spiritual seeker

(22-11-55 / Malaysia)

Enriching My Poor Heart


Feeling of hunger,
Suppress the ego in me,
Enrich my poor heart.

Submitted: Thursday, July 11, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 12, 2013

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It is again the blessed month of Ramadhan...and I am fasting.

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  • Ambrosia A (7/22/2013 5:01:00 AM)

    So true..... hunger, thirst, sufferings all are tests by HIM. We are passed if it makes us humble and forgiving. We fail if we became rude and revengeful. Thanks for sharing a great piece. Happy Ramadan. (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr (7/12/2013 1:58:00 AM)

    This is a fantastic haiku
    Can I sugget the title to be: Enriching my poor heart
    I give this wonderful short poem a great 10 (Report) Reply

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