Hey, God…..
I am not a honey bee
for living with out embracing your Lotus feet
nor am I, a plastic flower
to live with out your Sense of fragrance
Like a breeze , I too rolled in all filthiness of life
But purify me in your Oxygenated grace , till then I would not leave your Golden feet
soumyav
March 19, 2013 at 7:58 pm
wonderful words of grace and praise!
advocatemmmohan
March 20, 2013 at 12:40 am
thank u very much
madhavaraopabbaraju
March 20, 2013 at 12:17 pm
Dear Sri Mohangaaru, namaskaaramulu.
I was little bit confused with your name with another advocate’s name who visit my blog `Meeto cheppaalanukunnaa’.
From your details, I learnt that you are in Kurnool district. I have studied my 7th and 8th classes in Kurnool, `B’-Camp model school ( high school and B.Ed. college ) in the year 1965-66, when my father was working as Dy.Collector, Land Acquisition Dept, Kurnol.
Now, regarding this poem, your feelings are expressed very graciously. It is very nice.
yours friendly,
Madhava Rao.
advocatemmmohan
March 20, 2013 at 4:30 pm
thanks for visting my blog
let me to continue your friendship
my email. advocatemmmohan@gmail.com
with regards
advocatemmmohan