A Second Chance!

brushes dried up in solitude
dusty boards are idling by
fragile thoughts sway so often
i let sow; now i wonder why


the gates of gold shined through

in all their majestic glory
a thousand beams of hope lit up
but my dreams, alas i gave up


i gave in to the devil within

as temptation clawed me so
i knew the road was not for me
but the simplest as one could see


show me a way as soon as can be

to buy back my soul, my spirit, my being
o lord, do not take me as i am
but take me as you want me to be


in You, my dream was born,

around You, i made it dance
o please forgive, do not abandon me
as all i need is a second chance!

20 thoughts on “A Second Chance!”

  1. That pink bear s so cute 🙂

    // thousand beams of hope lit up
    but my dreams, alas i gave up//

    By name, you are Vinnie
    but if you enter a poetry competition you are ‘WIN’-NEE (NEE in TAMIL means You.. Hope you know the basics…)

  2. salute Vinnie – the poetress! .. a beautiful poem in totality … i would like to take it ahead from where senorita left .. maybe you could even surprise the almighty .. can’t help remembering the lines of the beautiful song in Iqbal – ‘kuch aisa kar ke dikha, khud khush ho jaye khuda’

  3. okay guys… PJ time again :))

    “brushes dried up in solitude
    dusty boards are idling by”

    come on.. what else do you expect when you use a single brush on such a dirty board.. you need a good set of brushes and of course good quality colours which does not dry up easily 😛

    “the gates of gold shined through
    in all their majestic glory”

    gates of gold!! you never told me you been to Golden Temple, Amristar ?? huh.. too inspired from Rab ne bana di jodi?

    “I gave in to the devil within
    as temptation clawed me so”

    I know!!! is this the same devil who wander around scaring people on gtalk when they are idle ? 😉

    “show me a way as soon as can be
    to buy back my soul, my spirit, my being”

    you dodo.. you sold you soul and spirit as well.. how bad 😉

  4. Karthik!!!!
    race ah? pls say that again abt the pink teddy…somebody here thinks he is an alien 🙁

    thanks for Win-nee, i wanna win my battles…

    i’m writing my first literary piece in Tamil :):)

  5. Scrawler, Thank you!! a prayer indeed it is..

    Senoritaaaaaaaaaaa, as always u catch the central theme…smart u r:):) next time i will write puzzle poem 🙂 Thanks a zillion!!

  6. Chriz, yeah..all powerful HIM 🙂

    RJ, ohhh my!! thank u thank u…i would love to live those lines:) thanks for sharing that 🙂

    ST !!! tumhe tho lock-up mein band karvakar chaabi melt karni chahiye…very very bad boy (read cartoon) **spanking u

    Sawan saar, *hugsssss* thank u thank u..i’m on cloud no 999 and HE is just a little far:):)
    i mesmerised u!!
    u enlightened me!!
    …now i know i’m a man:)

  7. Nice poem Vin. The problem I have is “O Lord, do not take me as I am, but take me as you want me to be.” It’s problematic because we strive to be accepted as we are. If God would see us as God wants to, then we and our ‘now’ does not exist anymore. Imgaine asking a friend…”don’t take me as I am but as you want me to be.” Wouldn’t that be a friend who wants to change the world according to his/her perspective instead of understanding the world. I feel God accepts us in the condition we are in, in our poorness, in our instability, in our weakness and in our fallibility.

  8. JOSH: Thank u!!

    Lancelot: hehehhe

    Fr. Jerry: I want God to help me mould myself to something that HE ideally wants all his children to become!! If he accepts me as HE has always, i might remain the same :):)
    thanks for ur views…

  9. Simply Sur: Thank u!!

    Karmanna: thank u thank u 🙂

    Karthik: thanks da:) Pongal wishes to u too!! Thanks a zillion for promoting pink teddy :):)
    he is dancing some more now!!

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