nancy sedky

alexandria, egypt
Saturday, August 2, 2008


sin...sin you 've turned my life into a game
sometimes i'm high..more low&so in vain
wish to kill you...erase you..wash you with these tears that seems like rain....
you taught me to lie...
you're the reason of why i cry
sometimes in my dreams i wish to die
hell isn't below earth as they said
it is within me for sure instead
i've rivers of hatred running to no end
sometimes there are no hopes...they are dead

i've a destroying desire within
i've evil intentions...that you can call my friends...
i plan to lie tommorow &cheat just right ahead
whenever i get the chance i renew my sin

sin stop torturing me&giving me pleasure
stop being my misery &in same time my treasure
few seconds of you are considered real precious
but later on with this pleasure am suspecious
sin...sent by all i know..&all i do..
comes for me in all shapes..false &true
you with all your illusions made my life so cruel

sin i push you away &long for you...
i beg you to stay &reclaim am a victim for sure
sin sin sin &no end of you..
nancy sedky
Obed Akuma 02 August 2008
surely sin is a web that entangles and threatens our well being. But we need to make a deliberate effort to stop thinking of it and erase it and resist it from all our actions. Resist the devil and he will flee from you. Nice advice in the poem
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