The Charioteer Of Problems Poem by Irfan Habeeb A M K

The Charioteer Of Problems

I, the charioteer of problems,
carry mortar,
and may disrupt peace
in your quiet grace.

Give me a chance
to put this mortar apart
and make it right,
and to get down from
this chariot of troubles.

Only the soulful can help me;
I am unguided, I don't know.
Only you can compel me
to become a soulful person,
and I will be ready to
become your knight then.

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