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Thanks to my Lord and Thanks a lot

 Thanks to my Lord and Thanks  a lot

I was pure when I was a child

as a dew drop on a grass top

I have been polluted

from my five to fifty

Lie entered first in my life and

greed followed and entered as guest

Lust dominates in my rest

These have turned me as a beast

Wine pulled me in to his nest

Yes my devil started there to hunt

Tears  and pains were too far

Up to the existence of Satan in my mind

Just a drop from His mercy fell down in my heart

All my sins have gone to hell

My mouth has closed and eyes opened

Mind  Is in His love with an overwhelming  bliss

How fortunate i am!

That I had His grace as a gift

Thanks to my Lord and Thanks  a lot

 


— SAKTHEEE2007, Nov 15, 2009

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