Tuesday, October 28, 2008

In front of my Lord I come
Bemoaning what I have become
O my Lord deliver from this ill
This steady descent to peril

My focus is lost
My purpose is lost
My belief is shaken
Ye Evil avast!

Thoughts roil the mind
Benumb the nerves
I fail in everything
As I watch aghast!

5 comments:

Winnie the poohi said...
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Winnie the poohi said...

Despair not ,
Oh child of god,
For darkness belies
the face of lord

If shadows cast
Darker than the night
How can you suspect
The presence of light ?

Trudge along steadfast
This too shall pass
For a magical dawn
Awaits your victory horn

Historiophile said...

Ah..I evoked a song of belief from the unbeliever :D

beautiful reply

but have not finished the poem yet..I cudnt go any further yesterday, but still thought I will post what I cud compose

Winnie the poohi said...

who said i dont believe in god ?

ofcourse i believe !

only my belief is a bit skewed :D

Historiophile said...

a bit skewed? :P