Ode To My Conscience Poem by Dr Dillip K Swain
Ode To My Conscience
Oh, my dear conscience, naive warbler
Your charisma guides me as a sorcerer
For my unforced errors which I weep
Your delicate lullaby lolls me to sleep
I am often tormented by impudent kings
My wounded soul is lifted by your wings
Tales of morals and wisdom you murmur
For accomplishing honest deeds I swear
Help the poor by killing rich devil's heart
Joyfully accept the verdict of divine court
God will powder your egos on the earth
Be aware! There is only pain in wrath
Oh, my dear, the sense of right and wrong
Embedded in your divine psyche in throng
Success without your approval is danger
Failure with your approval is a pleasure
Pains and perils are the parts of life
Oh dear, guide me in the real strife!
Copyright@19 January 2018
A stirring and wonderful ode to conscience, with whom we must ever remain in close contact.5 stars.
Very interesting poem. Our Conscience is worth all the love and adoration. It's guidance is all we need to light our path.
"Oh, my dear conscience, naive warbler". I really like this introduction to your conscience!
Touching prayer poem. At times we are driven by bad people bad circumstances
A very interesting and honestly worded poem...glad about your new river side life Dillip...my prayers and blessings for your bright and happy life throughout...of course with very happy writing....A very Happy New year to you and your family...stay always blessed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Help the poor by killing rich devil's heart Joyfully accept the verdict of divine court