Prayer Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

o what is it that a man is doing
when he kneels and silence is dominating
with hands together and eyes are closing
and hardly he murmurs words in his lips could hardly be seen
whatever is it he is the only man knowing

ah he is talking to someone up there
giving supplication to the ultimate giver
asking things all of kind as ever
without noticing the what he ask flows like a river
before he ask knows already the provider

but one question to me has come
whether one prays effectively as always done
but how can we know when he is all alone
only God knows if he really has won
and the favor one asked may just be born

one could really pray if we can see
he transform to a better person he can ever be
and what we see is not only for today
but rather a lifetime conversion constantly
though for a moment we cannot see immediately.
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