Bless Me Please

Bless Me Please short poem

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Oh God, I am a prisoner of you for life
Pray I always speak truth , nothing but truth
Wish I am always covered in the shadow of Love
Bless me so that when time comes to leave this world I would Go smiling

I know I am weak minded
I am aware I have plenty of short comings
You are the one responsible for my Birth
and I expect you only will set right my short comings

When my life is shrouded in darkness
When in sheer panic I lose my way
When I am drowned in the river of sorrow
When I am deprived of shadow of happiness
Then show your mercy and with your extraordinary
healing powers get rid of the darkness in my life
and bring in brightness like that of a full moon day

When the situation come to face the in Justice
kindly hold my hand and take me in the path
and make the wicked turn wise by healing words
Convert his hate into Love

You made me born as human being
and You only have to bless me to
lead life of Humanity

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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