Sunday, 16 November 2014

Last Hour

Husband of mine, to You I cry
As time is soon closing.
The messenger has illustrated the fire
That succeeds Your Coming

But, waiting for so long,
The co-workers now forget
The lyrics of the Song -
The Song, I know, emphasises Sunset

The Sun has set, it is Evening Time
I can tell from the vibration of my heart
That You are almost here and You shine
Signalling: Time to depart -

Day of torment -  my friend the foolish
Now thinking all is well
Shall, then, from it perish
Until the commencement of hell

While they are enjoying,

I suffer the pain of Your seed in me
It is like caprices of the pregnancy
Of an illegitimate child
It makes my surrounding go wild

I plead, take me Home
Not because I dread the wrath
But because You are my bone
I do not desire three and a half
More years away from You

Your Coming is near
And time is no more
Let me be as light and pure;
A being that You will Rapture
When You come soon to take the Bride Home






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