What do you do when
Few sentences from a mouth
And you have started doubting your intelligence.
What do you do when
You are made to feel guilty
And you still don't know
What was your fault.
What do you do when
A question is to come towards you
And you still haven't got answer for it.
What do you do when
You are planning to clean up the mess
And more mess is added to it.
I surrender.
I surrender all my miseries to Him.
PS: I was in hurry to write down this poem while in this state, since this state won't last for a long. Kya kare, it's being raining Grace on me, na! :)
The illusion of surrender
8 hours ago
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wow....Dear...raining Grace hmmm....i loved dis poem...u r a Star...SRK. JAI GURUDEV
ReplyDeleteLet the Guru's grace rain on you always. :)
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Hey nice poem and nice time to write it down...
ReplyDeleteAs for me the answer is same ..
I surrender too :)
hey Nands..beautiful blog..feel actual raindrops drizzlin down my comp screen..
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