Dying
by: Livsky
Clock of time been wasted
On worries infested
Thinking over the thread
Of the illness inflicted.
A click of small hand
Will still remain
To call unto the Potter
On things that bothers.
Coming to an end
'Tis knees too bend
Calling unto you
'Oh hear below.
Asking for grace
'Tis life difficulty lays
Herein begging
To forgive everything.
The message is so warm..If you'll gonna feel it.. the pain is real...
Indeed! A dying person whom time is wasted for worrying so much. Heaven will always hear our prayers.
how to be you po..
😂😂😂 hindi ko po alam...
Ronamat bache tum rorahe que
Owww I hope I can comprehend....🤗☺️
Raw emotions tug at your heart and make you pause.. to ponder and to feel.
Thank you for your comment lodi @maverickinvictus! I am a fan of your works...☺️🤗
You are great at poetry :) keep it up!
Danke schön!🤗☺️