No… My Lord…

No... My Lord... short poem

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Yes My Lord I am a culprit
I made a petty stealing
But no one would ever believe
I was a “loved” Professor
My family loved me very much
I was welcomed wherever I went
But how on Earth I stole
Even I could not know why
I made a petty theft
Oh… Lord… Give me my Sentence
I deserve it and make others know
I was at fault…

Every human, however knowledgeable
Every human, however famous
Does a small mistake at one time or other
This is the way of Life
Oh… My Lord…
Punish me as deserved…

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Well. I am interested in Carnatic Music. Used to be a vociforous reader in Tamil and English books and novels. Compose English Poems at times.
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nice poem

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