Treasure Island

Florida Angel

(Spring / Rio 40 Graus..Cidade Maravilha...Delray Beach)

A Guilty Cry...


Sometimes I try, others it just happens
but so fool I feel when reason hits
How could I even cry? So much I have
So many I love...O God, please don't punish me
Don't think my waterly eyes are blind, as I can see...
I can feel how Good you've been always Dearly to me.

But God, You've made me Human...
Please, forgive me! ! ! !
But that's why I cry...

Submitted: Saturday, June 30, 2007
Edited: Thursday, March 17, 2011

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  • Kesav Easwaran (12/23/2008 8:50:00 PM)

    'Don't think my waterly eyes are blind, as I can see...
    I can feel how Good you've been always Dearly to me'...

    how sweet and solid this confession, this request to God reads! good poem, Karina...talking its heart out...talking divine...10 (Report) Reply

  • K K (7/13/2007 1:40:00 PM)

    I would rather be human than a robot :) Nicely done! (Report) Reply

  • Not a member No 4 (7/5/2007 5:23:00 PM)

    It is no guilt to be human, to love, to live. Again, you have said a lot here in a few words. You have potential. Keep working at it Karina. xx jim (Report) Reply

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