Explore Poems GO!

I Cry

Wherefore, Oh God the Punishment
That Metes the way
Of him who transgresses sent
By tortured wings that say
Confess on perishment
Awaits, abates, and destroys
The soul, the mind, the will that may
To Dust return, but not Salvation way
And no glory no peace no sanctity.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
COMMENTS

Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

6/18/2021 1:20:40 PM # 1.0.0.631