jvl narasimha rao

Man can be a wonderful priest

Or he may turn into a cruel beast

It depends on his chosen feast

He crucified even Jesus Christ


Sometimes he thinks like a god

At times he becomes the greatest fraud

He may be the lord on earth

But he will never escape from his death


He miraculously entered space

But he kills most heinously his own race

Shakespeare adored man for his grace

Even the minutest bacteria he can trace


Man always suffer from his original sin

He often thinks of his kith and kin

He might have reached the moon

Even may get to the unreachable sun soon


He will never conquer nature

And know about his own future

He should  know God’s ever lasting feature

And have unshakable faith in His  delightful stature



  • Author: JVL NARASIMHA RAO (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 27th, 2011 10:40
  • Category: Religion
  • Views: 31
  • User favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy.
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  • Cheeky Missy

    A very fascinating discussion. I enjoyed this contemplation. Also, the Lord says, "man that is in honor and understands not is like the beasts that perish..."

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