Thursday, May 15, 2014

In Your Prayers Comments

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When I’m beside myself with grief
Around me looms a dark mass
You though pray for my ache’s relief
My bones are pieces of broken glass!
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Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Lorraine Colon 15 May 2014

What evidence of pure love could be more compelling than asking God to comfort you in your darkest hour?

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Bill Cantrell 15 May 2014

Very nice poetry here, I just love the last two lines

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Payal Lalwani 15 May 2014

After reading the poem the first thing that stuck me is how skillfully you have used words-repetition, synonyms.Its well thought and composed.Thank you for sharing

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