My Jesus Poem by P A NOUSHAD (SHOMSI)

P A NOUSHAD (SHOMSI)

P A NOUSHAD (SHOMSI)

PATHIRIPPATTA - po, KANDOTHKUNI, Kakkattil-via, Kozhikode, Kerala, India

My Jesus



Dear Jesus,
sure, I feel breathlessness here,
they cannot realize the innocence of a child
so they neglect me,
they lick the feet of commissions and profits
crooked hearts win here
they suck the blood of the innocents
and make the seats more luxurious,
I thirst you dear Jesus
my spirit is longing
being united with you,
mild feathers of death will embrace me
or would you come back here dear?
I infuse my soul into you dear,
now, I can here the hymn of streams
a star mirrors in a quiet pool of water nearby
like a radiant dew fringing the petals of jasmine
and I feel the aroma comes
from the bosom of jasmine
hugs my soul dear.

My Jesus
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 05 July 2015

The holy scriptures say that Jesus shall return but when? One must believe in it.

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PATHIRIPPATTA - po, KANDOTHKUNI, Kakkattil-via, Kozhikode, Kerala, India
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