Am I worthy of you?
I hope not,
For without a dip in the river of failings,
How will I know that I am at your door?
Is that why no one answers, when I knock?
You hide,
Well, hide all you like,
The fire burns,
It longs to go back to its source,
Reconcile,
Lost, striving to be found.
Each day I am worth a little more than yesterday,
I am you,
In parts,a whole,
Godly as you are.
1 comment:
beautiful Ismita.. Loved it.. "I am you, in parts, a whole godly as you are," what a way to write a beautiful poem.. Loved it so so so much..
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