Lord You know me!
O God!, take me out of this webthat I knitted with my own hands
accompianed by the true, nonsense emotions
I'm dying in each moment
You know better,my Creator
why my eyes wet nowadays
why i'm being seen gathering the shattered pieces of my being
If I ever had known,
that the game of waves would lead me here
I'm sure, I had never plunged into it
You know Lord! only You know me!
You've given me stoic
that saved me from huge devastations in the past
not even then I ever felt so scattered as now!
All I've suffered is for three words, three years and three months....................
Poetry by Sarrosh
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Written on 2008-04-18 at 07:40
Tags God Shattered Scattered
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