My soul thirsts for your infinite love,
the fleeting pleasures do not me quench.
I need your rays to show from above,
to clean me from this worlds disgusting stench.
I yearn long for your companionship,
yet i do commit crimes in your eyes.
Sin has taken me in its awful grip,
and i let out my souls roaring sighs.
Your grace is for me a necessity,
without it i would fall down the abyss.
To feel a long lasting tranquility,
i need to catch Gods satisfying bliss.
Riches i did earn yet i still wept,
suffer i will til Gods love i accept.
Bunden vers (Sonett)
av DrKlauzz
Publicerad 2026-05-02 20:39