Prayer Poem by HIMAvinandan D'Costa-Roy I

So grand that i missed my home
So mine, that i'd never known

Laughing out loud, rolling on the floor
Blood's thickness, pimples got sore, yet my heart it tore?

Forgiveness, God! The thing I'd not learnt
Sinless emotions I had burnt!

Forgive your lister God, don't let sway
This day, for tomorrow, yet from today?

Don't I count on my fingers? But,
Mark's do I notice? Only one thing lingers!

One person yet whistles in Word
In air, in siding, high up, most commonly unheard?

Amen