Grant It Not

Oh ! God…
That magnificent Palace,
If “Pandemonium” for me,
Grant it not, though I pray for it.

That Fruit of knowledge,
If bitters my “taste”,
Bestow it not, though I long for it.

That light of wisdom,
If darkens my heart,
Hold it back, though I hope for it.

That ethereal sight,
If turns “Lucifer”
Ward me off, and hide me in “celestial” pit.

This ignorance, if alone enough
To cherish thy glory and will,
Accord me nothing else!

O! “ Cherubim “ come and take
The key of my imagination
If being deserted it !!

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KKV PeringottukaraOfficial Name : K.K. VENUGOPALAN.Employed in M/s. J.M. BAXI & CO., Bhavnagar, Gujarat – India, as - Asst.General Manager (Branch Head) Edu.Qlfn : M.A. E-Lit., PG Dip in Biz.Mgmt, Dip. in Eng.Journ.Have fascination for Literature, mainly poetry. Writing Poems & Articles in various periodicals – both Malayalam & English. Published Three books of Poems in Malayalam (Jaithrayathra, Thenthullikal & Punarjjani). Belonging to Kerala State, Peringottukara, Trichur Dist.Wife : Radha Venugopal, Daughter : Viji Nithin, Son : Sujith Venugopal
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