Coming out from Myself

Ah, my soiled words
may hurt you. I placed them on
the altar of faith.

A psalm delivered by
a crimson red rose. I will write
another sacred poem.

The torches are dead
and I cannot read the script of
unwritten dharma of god.

Coming out of oneself is a Herculean task. It needs lots of wisdom, sacrifice and love. What comes out of him will be a sacred song for the good of all though he does not aware of the scriptures.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP