English Poem- The Prayer

The prayer

Aktarul Islam

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Oh Lord, the omnipotent source

of Mercy and might

I fear and cry everyday

as everything is derailing

From the path of light,

From the lines of truth and bliss.

The devastating state

of impious mind

and soul, and sometimes

the impurities of insatiated heart

Makes me feel blue

and lost as the hearts wound

With pain and panic

for being deceived and baffled

By the mischievous Lucifer

frequently indulging us

By committing the felony,

showing the luster of heaven of curse.

You can see us falling inexorably

in the sands of time,

Head over the heels in the

deadliest seven sins.

Oh, the creator of hell

And the soothing eight heavens.

With enormous tenderness and

The broadness of your affectionate heart

Guide us to the path of unending peace

And endow us with virtue and love.

 

(21 December 2021, Rangpur.)