As I hear about people speaking on Love,
Sense of disability do I feel...
I want to feel the Love,
The passion, for you my Lord,
The intensity in which people seem to be drowned in,
I want o feel that for you.
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
I feel jealous, when I hear them talk about Love
I feel helpless...
Why do I not feel that for you my Lord,
What am I lacking that insulates me from feeling It?
Why is thy Grace not upon me?
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
I want to feel the same passion,
As they have their lovers...
Why o Lord, why do I not feel the same?
Help me in loving you more and more, Lord...
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
I want to feel the Saranagati,
That lovers have, without their knowledge...
I want to have that feeling
Wherein they think of their Lover,
Without their knowledge
I want to say you, as they do to their lovers,
"I miss You"
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
Do not overlook my faults my Lord,
Punish me, get angry with me!!
I will then comfort you, soothe you,
Like they would do, for their lovers...
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
I want to see you wherever I go,
I want to hear Thy voice in everything I hear,
I want to feel you in everything I touch,
I want to feel your Omnipresence, like they do...
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel all these for You!!
I know I am incapable of even expressing
Everything I feel, my dearest Lord,
Maybe you are, trying to give in all these to me...
The incapable that I am, to even receive these,
Help me, O Lord, O Merciful,
Help me feel to mean what I say,
"Tvameva Sarvam Mama Deva Deva"!!!
2 comments:
Oh...
These are exactly the set of thoughts which come to my mind when i see people talking about love etc.. I can't believe there is another person having similar thoughts..
Thanx for sharing.
Raghu
In the Midst of Darkness
When I find myself surrounded by utter darkness
When everything around me is black and hopeless
When every step I take is a drag and I'm spiritless
When everything seems to make my world totally restless
When the tirades of problems and miseries seem endless
When books, words and teachings have become meaningless
When time itself has stopped and become listless
When the very basis of existence seems pointless
Somehow, somewhere from someplace a voice comes from inside
A child, a baby - lost - with cries that are relentless
Oh Mother, find me, please take me. Why have you left me out so helpless?
When will you find me?
Why are you being so heartless?
Does somebody hear me?
Is anybody there at all?
Am I crying out to a stone who is lifeless?
I am waiting for you. I am yours
You may have forsaken me, but I am still your infant nonetheless
What's taking you so long?
Please come.
Don't wait for me to be breathless!
This child knows no better
It will cry until its last gasp
Please show up soon
How can I be satisfied with anything less?
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