Rebirth Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

Rebirth

Rating: 5.0


I’ve died a thousand count
buried myself in the morgue of thoughts.
Moping around in a somber sphere
But each time you walk pass
a light slides over my eyes,
like morning I wake to my divine senses.
Pure spirit in cloak of snow
do not stop passing by
Lest I die and never wake on the morrow.

Sunday, November 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: holy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 22 November 2015

A beautiful and meaningful prayer glorifying the divine power and it's mercy. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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