Of what use
Is my prayers
When my heart is devoid of
Love..
You are the almighty
I am a mere speck
Would you lower yourself
To listen to my words?
I crouched holding
An umbrella in the desert
The night too passed
for another day to come..
I never held your hands
But allowed myself
In your embrace..
My hands now press
my empty shoulders..
How could I say
that you forsake me?
You did give the words,
Their meanings and their wings..
Would you fall
In love again?
For I am weary of this useless
Chants and murmurings
And my heart beats for
A longing love and tears..
good one saru
ReplyDeleteI loved this excellent poem well done.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
'for I am weary of this useless
ReplyDeleteChants and murmurings'
I here you! sometimes it feels like our words are not heard...must be the human in us :)
deeply felt this one
thank you
Great poem!
ReplyDeleteThere are many things that hinder our prayers and a lack of love is most certainly at the top of the list.
Good one.
ReplyDeleteListen, I try at poetry too - from time to time. Please check them out when you have some time...
Sounding like a poem already - right? :)
~ NRIGirl
@ramesh..
ReplyDeletethanks ramesh.. hmm my friend used to call me saru..appuram meenellam saappida arambichacha? gulf la vegetarian sappadu kedaikkuma?oor sutharavangalukku kashtamache? vegetarianna vegetables kondu vanthu tharuvanga..
@Yvonne...
so many thanks for your encouraging words..actually i wrote this off in a sombre mood..was busy this week and had no time for blogging or other activities..so was in a hurry..
@HOpe.. Hope.. I am not worried that my words are not heard.. Iam only worried that i lack that passionate oneness..of late..this cycle will soon change..
@Ron joe white..yes thats what exactly what i felt..thanks for your understanding.
@NRI girl..Ha ha..thanks.. and thanks for stopping by. I will definitely check yours.. actually i zipped past your blog yesterday.. maybe on sunday I will sit to see it in detail..