Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Forgive Me

By the flowing river I sat and wept,
The waters washing away the sinful secrets I had kept.

Forgive me, O my maama,
For sinned I have grave.
Withheld from you, I have,
All my pains, agonies, problems.
Trying to protect thee
From fires of my hellish hearth,
I gulped my tears
And masqueraded a mask of meaningless mirth.

By the flowing river I sat and wept,
The waters washing away the sinful secrets I had kept.

Forgive me, O my Lord,
For dire is my trespass.
Fervently, I prayed Thee
While being roasted in the spit of life.
But forgot Thine clemency
In the glory of opulence of mine.
I burned in my own resplendence
And o’erlooked Thee, the fount of light.

By the flowing river, I sat,
And saw my tears flowing with the surging waters,
Away, away, towards the sea of forgiveness.

1 comment:

Ed Dizon said...

Thanks a lot Shivam! this is really good poem. I can feel the sincerity of asking for forgiveness. It's very liberating. To say forgive me is like letting go of the heaviness that made you weak, slow and dim for a long time...i can see the world smiling at her now... everything around her is bright and beautiful and light.. :-)thank you once again.. appreciate this very much.. God bless you more Shivam!