This little poem I wrote for everyone and for myself, to look at it back, when i'm feeling down
God knows the way I dream so big
And he likes the way I choose to swim,
He embraces my fears and makes them stop,
He lulls me at nights with ancient songs.
But God doesn’t like the way I love
The way I let others break my heart,
The words which are told and I believe
He hates to come and find crying me.
But still, every night he comes at my bed,
“sleep tight my child”-sweetly he says,
and when I lay crying on his huge palm,
he covers my fears with his big thumb.
“listen my child – he starts to sing
His voice – like echo from mountain’s hills,
“I know all the feelings, and I know what’s love
As I created it on the shadows of sun”.
The love doesn’t live inside the eyes,
It comes from spirit
From deep inside.
Love’s not a poem
Or a big smile,
It’s not that simple
But it’s not that hard. Love is a care
The highest one,
Love is a duty
Sometimes, a war.
Love is not seen, love is not heard,
Love is a light which struggled to rise.
Love is that all I give to you,
As love is this song, I’ve just sang for you..
After the death of the mother of an innocent kid, a small innocent kid is searching for his mother. and asking to the sun, mount, sky, cuckoo, moon, flower, tree, and god.
My this poetry is on Best friend, it may seem confusing to you but when you will give it a read you will understand it all!.
The events of life are beyond human understanding.The world collapses in less than a second. .
God knows my dreams and needs, he gives me what I need and not what I want. When I pray to him I do more thanking him for what I have and not ask for what I want. I pray for the children, sick, and injured and then if I have any special needs for family or friends that have fallen in need. God is always in my life and understands my needs according to his plan.reply 1