Near To God
Once I dreamt
Which made me screamed
What I saw?
I was standing in a row
A man there having a bow
Some are crying
Some are begging
For their sins
The pain was unbearable
They were going through the blood river
They stopped that man
But he couldn't stop
Saying it's your luck
As on the earth
You were like black buck
Now why you cluck
Suddenly some one knocked
Thank God it's not real
All is clear
I was near to God
In heaven/hell
Copyright © Puja Arora | Year Posted 2017
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