BESEECH
Disturbed, wake up by now
alerted,
Who rings a bell in the dead of
night,
The temple nearby has a bell
hanging,
Pervades the chimes incessant
ringing,
Submerged in thoughts analyzed,
Why do humans beg for mercy, a
stone idol,
Breaks a dawn crowds gather
every day,
Scented sticks, oil lamps lit
permeate,
Vibrant divine feeling alive
trust swell,
Aspirations countless family
life dwell,
Children to educate succeed
efficiently,
Parents, tearful pleadings tell
murmur,
Young girl with flower fruit
sweets,
Oil lamps scented sticks to
offer piously,
Her tender heart believes Lord
living,
Idol listens to her askance and
fulfills,
Lord, give me a handsome,
decent man,
Wealthy, educated, kind, and
loving,
His family will be
compassionate too,
Grace her Lord for such a
wedding nicely,
The octagenarian is crying,
bitterly gasping,
Uncontrolled his pain, his son
missing,
No information alien land
helpless,
Begging mercy for his son to
return intact,
Folded hands standing for
hours,
Sobbing the sight infecting
others,
Here is another woman middle
age,
Banging her head on the steps
hard,
Why Lord, you have stolen my
husband,
Not too aged, only earning
member,
Her angry look at the idol
disturbing,
Shouting loudly, why you are
cruel,
How I shall feed three children
tell me,
Forced to live to keep my kids,
Got unconscious people
attending,
No reaction of the Lord, Idol
mute,
On many occasions, I cried
before Him,
How many humans trust you,
Lord,
Love immensely hope protection,
Surprised, sad news shatters them,
Still, pray for mercy worship
in life,
Every stratum of human life
confides,
Infinite human desire heart
passionate,
No records of how many were
fulfilled,
Seen temple agog with ceremony,
Happy occasion festivals
jubilation,
Seen smiling faces, laughter,
dancing,
People believe Lord listens to
functions,
God knows impassionate or
interested,
His metallic eyes are fixed
fewer winks,
Whether human life is his play,
he knows,
Seen lives intoxicated with
devotion,
Sing and dance day-long
feasting,
Lord is with us and helps us
believe,
Wake up alerted enough and
anxious,
The bell was ringing resounding
bedroom,
Went to the nearby temple and
found out,
The accident happened, a few
were killed,
Only son of a man wounded
critically,
He was ringing the bell of the
temple,
Let Lord hear him beseech his
son's life,
His faith was far greater than
the divine.
Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Title of Poem: Beseech
Themes: Pleading to Lord links
lives
Written: 25th June 2023,
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