With a rope of loose-spun thread am I towing
my boat upon the sea.
Would that God heard my prayer
and brought me safe across!
Like water in cups of unbaked clay
I run to waste.
Would God I were to reach my home!
With A Rope Of Loose-spun Thread Am I Towing
Lalleshwari
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Poem topics: home, sea, water, reach, waste, prayer, god, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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