My Lord, this world is filled with pain,
pain that cries to be soothed by you.
Thankful tears are spilled, Lord,
and praises raised to you.
So what am I? Unworthy.
A worm to be stepped on
as you walk.
Undeserving of even a passing glimmer
from your eye.
But, Lord, I am alone without you.
Think of me, Lord.
A contest entry
- Just think... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended November 9, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lord is invited here with all the means of the connections between you and HIM and that is strongly ans honestly worded here..well done...thanks for sharing..
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oh this is a very heartfelt poem
one i know some can relate to
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Thank you for your kind words. I'm glad you liked it. cq
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the lord is there but like always ppl are blind & deaf; he is there to give u every sign bt its u that will take the time; He LOVES U like he loves all of his children. But its up to u if u want 2 listen. He wont hurt u but only urself u hurt there is no-one to blame but urself . . . . he is always walkin with u but its u that decides 2 walk with him.
Hope this helps?!??
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You misunderstand the point of the poem. I am a child of the King. I know the Lord is there for me - at all times. It was merely a poem written for this contest expressing my own worth and what I'd be without God. cq
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