A night with Christ
A night with Christ
Sometimes all,
I hear,
just the silence,
I don't know,
reason of my creation,
Am I not your child Christ?
Being deprived of family,
as an orphan,
You put me in flesh trade,
to smell the death every minute,
that I live
Never complained you,
Someone left a candle on the street lane,
I am lightening up,
making a prayer before you,
Just faded off,
I need badly,
a night with Christ
To sleep - with great silence,
To see,
an awaken morning -with,
peace,
tranquility in heart,
with a real smile in my lips
just saying that,
at last
a night with Christ
Sometimes all,
I have heard,
just now,
the silence.