A Prayer..

Bowed is my head..

folded my arms..

my world has no sorrow..

it inflicts no pain either..

mine is a sacrosanctum of happiness and melody..

but its lost somewhere in the sea of human misery..

and therefore my soul embraces this simple prayer..

that of humanity..

Author's Note

thank you Abhijit..the suggestion for the use of 'melody' was his..the original word was 'glee'..

Reviews

The poem is very nice and the concept is well expressed , the only thing I can point out (though I may be wrong) is that I am not sure whether glee is the appropriate term here . If you are not using that exact word here for any particular reason , you might consider replacing it with some synonym .
Once again , a very nice read .

[Linear]

Prayers are such a private matter, like a confidential talk between the very best of friends, you lost me a little using the word sacrosanctum (consilium)
However I did enjoy this poem :0)

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Raw, yet packs a punch with honesty. Amen

[Sherene]

amazing.. though one becomes lost, faith in prayer is what keeps them going.

[Robin]

much light in the center stanza , a wonderful poetic embrace of hope in humanity

[Icarus Thoreau]

MashaAllah, this is great!

[sid......]

This is Beautiful!!!!

[Praiser]

A metaphor melody to be more then a conversation but just a prayer

[An owl on the moon]

What a rich depth of life and experience... a breathing out of a prayer that utters words of hope even in the midst of misery... Courage...

[laughinglullaby]

oh wow. I love this piece. its simple yet it says so much. keep writing

[dukovan]

what a relatable write. The feeling of lending a hand and nobody taking it. speaking the honest inspirations and nobody listening. The need to share your peace. wonderful.