Repose of the long journey Poem, by Pintu Mahakul, at My poetic side

Moving around forest I find my nest,

Moving so far hill I sleep in your chest.

Bed of rock is very soft this is the best,

I am tired now really I am taking rest.

Dawn has gone, dusk is singing near,

Noon has gone boon is with me no fear,

Alone I am in this forest this is so deep,

Flow oh dear river, in lap I shall sleep.

Creeping your waves slowly near me,

Still I am thinking of sky bending knee.

See oh dear wind, beauty of reflection,

Nature has given I have found affection.

I am singing God’s glory I am his guest,

Before him sure I have passed the test.

Blessed I am blessed you are getting zest,

I am going to heaven here taking little rest.

orchidee September 26th, 2017 09:51
Good write Pintu.
Christina8 September 26th, 2017 10:41
This is a very nice poem, but why are you going to heaven? I hope you are ok.
Fay Slimm. September 26th, 2017 14:53
Filled with faith and acceptance this poem shows ways of looking at ends when they arrive - excellent read Pintu.

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