Pradip Chattopadhyay

(28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

In Times Good And Bad


In our dark moments
We drift to God -
The peacemaker, reconciler, pacifier,
The believer's ultimate remedy!
The belief in the shaken soul
That nothing he can miss,
He's ever there with his wand of justice.
In our luminescent moments
We thank god -
The harbinger of all that's fair,
The soul's ultimate soother!
God up there all alone
Has his reward -
He's always needed in good times and bad!

Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2012
Edited: Monday, July 23, 2012

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  • Tapas Baidya (7/23/2012 3:53:00 AM)

    God is always needed in good and bad times throughout our life. A deep realization.

    Tapas, Kolaghat, Purba Medinipur, W.B., India (Report) Reply

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