Creation Of Thy.....

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I look at the sea and the sky ,
and birds soaring high ;
Found no flaw and my ,
eyes got strained,lips dry !

I'm oblivious to laugh or cry ,
Pardon me for my stupid try ;
You're the One and Only most high,
I'm at err to question the creation of thy !

DEEN AT HEART  - POETRYWhere stories live. Discover now