Years I've committed sin,
And walked among man as a saint
Yet, you had foreseen,
My future, my true identity.
You've warned me,
You've opened mine eyes
To the possibility of a paradise.
Yet I chose the darker path,
The path streaked with hell's fire
And Satan's constant dark whisperings.
Now I am at your mercy
For the Devil
Has turned his back to me.
I was used, and addicted
By the thought of true liberation.
You still remain, and still protect me
Though I've never given you,
That well deserved apology.
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- at your mercy... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
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Ahh..your last stanza makes me cry..wonderful emotions and very touching story is here..well done..and thanks for sharing..my friend..
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My my, beautiful.
~Serenity
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Displayed repentance...
is a certain apology to the Lord God. I believe this write qualifies as such. Well written poet.
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