How long will this go on
This breaking of dawn
Without a new promise
Only losses to fret and mourn
How long will this body
Take up the lashes of loss
Despite its faith upon Him
Who sees all from the Cross
How long to tolerate
Thinking it is all past deed
That had gone wrong and
I have taken birth to bleed
Should I leave to Him
And wait for better days
And go on fighting odds
Through life's turbulent maze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Everything will happen in God's own time. A beautiful write. Nicely presented.
Yeah, you are right Rose. That is what I feel too. Thanks for support.