23.1 At
times, I am a new person, to my own self
I
wonder, how many of me, reside within me
23.2 The
messages I send, are well received, I know
Prompt is the response, concealed remains addressee
23.3 Be it
your pastime to throw challenges after challenges
O’ God,
if this were your wish, why am I not so gutsy
23.4 Whatever
I am, I am not because of myself, I know
Somebody
holds my hand, alongside my way, I agree
23.5 Care and
caress I receive from Him, I only can
know
He may
be hidden from view, but is not an absentee
23.6 Locked
remains ‘Mitwa’ in his own bewilderness
When will his illusions clear, when he gets the key
( A Half-Ghazal Penned on 05-09-2013)
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