Fatima Obaid

Rookie - 211 Points (19 Dec / Rawalpindi)

Sin - Poem by Fatima Obaid

A black sin cloud stain
Showers at me like rain
That was irremovable
No detergent nothing
A thunder came like drain
This took the sin from brain
Mind is empty from stain
Now my life is a free train


Poet's Notes about The Poem

life was full of sins. there was no hope of its removal than suddenly a thunder from God came which contain a guide line and that guide line removed the irremovable satin from life and this this prove that there still exist a white light of hope in the dark threatening clouds..........

Comments about Sin by Fatima Obaid

  • Gold Star - 15,505 Points John Westlake (3/26/2014 6:14:00 PM)

    How very true, but not life is sinful. However I did enjoy reading this (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 322 Points Poetheart Morgan (11/6/2013 12:06:00 PM)

    When you say Sin i see experience of life. You can not leave without errors it is impossible. So we are all sinners but growing with that all the time. And being better persons in life. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (11/4/2013 9:08:00 AM)

    Very true words here. A good poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013


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