Between the Hell and the Heaven
I stand alone.
Time told me to decide my fate
Which place I want to get.
Hell's door decorated beautifully
Heaven's door looked ugly.
Betrayel always look beautiful
Deceiving himself a genius fool.
Evil thougths with evil action
Requirments for Hell's admission.
Truth's path and God's devotion
Two pillars of salvation.
Hell crowded with people
Entry in Hell is very simple.
In Heaven, there is no one
Heaven waiting for someone.
God give me the choice
Told me to hear Heart's voice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls. Mother Teresa what a remarkable piece and how true being wrong is tempting and simplest thing in the world but being right is the hardest but, everything is well when it ends well and being right always ends well......bravo sir job well done