Punches all over; with not even a second’s halt
Followed by deep-sharp stabs, by
The so called Beloved's
Provoked this little dormant volcano
To rebel, against my Heavenly Father!
Couldn't stand the race: fight the temptations
But broke the everlasting covenant
And gave up my vows; yet hardly survived in there
Crushed to the ground, by my sinful deeds
I cried unto my lovely Father; deep down the earth
For his enlightening beam of rays
To guide me through inclined plane
So as to start afresh the journey on leveled ground;
Sprouting from the slimy mire
Nevertheless I turned unto HIM
Almighty LORD showered his grace
A new song of Joy, with a thankful heart
I sing- ' Glory to the Lord'
An exceptional verse, truly we have to let our light shine that we may be glorified in heaven. A marvelous write.
glory to the Lord we should always let our light shine. a good write
A fine verse with right diction and beautiful style of rendering! The message makes a soothing touch and a believer can feel it certainly!
A very beautiful poem... each line has a very deep meaning... nice
a great To rebel, against my Heavenly Father! Couldn't stand the race: fight the temptations But broke the everlasting covenant And gave up my vows; yet hardly survived in therededication and love to Him
As human beings with frailties, we are all likely to trip and fall. But the moment we get up and look up to Heaven, seeking the unerring guidance of the Lord, a new life sprouts and our light begins to shine! Beautiful diction powerful enough to trace the inner struggle and the final salvation! !
Fantastic start to the poem. It really pulled the string of my chord. I enjoyed reading the poem. Well done poet! Punches all over; with not even a second’s halt Followed by deep-sharp stabs, by The so called Beloved's Provoked this little dormant volcano
i cried unto my father- that verse stuck in my mind and gave me a visualization of it happening. excellent write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
HE tests everyone. The one who sees HIS light even in dark, is the winner. Lovely poem.