Keep my poetry, Lord, to be a
reflection of thee.
Simplicity, humility and an art
form, I only do to please thee.
When my peers disregard me,
Help me not chase for fame.
A losing, hurtful, arrogant game.
🎐🎐🎐🎐🎐
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem of a humble heart and supplication to God. Beautiful
Kingsley, dear friend, thank you for your input ~ Panagiota~