The Inevitable
In god's jurisdiction, I am an undertrial
for I ignored His ordeal for my ideal.
One day, His Highness summoned my soul
and issued a decree, a punishment of third degree.
Time squeezes my heart
but I can't moan
for I know, it is His hand
problems catch my throat
but I can't escape
for I know, it is His deal
Modesty fries my body and soul
I can't show the pain
for I know, He has lit
Honesty slaps my face
I can't turn red
for I know, He ordered
Alas, to whom I can complain
He himself is behind the screen
Still...... asked Him, 'why such a love on me?'
He said, 'You Sinner'.
I requested, 'Let me choose the punishment'
He denied 'No way'.
I pleaded, 'Too much for a tender heart'
He said, 'Destiny is the matter of such an act'.
I prayed, 'Let me cry. Let me shed the grief'.
He laughed, 'You learnt everything in brief'.
There I remained, helpless, motionless, speechless.
Why I am knowledged? Why I am educated?
I can neither suffer, nor I can revere
I can neither blame, nor I can fume
I wish I could live
But I know I can't
I wish I could die
But I know I don't
I remained the living dead
with a path, ought to tread.
I resurrect to thank god
for both the good and the bad.
To offer prayer,
for wisdom, to accept everything as His treat
for peace, to rest at His Lotus Feet
