love is called god himself
tis said that it reflects him
every time it touches you
in any form..love, friend..
be thankful to god that he
sent you a touch of himself
be thankful to the messenger
who delivered his touch to you.
It is the shower from heaven
Itself which comes down on blessed.
Feel it as a blessing of divine
not as an offering to divine
feel blessed that someone
bestowed it on you, don’t think
that you deserved it that is why
you won it, arrogance and love
cant last with each other for long
while arrogance sits on the front door
love silently walks away through the back door
While arrogance sits alone and broods.
Written on : 30.04.2009
3 comments:
AND so I must thank you for this, my friend. I?ve dedicated my poem to you today... I am here!
Hugs!
dearest d,
was missing your warm and beautiful touch through your "unique" poems.
thanks for the "thanks" :)
with lots of love.
The hairs on the back of my neck began tingling as I read about the love walkin out the back door...
Beautiful thoughts you have written.
Secretia
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