Wednesday, October 6, 2010

An appeal... To mother goddess..

I loosened up before you, all my bags of remorse..
Knowing nothing of your stance in matters more worse..
To commend on my behalf, Sri of my lord , I plead.
Not to lessen my woes, but for him to lead.
Without whose grace I may, still live up to this life-
But with vanity, deceit and with eternal strife!

Like the darkened end of wick glowing for his sake,
A blemished heart I have, Still intending to fake
The purity of fire, with some innocent prayer-
Seeking for thy kindness, o'er deeds past and ever
Sordid though I may be, waiting for your glance..
My whole life i put forth, hoping for a chance!

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