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PRAYER I

My prayers are unheeded and unheard,
And you are so relentless obdurate,
That I will give up trying at this rate,
To die encaged in bondage of the words.

With silent steps you come O! ever come,
But due to life’s clamour and carnage,
And cacophonic noises and humdrum,
I get diverted from my pilgrimage.

O! take me in your silent solitude,
To make me in your silence participate,
In which no noises enter or intrude,
I hanker after such a humble state,

In which the silent echoes of your myth,
Are flowing over to my waiting pith.

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