The puppet in a rugs' circle

I made a king puppet in a paper

I gave the head, legs N' hands
I held up its threads to do caper

I lifted it to high ends N' lands

It jumped up to the sky,

As I nodded its thread.

It spreads its arms to fly.

I played it to act as head.

O' the puppet had its proud 

It thinks itself acting on its own 

It's trying to rule the crowd

It slipped N' flipped to go throne

It was away from my hands

And it flew from my control  

It made itself God for its plans

And it fell into the rugs' bowl

The rugs praised it as their King

"O' King! Rule us and other

We'll be in your support as a ring

You'll act as we plan gather".

The Puppet was so delighted 

It gave its threads to the rugs

The rugs did whatever cited

They crushed others by thugs

Still the puppet thinks that

It's ruling N' the King of all

Not realizing it's an autocrat

Puppet in the nod of brawl

Pity on you O' stupid puppet!

You forget me the creator of you

You feel comfort with drugget

You transgress in all that you do

I'm the one who created you

I'm the one who honored you 

You fell into vain glory - boo

You wanted to be a God too.

I've wrath N' fury on what you did

You're challenging me, your creator

I decide to retaliate you N' to get rid

From the rugs who are the traitors

I'll give you a few days more

Turn away from all your ring

Cast away all rugs  perjurer

Otherwise you'll not be a thing

I'll put my fire on you N' the rugs

You all will turn into ash N' dust

I'll see then, where is your thugs.

Tell me what will be in you rest.

O' my "Self"!  it's a warning by God

You've neither power as own nor

You're not survived by any crowd 

Repent that only God is to be adored

Puppet -  Self / Mind  

Rugs    -  Vain Glory / Bad Thoughts / Arrogance

Lead me O' Lord (English Poetry)

Lord! Go ahead to lead me
Lead me in Thy virtuous ways
Life that is living with Thee
Is really blessed by Thy grace
 
As a father, instruct us
More a mother, show Thy affection
As a flock, shepherd us
Potter! We’re work of Thy perfection
 
O’ the Ocean of grace make me
Perennial fountain of grace overflown
All that kith, kin and what I glee
I’ve found everything in Thee alone.
 
Indeed, Thee bless me greatly
And exalt me extending my borders.
As I should never fall into lie,
Fill me with patience N’ holy orders.
 
I must be rooted in Thy Love
I must love everyone too
Even when sufferings shove
I’ll never be withered flew
 
As like the guarding eyelids
God!  You are shielding us
The Lord who never forbids
All in Heaven N’ Earth thus.
 
What defects Thee keep in us?
You know what all we need.
When Thy grace ever persists,
Why I’m lamenting in greed?
 
As anxiety N’ frustration forced,
I became an oblivious man.
As in sin N’ swither I’m immersed,
Before You, I was a bogeyman.
 
The calm mind of me will speak,
That the Lord is seeing everything.
If my mind can be meek N’ tweak,
How can the body N’ mind wring?
 
I felt inflated seeing the wrongs;
I grumbled having fears to shake
O’ soul! The Lord who prolongs
His justice, Will He ever forsake? 
 
I did not create my existence
I’ve nothing created by me fend
Then, Why’re you O’ mind tense
When the Creator cares till end.
 
He’s the one who created me;
He’s the one who created enemy;
He keeps Himself gracious to all;
He’s the Lord to wicked N’ noble.
 
You’re the beginning N’ the completion;
You’re the King N’ the ruler of all;
You’re my light, life and redemption
You’ll save me from the tests fall.