessly. But awed by its mysterious depths I still sometimes walk the earth But the sea –it loves me ceaselessly. Child How Innocent!Lord’s Delight Crawling,toddling,frolicking sight, Playing,lisping,smiling bright, ,Eating,drinking,gaining height Alive all day,dead at night, Present gaiety future might, Nothing bothered wrong or right. Child! How innocent,Lord’s delight, Gift from Heaven trailing light. ---------------*-----------*-------- *----------* ---------

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Date: 9/3/2013 8:01:00 PM
Noman, perhaps you should Bold name your separate poems. Each one is distinctive and meaningful. They stand apart and should be contemplated singularly and thoughtfully. I enjoyed them all. Allan .
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