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Peace be upon you;
How are you members?;hope you are doing Ok
This my first participation in this section ,hope you'll like my poem
any critics or comments are highly appreciated:heh:
:closedeyes:Eternal Slumber
Where is the light!
Am I at night?
Or did I lose my sight
Tell me which of them is right!
Oh dear me
I am alone in this place
I am the new dead of human race
So,where am I in that case?
Oh dear me
I am in eternal slumber
In a dark small chamber
Smells like dust on old books
Feels like cold rocks
Oh dear me
I heard voices all around
They were my neighbours of the underground
I wanted to tell them my story
I liked them to learn about my glory
But none heard or cared
Everybody was either happy or scared
I heard screams that reached the highest skies
And laughters like songs of a bird that flies
I was confused and hopeful
I was embarresed and cheerful
I knew that there is God
Whom I loved in the dreamy world
I admitted my mistakes
With a heart that cries and shakes
Before I came to that grave
So I was happy not to be Saton's slave
Yes I still have sins like mountains
But God's mercy flows like pure fountains
God the Almighty,I am the poor dead
Whose body came from soil and to it ,it returned to have a bed
Have mercy upon me Oh compassionate God
I ask you heaven despite my sins
Because you are the most Merciful ,the most Compassionate
5_4_2010
How are you members?;hope you are doing Ok
This my first participation in this section ,hope you'll like my poem
any critics or comments are highly appreciated:heh:
:closedeyes:Eternal Slumber
Where is the light!
Am I at night?
Or did I lose my sight
Tell me which of them is right!
Oh dear me
I am alone in this place
I am the new dead of human race
So,where am I in that case?
Oh dear me
I am in eternal slumber
In a dark small chamber
Smells like dust on old books
Feels like cold rocks
Oh dear me
I heard voices all around
They were my neighbours of the underground
I wanted to tell them my story
I liked them to learn about my glory
But none heard or cared
Everybody was either happy or scared
I heard screams that reached the highest skies
And laughters like songs of a bird that flies
I was confused and hopeful
I was embarresed and cheerful
I knew that there is God
Whom I loved in the dreamy world
I admitted my mistakes
With a heart that cries and shakes
Before I came to that grave
So I was happy not to be Saton's slave
Yes I still have sins like mountains
But God's mercy flows like pure fountains
God the Almighty,I am the poor dead
Whose body came from soil and to it ,it returned to have a bed
Have mercy upon me Oh compassionate God
I ask you heaven despite my sins
Because you are the most Merciful ,the most Compassionate
5_4_2010