Vikrant Jog

Rookie - 0 Points (26-01-1994 / Kalyan)

The Confession For The Past... - Poem by Vikrant Jog

The disturbing lone,
The thoughtless fake,
The emotional tone,
For my own sake,

Drawn mentally irate,
The celestial pain,
Not a single good mate,
Crawling in for a gain,

He though,
Never gets angry with his child,
I although,
Left no room to hate him wild,

Crying for a mixed sympathy,

Bow down to you,
My father,
You are great,
Forgive and give me a chance,
To improve my mistake,
I oath you now,
Won't let you down again,
Be with me,
Not a ting will remain,
Of the solitary pain.

Comments about The Confession For The Past... by Vikrant Jog

  • Yash Shinde (3/12/2014 12:10:00 AM)

    lovely........u deeply confessed ur mistakes, beautifully penned......i must say. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/12/2013 9:35:00 AM)

    nice one..................... (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (2/3/2013 7:24:00 AM)

    Our heavenly father forgives us for all our mistakes and just waits for our return to his fold!
    Great write!
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  • Poetheart Morgan (2/2/2013 11:32:00 AM)

    Tell him of your repentance. Is it all and just what he expects. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (2/2/2013 8:30:00 AM)

    Because father knows what the best, we know that once we really angry about things but then when time raise us a mind and wise we know that things that father said was true, again and again...nice write_Soul (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2013

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