I Know Not Any Better

Poem By Sharmeen Azam

Oh! God Divine,
To a mountain cavern I want to flee,
far from the fallacies of
this worldly sin.
For I cannot remember You,
with a heart humbled.

Covet that You deem inapt;
for I know not any better.
Myriad of childish stubbornness,
wanes my little worships.
I close my eyes to meditate,
but my string of life does not strengthen.

I beseech Oh! God “do you hate me? ”
For I know not any better.
Deep within my soul I hunger,
a rendezvous with Thee.
Show me mine purpose,
for I know not any better.

Do I seek Thee with truth,
or am I just a wayfarer?
Do I hold any meaning?
For I know not any better

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