I am a little confused and anxious
Never realized till 'It' became so vicious
As I was trying to untie the knots of the weaver
I suffered from 'It' which was a undue 'mental fever'
It was well woven and knit
Complicated..
And hence called LIFE, Isn't it?
HE being the creator of all this
This being a 'bliss' , oh I wish!
Simple life..
that is something everyone wants
But it complicates further..
As is the past haunts
I was always put through turns and twists
I often could not see anything but a lot of mist
I still walked in that mist blindly
Holding on to HIS hand undoubtedly
I never questioned HIM, ' Lord, why me?'
Instead I told HIM, ' Dear Lord, You can try me!'
Never realized till 'It' became so vicious
As I was trying to untie the knots of the weaver
I suffered from 'It' which was a undue 'mental fever'
It was well woven and knit
Complicated..
And hence called LIFE, Isn't it?
HE being the creator of all this
This being a 'bliss' , oh I wish!
Simple life..
that is something everyone wants
But it complicates further..
As is the past haunts
I was always put through turns and twists
I often could not see anything but a lot of mist
I still walked in that mist blindly
Holding on to HIS hand undoubtedly
I never questioned HIM, ' Lord, why me?'
Instead I told HIM, ' Dear Lord, You can try me!'
I can cope with anything that may follow
HIS love and merci is deep and never hollow
Hence this fever is a piece of cake to me
When I have HIM next to me!
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