.......YOU ARE SO GENEROUS.....
What is there in your pot O Lord
You have not given me...
The world is so big and beautiful
I see it in my hands with bonhomei..
The vast blue above, the green spread like a big carpet..
The depth in the life support and the beauty in the eyes of the pet..
To live with love and affection, with faith in you we close eyes...
The tears shed by the dociles and in helpless the hopeless shies...
You have made us cruel to exploit our past Karmas...
You are so precarious Prabhu to make us forget our Dharmas....
When it is your desire, everything sour turn sweet..
When you wish Sir, you make us dumb like cow or allow us tweet..
You are so generous O God to allow Monalisa mine...
You decide on your own O creator if I am to brood or shine...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
What is there in your pot O Lord
You have not given me...
The world is so big and beautiful
I see it in my hands with bonhomei..
The vast blue above, the green spread like a big carpet..
The depth in the life support and the beauty in the eyes of the pet..
To live with love and affection, with faith in you we close eyes...
The tears shed by the dociles and in helpless the hopeless shies...
You have made us cruel to exploit our past Karmas...
You are so precarious Prabhu to make us forget our Dharmas....
When it is your desire, everything sour turn sweet..
When you wish Sir, you make us dumb like cow or allow us tweet..
You are so generous O God to allow Monalisa mine...
You decide on your own O creator if I am to brood or shine...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
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