Confession - Poem by Akhtar Jawad
I don't know who is sitting
on the other side of this too small window
but to me this small hole is the opening of a tunnel
that leads to Him.
You can't look into my wet eyes
but you can listen to me.
Understand my husky voice
it's coming from a guilty conscience
who has confined himself in a broken heart.
I am broken and shattered
I have lost something I'll never get back,
Should I commit suicide?
Or I should continue living with a guilty conscience.
For the whole night the suffocation of my restless soul
didn't let me sleep.
Father! I was robbed of my innocence.
during my first date,
I became over ecstatic
and I could not stop him.
Is there any Jesus for me?
Is there any savior for me?
"Forget it and go to your mother for her guidance.
She is your savior
She is Jesus for you"
Dejected and frustrated while coming back
she saw her mother standing at the gates of the church.
Take it easy my child
the boy had come to me,
he has regretted what he has done,
and he has promised that it will not be recurred.
We have good news for you,
The boy truly loves you,
and wants to marry you.
But ‘tis not the time of your marriage
both of you are students,
concentrate on your studies,
you'll be engaged to him.
And you should also promise
that it will not be recurred.
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