Idiotic Bribery

A positive lane There she may be alone Slaves that bribe in shadows She is the mother of world Seized her power in a shrine Symbol of worship in glance She is the creator of the world There the bow that shrinks Boon that hope as bundles Prayer that contract in self Offer that mantle the bliss She is the mother of the world I can offer a golden crown In return I need a golden throne I will offer many to priest Return he will smile as a beast If poor bow her side as a poor Then the idol grins as blond The priest turns from that side Beside the lane she is the lord She is the womb of the world All rest in her laps All bloom from her hands Can I freeze her in this golden cage? Can I bribe her for my dreams? Human is a creature of hopes There bloom loss even as a hope Bribe God even for that hope Everything bops there as hope God is unique It's divine So all left to fool Quarrel and bribery matter of idiots On behalf of GOD! ! ! ! ! ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved