He is real
And i have seen Him
More than a decade ago
Yet the memory remains fresh
You said you are an atheist
And your close pal settled as agnostic
I can't still figure out the meaning
Of your words "i am a modern man"
Yet the atavistic life style spoke better
Your persuasions can't stop me
I will even shout it on the roof top
He is alive forevermore
In the real eyes of my spirit
Even the real me
In the quiet of the dawn
The windows and the doors stood closed
He indeed shattered the laws of nature
He love to spread His two hands
A good reminder of the Cavalry cross
Many years you with-held me from writing this
But the set time has come
The truth can not be hidden
We are the apple of His eyes
He still loves us.
Very beautifully poem.
I believe he is real
too. Very nice.
I love this poem. Thank you for sharing it. I want to think you for reading and critiquing my poem as well.
kudos! i like how you show this thru your eyes. thanks for sharing, also thanks for reading and critiquing my work!!! i greatly appreciate it!
I like this one a whole lot, what made you want to write something so beautiful and so true?
An excellent testimony!
Starward