I Thought And I Believe

I Thought And I Believe short poem

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I thought my life would be the longest in the world,
As I see in my ways there were many obstacles,
I was too greedy to climb them all,
Even if I’ll have a great fall.

But then God came near and put me in a fear,
And said in your case life is too short dear,
Everything just scattered in front of my eyes
That whatever I had felt, were all just lies?

As I tried to put all together again,
I feel nothing but, a severe pain,
Dreams were broken, relations were looking lost,
And suddenly I felt like, I am a ghost.

At last as I tried to look up in those beautiful skies,
Best of my days were in front of my eyes,
Some faded memories, and those small lovely talks,
And I remembered that day, when I stole my friend’s socks.

Then I thought, “wait”, I’ve lived a lot,
Then why not the rest, I should leave to the God,
Yeah man, I jumped in my chair,
And told him, that I didn’t want repair.

Whatever almighty said was all wrong,
And I still believe that my life is long.

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Falak Jahan

This is amazing!
A combination of thoughts drifted past memories!


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