A Cry Of A Sinner Poem by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

A cry of a Sinner

Allow me to talk and weep
to repent for my past
It was too dark and dirty to say
It has to be spoken at least in this last minute
There were many blood spots and cries of wounded
There my aim was money and comforts
Now my sins are chasing me to kill my peace and
they are conquering my present sleep too
I am able to hear the sounds of my past
though I am in the midst of a crowd
It was not from outside to suppress
It is coming from my soul continuously
sakthi s ravichandran