The obnoxious mind <br />in my tumultuous thoughts <br />grazes my heart with <br />surreptitious rues and sorrows <br /> <br />Oh my lord leave me alone <br />disheveled among the thunders <br />the apocalyptic trauma and terrors <br /> <br />Give me thine courage and grit <br />to grin and bear the plethora of pains <br />you have so assiduously inflicted on me <br /> <br />My solitude and happiness <br />grieve upon your cynical prowess <br />that subjects abhorrence and detest <br />on to my daily chores <br /> <br />Give me thine courage and grit <br />Oh lord to bask in your glory <br />and forget the repercussions <br />of betrayal and unjust galore <br /> <br />I stand in the cross-roads crippled <br />with my innocence and naivety <br />subdued in scathing throes <br />and mute like an epileptic <br /> <br />Oh my lord inundate my sufferings <br />with surge of your surprise love <br />mow every thriving thorn on my ways <br />with the shower of your bliss and <br />deluge me with your noble thoughts <br /> <br />My oppressions will end one day <br />with prayers of compassion <br />the rhymes of revelation <br />will scourge all I behold and hold <br />the lord will repair all my wounds <br />one day with his divine spectre <br /> <br />I will be thence as pure and pious as thou<br /><br />Tarapada Mohapatra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-will-be-thence-as-pure-and-pious-as-thou/
