Come To Me

Come to me when you feel helplessness
With tiredness and unhappiness on the face
I shall take your care and nurture
Be assured of safe refuge here

I am savior of condemned criminals
I give equal treatment on their arrival
See their back ground and intention as well
Then decide where he should go whether to heaven or hell

I might have subjected you to the cruel tests
It was only possible that I could offer you as best
You were intended to suffer but not as bad fate
But to stand up against it as solid bat

Today you have become old
As if all the impurities are added to the gold
You are as ripe as mango fruit
Life may be over any time with single shot

Think not much about what happened
How was time against you and its weapon sharpened!
You stood well over ground and lost nothing
We provided you safe cover and offered something

Age may matter and feel at the later stage
Memory may fade and loose the coverage
You have no chance to make others laugh
As we have already taken away your better half

You had created unformidable position on earth
No one has dared so far to threaten you with death
I am proud of your stay there as missionary
You delivered the message whenever was felt necessary

Come on my son to a original fold
This is your permanent refuge and world
You shall be here under my direct supervision
You may see clearly from here with divine vision

I love to protect the human beings and earth as well
This is only place where our message can be spelled
We send messiahs and angels from time to time
They perform well but meet the ill fate sometimes

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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