Poem : And This is What I Felt...




And This is What I Felt…




Thousands pass by me day after day;
And yet I never knew
What it really meant
Joy and cheer in real life despair.
And this is what I felt;
When someone had none
To care.

I stand still and wonder
How people survive, I do not notice them;
Oh! Pain and pain; struggles and struggles;
Just I turn my face from reality.
And this is what I felt;
“Do something or else pain continues
Out of my mediocrity”.

What can I? How can I?
They have scars of empty promises.
To heal them I need to heal the blotches in me;
That have caused by my weakness.
And this is what I felt;
I can; Yes, I can!
If He abides in my impuissance.


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