Poem on Faith
Call me crazy BUT…
Faith lies between hope and fear.
Fear that it was a lie all along.
And hope that my hardship will pays off.
There is a constant battle happens in my soul,
Between the fear and the hope.
But the hope wins every time,
And this is the time to tell you why.
Faith is hard to get and easy to lose.
I wish there wasn’t a constant battle to choose.
Faith is not a science to prove,
Nor a math to show absolute.
Not a thing that you can see,
Nor a voice that you can hear.
It’s something that I can’t explain,
It’s a joy that I feel.
Even if today I will die,
And find it was a lie.
Still I shall feel no sorrow
But a pill of joy that I will sallow
I lived both kind of lives,
Inside the bubble of faith
And outside of this miserable lie
Allow me to tell you the truth,
It is not a magical wonderland,
But a constant battle of fear and hope.
And the hope wins in the end.
Faith is not something that can be described,
It lives in hearts and shakes the souls.
The more you take the better it gets.
Call me crazy BUT…
Once you taste it you will understand,
And you could call me crazy until then.
Faith lies between hope and fear.
Fear that it was a lie all along.
And hope that my hardship will pays off.
There is a constant battle happens in my soul,
Between the fear and the hope.
But the hope wins every time,
And this is the time to tell you why.
Faith is hard to get and easy to lose.
I wish there wasn’t a constant battle to choose.
Faith is not a science to prove,
Nor a math to show absolute.
Not a thing that you can see,
Nor a voice that you can hear.
It’s something that I can’t explain,
It’s a joy that I feel.
Even if today I will die,
And find it was a lie.
Still I shall feel no sorrow
But a pill of joy that I will sallow
I lived both kind of lives,
Inside the bubble of faith
And outside of this miserable lie
Allow me to tell you the truth,
It is not a magical wonderland,
But a constant battle of fear and hope.
And the hope wins in the end.
Faith is not something that can be described,
It lives in hearts and shakes the souls.
The more you take the better it gets.
Call me crazy BUT…
Once you taste it you will understand,
And you could call me crazy until then.
Poem on Faith
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