Poetry

English Poetry: That’s God

old domed ceiling with sunlight shining through window

Standing tall in spite of the odds
beside you always as wall
it’s the gift of Gods
if you have someone to call.

Struggles weigh one down
blessings in disguise rock
if there always without a frown
one is bound to come out of the dock.

Filler in emptiness
testing waters on the go
that add to the internal heaviness
but then somehow doors open up Oh!

Unexpected events dazzle
uncertain times are common
hope manages to sizzle
that pushes away internal demons.

Forgiving sins
multiplying joys
faith within
though all are his toys.

Creator of humanity
he plants evil as well
what you choose is your ability
if he wants he can save you from hell.

Erasing humans his habit
teasing a favourite pastime
illnesses sitting in our kits
it’s his showtime.

God’s plan a mystery
without our knowing holds us close
just have to feel his healing artistry
give in and trust in his magical doses.

2 thoughts on “English Poetry: That’s God

  1. god is the greatest and biggest bullshit ever invented. so, whatever you written has no meaning to the non-believer

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