It was a moonlit night...
He was there with some idols,
He said to all..Come.. God for Sale!
He was selling God to them..
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I love your poem exactly how the world is. Keep writing a lovely poem. Read mine on a poisonous land, i mean the title is A POISONOUS LAND read and feel it. bye
I love your poem exactly how the world is. Keep writing a lovely poem. Read mine on a poisonous land, i mean the title is A POISONOUS LAND read and feel it. bye
Can we buy God? Can he sell God! I'am perplexed...Oh God. i like the sentences in which your express how you search for God, God is the end of all our confusions and our destiny.... what a great truth it is..... we shall always love God more than anyone and anything...... God bless you for this poem. tony