The Time Has Come. Poem by abhipsa panda
The Time Has Come.
With the holy chants of your name,
I want to purify my soul.
The worldly pleasures and fake fame,
sounds and smells always foul.
I know the time has come,
to meet you soon dear lord.
Work of goodness I did some,
which I could capably afford.
Offered food to hungry soul,
never adopted tone of rude.
Now, let me a shining pearl,
i your heavenly angels crowd.
Thank you so much much Sir for your comments and expecting me much more better in future
An earnest prayer of a humble poetic soul! Keep the values and ethics throughout your literary joinery! I strongly believe that you will sparkle in days ahead! Wish you all the best!
A beautiful spiritual poem so nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.10
Thank you so much Sir..... The appreciating words of readers encourage me a lot
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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With the holy chants of your name, I want to purify my soul. The worldly pleasures and fake fame, sounds and smells always foul...the very first stanza attracted me so much. thank u dear poetess for this wonderful poem. tony
Thank you sir.....really very grateful to you for visiting my page abd encouraging me with your wonderful comments