267. My Humble Prayer Poem by Dipankar Sadhukhan

The King of all kings!
I need no name, no fame, no money.
I need your blessings.
Teach me how to be a true man.
Teach me how to be a man with a great heart.

I am tired to see the fight between men.
My inner self is painful
To see the battle in me day by day.
My Lord! Teach me how to be safe
Even in the tempest in mind.

My God! I am frightened
To see the blood of jealousy and enmity.
Teach me how to win even those
Who try to hurt me.
Teach me how to love even the enemy.

The Almighty God!
My mind is about to be broken
By the storm of violence and conflict.
Teach me how to be a worshipper of Love.
Teach me how to be a lover of peace.

O my Father!
Life is very short.
Teach me how to make it lovely.
I humbly pray to you
To teach me how to be a lover of mankind.


By Dipankar Sadhukhan
Kolkata, India.
'The Bower of Love', No.20.
Copyrights@May08,2015