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!

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  2. 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

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  3. 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

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  4. who said i dont believe in god ?

    ofcourse i believe !

    only my belief is a bit skewed :D

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