Saleh Ben Saleh Poet Rhyme

Out of guilt

I think about,
the right and wrong.
And good and bad,
that comes along.
So on my guitar,
I play a song,
to ease the pain,
of morals gone.

For every tune,
there is a sound,
in hurtful hearts,
is felt profound.
Sometimes I try,
to contradict,
my wicked thoughts,
when times are strict.

For every deed,
does have a cost.
But no righteous act,
is ever lost.
To live with guilt,
a single day,
is enduring ache,
of tooth decay.

I feel the pain,
that pounds within.
I seek relief,
from every sin.
To you my Lord,
I grieve regret.
so come tomorrow,
I shall forget.

There is no comfort,
in tunes or song.
No words or music,
could fix the wrong.
I seek forgiveness,
from every soul,
I had tormented,
or lives had stole.

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