Friday, November 21, 2008

Mother.. Where art thee?

Oh my mother where art thee?
Please come to the fore to rescue me
I am down, I am lost
Beaten all hands up and completely tossed
The days are murky, nights are menacing
Every moment that I live is pain augmenting
What is this chaos?
Within the body and my heart?
Why the attachments? Why these emotions?
Life is so true without all these passions
Was it too much that I asked?
Or a thought that I should have never thought
You made me figment that very thought
A purpose for which I will live I thought
But now I am getting insane
Facing failures after failures and disdain
Oh my mother where art thee?
Please come to the fore and rescue me
Shower your love and give me shelter
Let me sleep in your lap forever and ever

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