Of course! No grudges
It is paradise, no orgies
That vacuum of grudge is filled-
With lots of love and wonder;
No plague of hatred,
All that waits there-
Are arms that beckon from afar.
No grudges in paradise;
No blackmails or told lies.
Prisons are gardens,
Needless for a court-
As no laws are broken.
Paradise it can’t be;
A bag of gold and silver
Paradise it can’t see;
A lying tongue and
The stained hands of murder.
Eden was so
Until came the old serpent
A chance let gone,
But a second given-
By the lamb decent.
This is my sincere prayer
“Let me live and walk the way,
So when I meet my final day,
I shall in paradise-
Open my eyes”.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem