God! Love me and punish me not
And forgive all my faults
I know you will do it, 'coz you are
The most merciful, O' Lord,
Help me when my life is in fix
Show me the way through which
I can open the door towards success
Bring joy and happiness in my life
And difficulties and pains, to avoid faults
Give me money, make me wealthy,
And a merciful heart that
Can help the poor and needy
Wealth that'll satisfy me, and
Through it let benefited they be
Give me power to fight injustice,
Not for familiarity, but for the
Down trodden who get no benefits
And are forced to adopt cruelty
O' God I also pray to you
That, let my life be shorter
But joyful and a little painful
And that let my end be painless
And remembered by all
O' Lord, torture me not
When I mix up in mud
All that I ask you is that
Lay open the gates of heaven
And show me not the scary hell
Mohamed Shuaib
Bangalore
(Karnataka)
Ps: The last creative writing of the poet
