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Tuesday, July 20, 2021

It's almost midnight Part 2

 It's almost midnight

The darkest dark of the night

The cloudiest cloud of the sky

In wonder Have I wondered

Was this the  reply to mine? 


It's almost midnight

Where thoughts were at drought

When eyes we're blind folded by cry

Who stranger now were allies bothered

Was this the response to mine? 


It's almost midnight 

At then I was asking in broken

At then I was palms raised in dry

At then I was pray in hungered soul

At then I was knees bended devastated

Was this the answer of mine? 


It's almost midnight 

Still hunger for answer 

Drain thoughts of which to felt

Blinded by the aches soul in confused

What to felt, which to say

Only if all was the favour of God only

Will then only I stopped questioned 

Was this the worst of I request in pain. 


It almost midnight

Till then I found my answer

Gratitude and sorry for one who Holds so Dear


The Unmistaken Power of wisdom and Grace. 







3 comments:

NurhayatiNung said...

I think of U....🌷🌷🌷

Mangatur Panjaitan said...

Excellent

Anonymous said...

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