I at once lose temper and go to rage
For the satisfaction of doubtful heart
By tearing from life 's book a peaceful page
Taking fire in mouth I want to play my part.
I feel that they deceive me cunningly
This feeling fills my heart up to the brim
At once I am devoid of bliss heavenly
All bright beams of thought become dark and dim.
Often I come to know that my belief was wrong
And to the extent of shameful action
I was giving music to a false song
And feel I can never reach perfection.
May I get a mirror of watching doubts
That may tell what is right, what is wrong
And my conscience never to itself shout
With full peace may I sing life's sweet song.