Salvation short poem

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From birth to death I am on alter
Everything is destined then how can I falter
Without no fault I am defaulter
Only good faith can be exalter

The creation has to follow path of creator
Between good and bad faith is the separator
A priest for his lust can be a good debater
But force of love can be the only initiator

Beauty of the lord when sprinkles on creation
Then it becomes easy to seek salvation
From the day one’s heart is on vibration
When ever we falter it gives dictation

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Muhammad Khalid Khan

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I did Masters in English Language and Literature, LLB, Masters in Educational Administration from University of the Punjab Lahore, I also did Masters in TEFL (Applied Linguistics) and Diploma in Teaching English as an International Language under the auspices of British Council and American Center. I served in PAKISTAN ARMY as an English Instructor .I am a poet and writer. I remained Editor of Pakistan Army Journal, Pakistan Defense Review, Army Green Book and The Rising Crescent..., I published my three books in English Poetry namely Feelings, Chains of Life and Golden Glow..Poetry is my passion not profession
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Nadeem Qazilbash

In God we believe and life is a breeze, if satans way we seize, life is just disease.

Savi Mani

Dear Khalid lovely poem …….yes i strongly believe all of us are predestined the moment we take birth…..but that doesnt stop us from doing our Karma, one should have faith in God and know HE knows the best for us……belief in God and not doing any harm to HIS creation is the ultimate Salvation ….
Equally interesting profile of yours “Poetry being passion”……….awesome


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