Hurt Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
Hurt
Hurt
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How noble is Lord;
I do not know
Iron is hard
I know
And how nobler is noble
I do not know
But He has hurt
Me a lot
Thereby upsetting faith
On Him a little bit
As in the solemn hour
Of evening, I sit and reflect
With face heavenward
Over life, love and art
I feel pinched and hurt
When found to me and my love, her
Cruelty and coldness like a betrayer
That has sunk my soul
To great grief and distress
Despite my effort honest
Though the present I regret
I am very grateful for the past
And my faith on Him is the strongest
But did He find it supple
That He conspired not to last it any more…….
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Beautiful poem. Very true said, we dont know how our God is...As when we are hurt we speak in different way and when we are happy our words will be different, same God too doesn't know us. As we are supple. Loved reading it
very nice poem mr pathnayak with great inspiring words.please come and read my poems i need your comments
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very nice...................really liked it.......... kep writing... i also invite u to read my new one