Tuesday, 31 May 2016

a poem for a friend

i hope i represent your mind....
😣😣

once i knew her as the moon

a preaching moon is she
teaches the world to be
as good as you can be

she shares the beam
so people would see
the right way to walk in holy

Lord why for me
the beam hurts me so badly
tearing my heart till i can't see
the beauty of the moon
who teaches & preaches intensively

Lord help me
to live my life in glee
out of the darkest beam
to have my greatest dream
walking on the cloud of sweet cream..

Lord forgive me
for i see the moon as the meanest foe
tortures my life turns me to blue

Lord let me free
i believe this isn't supposed to be my woe

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