Thursday, June 9, 2016

340.My Story

Each day 
Happens to be doomsday 
If  I fail to seek
Your trustworthy help.

Each hour
Feels like a century
Filled with void and emptiness
Without your guidance.

Each minute
When sadness engulfs
Threatening to crush and crumble me
Faith in you maintains my sanity .

Each second
I am in the midst
Of a cyclone if I deviate
From the path shown by you.

Each moment
At your feet my Lord
Lies my embodiment of hope
As time scribbles my story.

@Binita Jha



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