A poem written urging the almighty lord to guide me.


Guide me my lord in the darkness of my life,
When you see me trembling, stammering and falling,
Just come to me and whisper once (nay twice),
In your golden voice,
My son this is not a true nature of a wise,
This is all illusion so don’t throw yourself like a dice,
For that I am here to make you realise,
Be happy and so do rise,
Rise `cause I am here to guide.

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