Enough agony I have faced,
To achieve in life vast experience,
Only defeats, I have embraced,
Beyond the limits of tolerance,
As a shattered soul, I have surfaced,
When will I get God's benevolence?
Weeps my heart sorrowfully always,
Sleeps God by showing not grace,
Reaps gloom my soul on all the days,
O God- Tell me the truth,
Am I to suffer only born?
Why my path is never smooth
And my soul is irreparably torn?
Toward me, why are you so uncouth
By making fate prick me like a thorn?
M V Venkataraman