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Zehra Abbas Poem
You have seen life being pleasant to you,
And you have seen it being nasty too.
Which course it will take is unto you,
Stark black or bright blue.
Honor yourself for whatever course you take,
Respect yourself for all the decisions you make.
It's yet hard to survive or think ahead now,
But have faith in yourself,
And you'll make it through somehow.
No one can give your life back to you,
But faith in yourself,
That you'll swim to the shore in a rough sea too.
In your engrossment over your bad luck,
You are failing to see the light,
Which can dawn upon you,
From your own insight.
God told you that He's with you in every way of life,
But you found yourself all alone to fight and to strive.
When you complained to Him, He said;
The one pair of foot prints, which you saw as yours along the shore,
Were of mine and mine alone,
Because all through your hardships and troubles i was carrying you.
FOR ALL THE DISHEARTENED PEOPLE.
ZEHRA. ABBAS
Copyright © Zehra Abbas | Year Posted 2006
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Zehra Abbas Poem
A weathered hope was all i took,
to knock on heaven's door,
Twice banished from the gate before,
to give i had no more.
From begging the angels to open the door,
my heart had become sore.
I knocked and knocked and on it went,
till my strength began to fade,
and farewell the legs began to bade.
And then a shinning light around me spread;
of angels or of God,
A voice that whispered,
"You have so much, what have you to give to your Lord?"
This curt and true answer,
Made me so ashamed,
That i alone was at fault,
Why was God to be blamed.
Copyright © Zehra Abbas | Year Posted 2005
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