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Remorse

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English Poetry

Feelings, so many, uncontrollable
Bang here, thrash there,
Hard-hitting.
All my follies cruelly opening
Correction, no, repentance,
How do I go about it
Why till tonight
So in deep slumber was I
Night, and all my life’s days
These eyes, my inner self,
My conscience
Why was it so fast asleep?
Now the crimes so piled up
How will I repent, how undo?
Who but my God will come to my rescue.

2 Comments

  1. Vishvnand says:

    On the subject a very sensitive poem of meaning & beauty
    Commends; Liked immensely
    Often good people feel remorse for actions they take not purposefully but as destined by Almighty
    Going to Almighty in sincere prayers in this manner we always feel great relief & is our best duty
    Almighty pardons us in a manner we continue to receive His enlightenment to lead our lives in the best way & with beauty ….

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