Paradise
Paradise
Pure serenity that touches the soul,
Ambers of desires when tranquil into goal,
Reminisce all good, better and kind,
And to miseries, pretend being blind,
Death ultimately will triumph over life,
Immense suffering that ends in afterlife,
Savour nectar of the inside garden,
Eternal treasures await His pardon.
Written Dec 28th, 2015
For contest by John Hamilton
Failed to enter in time
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2015
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