Forlorn Disciple

Forlorn Disciple

A Poem by nishantshah2381
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Penned on February 27 2008

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I shoot you with the gun in my quiver hands,
Or else I would succumb to your prowess.
Forsake me , Oh lord!!!
I know you hate us all.

I desired to commit a carnal sin,
As sucide was the only solvent that appeased me.
Then I realized the primordial maxims of eternity,
Desolating your endowment was a fallacy,
And even it was a mark of fallible being.

So now, I reject your bleak righteouness,
I rise from the shadows of your squalid game.
Your forlorn disciple has changed his paths,
With the barrel towards you,Sanctum Chirst,
I trigger the bullet ,and stroll towards the land of apostates .

© 2011 nishantshah2381


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nishantshah2381
nishantshah2381

Mumbai, Maharashtra, India



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