Will I see you again when I lie? ,
my eyes taking a picture before I die,
in my heart and soul would you reside? ,
your enigmatic power and pure delight,
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This poem is of anguish…funneled to God or Beloved I think….though there is doubt…still the say is direct and from heart…ailing...angishing one… Where such queries are just and apt… ‘am I foolish to fight the greatest? , ’…here I sensed that…you’re in quest for answer…from Highest… ‘ your magic and force verified, /powerless I am then why my soul fights, ’… Well knock the door till it opens’...Jesus….life is but contemplation and resultant action to be taken…indeed a poem on blues…still flutters the heart… thanks sharing Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
spiritualy chalanging....well written lines...... conveys the dielema of existence well.. cheers