At the proddings of a friendly few
I'll reveal my thoughts, of many hues.
My heart I have, tried to bare
Only God for this, can help me dare.
These were penned
At different points in time
Whenever my heart wanted
To bring forth a chime.
If you find in them
Anything grossly amiss
Gently pointing them out
Will be to me, a pleasant kiss.
For only a learner am I
In this journey of life.
Any steadying hand
Would be a source of bliss.
Unlike the writes of many other men
Contextual are the words I have penned
So a brief introduction, you will find
As you these strains imbibe.
The 'solemn', the 'silly'
Are the two categories
Under which you can broadly classify
All my melodies.
I'll reveal my thoughts, of many hues.
My heart I have, tried to bare
Only God for this, can help me dare.
These were penned
At different points in time
Whenever my heart wanted
To bring forth a chime.
If you find in them
Anything grossly amiss
Gently pointing them out
Will be to me, a pleasant kiss.
For only a learner am I
In this journey of life.
Any steadying hand
Would be a source of bliss.
Unlike the writes of many other men
Contextual are the words I have penned
So a brief introduction, you will find
As you these strains imbibe.
The 'solemn', the 'silly'
Are the two categories
Under which you can broadly classify
All my melodies.
Hi Josh,
ReplyDeleteWent through this one. God bless your talent to bless others who love poems.
Vijay