Friday, July 8, 2011

As children bring their broken toys
with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
because He was my friend.
But then, instead of leaving Him,
in peace, to work alone;
I hung around and tried to help,
with ways that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back and cried,
"How can you be so slow?"
"My child," He said,
"What could I do?
You never did let go."

i don't know who's the author of the poem, but i have been knowing this one by heart since last 10 yrs or may be more than that, but i guess i have never been able to impliment this in my own life. how so ever hard the time, and how so ever strong the faith, i have always tried interfering with my own ways, not because i didn't have faith in him, but because i thought he wanted me to do something. but now i am tired of trying to find the right way, my way never works and i don't which way he wants me to adopt.... anyway i have come to a point where i have nothing left and i give up, i give up completely, i have nothing more to fight for, not even a tiny ounce of me has the courage to fight or find a way..... i don't know what he wants for me, because most of the time it is that we know what we want but God knows what we need..... so he must be knowing it.... but i have one i leave everything upon his wish now..... i dont know what it hold for me, whatever it will be i'll accept,but i just pray for one thing take away the hope .... because i can't see it getting shattered again..... i might be very strong, i might be a mighty one.... but i can't see it being shttered again and again.... so please take away the hope....i am better off without it !


  1. That is why someone in olden days said, To err is human

    Don't worry, He won't give up on you, He never gives up on anyone :)

    Blasphemous Aesthete


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