To God, a Proposal for my Disposal

O- God- Just take me

As I am my own enemy

I never at all keep silent

Always poems I invent

Getting a fine poetic idea

Has become a mania

I at all souls just smile

Can you from this bail?

I assist kindly almost everybody

To thank, many are not ready

When I see someone in trouble

By helping, I love to be noble

But, I am called damn ignorant

Now, whose act is indecent?

People are allowed by me to cheat

So with ecstasy they try to repeat

I continue not past enmity

As my heart is full of charity

By all, this is misunderstood

This is by me not withstood

Please accept me at the earliest

Reaching you is my only request.

M V Venkataraman