Omniscient Lie
Inching towards the ultimate black hole,
Tempting doom summons my battered soul.
Seeking an escape, I look ’round for thee,
Alas! Conspicuous silence alone greets me.
Vanquished at thy feet I lie,
Stifling life piercing inside.
Muted cry of anguish scorned!
Art thou Satan in the guise of God?
Master of the divine sanctuary,
Where wert thou when I needed thee?
Hallowed keeper of the multitude’s faith,
Did thou flee, when I came in thy quest?
O powerful Creator, art thou a lie?
O merciful Saviour, art thou just a lie?
khadija
3 Comments:
guess, i really won't be allowed into heaven after writing this poem...
Hey nice...Is that how you really feel??
Karunya
hey, thanks!
erm... its how i am forced to feel rather!
khadija
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