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Offering Your things to You is a great offering and I only Pray You O my dear, to enable me not to forget You are great lines which I relished, Mishra Sir! A beautiful poem! (Report) Reply gajanan mishra Great Offering Offering Your things to You is a great offering I am Yours and I am offering myself to You. By offering myself to You, O my dear See I am very happy. I declared myself as Your slave, my dear And it is Your greatness that You make me A jewel of Your crown and further You disclosed that You depend on me, I am very loving to You I have a full right over You and over your heart. I am free from all worries, see As I have no property no bondage As I am with You and You are with me always I have no desire of my own either to live Or to die or to have favorable circumstances. I only Pray You O my dear, to enable me not to forget You In whatever circumstance I am placed by You Here on this earth or there in heaven or in hell In childhood in Youth or in old age Honored or dishonored, happy or sad. gajanan mishra's Other Poems Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about this poem (Great Offering by gajanan mishra ) Chandra Thiagarajan (7/5/2013 11:58:00 AM) Offering Your things to You is a great offering and I only Pray You O my dear, to enable me not to forget You Top Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Still I Rise Maya Angelou Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe If Rudyard Kipling Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings Maya Angelou A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe Did you read them? New Poems - That extra kiss, Allen Vaysberg - There Will Be A Snowfall Of Poems, mary douglas - Man just kills another man, Allen Vaysberg - Nano Winter, Heather Burns - Holy, Holey, Guacamoley, Sandra Feldman - Ego, MYK NWACHUKWU - Senryu Casting Reflections, Heather Burns - Happiness, Bill Cantrell - Save My Home, Hamza Al Saieedy - *II*- To Love, Leslie Guylee Cron
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Brandy Avery ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ - Poem by Brandy Avery Leis an oíche Tugann an lá. Tá sraith nua de imní agus scares. Is féidir aon duine a bhfuil mé liom a rá mo deora. Losctha tú do Sting seo caite. Nach bhfuil a bheith brónach agus gruama rud gur deas. Leat a tharraingt ar mo chúl ort sa DIRT. Tá sé deacair a chreidiúint nach mian leat a fheiceáil mo ghortú. Do focail a thabhairt ar mo chroí agus anam síos. Tá sé am, Tá mé ag déanamh, agus beidh a thuilleadh frown mé. Ní mór dom a bheith ard agus láidir. Toisc go bhfuil tú féin agus do chuid focal mícheart. An-deacair a chreidiúint nach féidir leat a fheiceáil. Nuair a cad a dhéanann tú agus a rá go nimhneach dom. An mothú nach féidir liom a cheilt. Is gá dom a insint duit cad is dóigh liom taobh istigh. Mo cheann agus croí ag insint dom dul. Is dóigh liom go bhfuil sé seo rud éigin mór duit a fhios. Tá mé fallin as ngrá leat. Do mo chroí mór dom a bheith fíor. Ní mór dúinn deireadh a dom agus tú. Poet's Notes about The Poem Comments about ~ Mothúcháin Fíor Faoin Saol ~ by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe