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The Naked Truth

Contributed by khabbab on Monday, 17th April 2006 @ 04:29:27 AM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



When I died, sheer wonder made me dumb
I had never thought it would come so soon
I saw your dreams in my eyes, all dead
My smile on your charming lips, vanished
So the goose duo is finally going to be parted, I wondered


I saw the weeping face of my daughter, it was fading
I felt my mother was waiting for me
I tried to recall the goodness, I brought with
But the fear overwhelmed me
I knew my sins will overcome my virtues
So here comes the ending, I thought
Lying in my grave
I felt so lonely
If I could have some more time
If I could be given one more chance
But this is the destination
You have to come one day
With your empty grave waiting for you
Ah! This world in nothing but a caravansary
Mere caravansary




Copyright © khabbab ... [ 2006-04-17 04:29:27]
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Re: The Naked Truth (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Monday, 17th April 2006 @ 06:46:00 AM AEST
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A good poem, with a great sense of involvement.
But friend DEATH should never be a fear factor, because it is just a transformation from this world to another, which is more divine and blissful.
Another point you raised is the gilt of sin, why feel so if you believe and trust that our Lord is the most merciful and forgiving God; you just have to ask him and he shall cleanse your sins with his blood. one need not be afraid of death at any point of time.
FRANCO




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