</>You made your own calender
Filled with the evil days
By blood, fire, and black smoke
That`s are no long further
We prayed with pure mind
And buried our worries
With blood and tear
Before Strong God
we are able to scratch
Your sin created dates
From our holy calender
For the years and Era`s.
Can we erase sins & their effects and results? ! I dont think so.
The second line made me say 'woah.' It defintly catches the readers attention. Your passion spills out into your words. good job
I am overwhelmed with this poem here.Well done and beautifully written
[PPP] Poignant Profound Poem we live by choice …you mean to say…Karma… 10//10 Ms. Nivedita UK
vvery interesting even mysterious poem.love it. posted 10 love®ards surya
Very profound. Each day is another blank page. What we write upon it is our choice. From the spiritual standpoint.10 for a thought provoking read. Kind regards, Sandra
it depends on us what we fill our days with. very inn ovative poem Vinoduk 10 Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good strong write Vinu...thank you