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Oh! How I Miss Touching God's Perfection

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Each passing day, I crave for your affection,

A glimmer of tears lines my eyes.

Oh! How I  miss touching God’s perfection!

My eyes, smitten and mesmerised by  your reflection.

My heart aches, and in heaviness sighs.

Each passing day, I crave for your affection.

Rubicund cheeks, lucid skin, Ah! What a complexion!

Alas! Nature’s way know no compromise.

Oh! How I miss touching God’s perfection!

Would that God granted my love,  I’d bend in genuflection

How like Faust, God’s will, my soul defies!

Each passing day,  I crave for your affection.

 O Mind! Lead not , thoughts towards defection!

Rage not, O Heart, quake not in abjection!

Each passing day, I crave for your affection,

Because I miss touching God’s perfection!

© Mumtaz N Khorakiwala

14-2-2021

Picture courtesy: Scott Broome

Unsplash.com

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