Ahhh, but it’s past!

Strange things become clear.

A Prayer of the Frustrated.

Life IS so good.

Our Savior is The Light.

Just a long prayer that I start and will end in a year.

This is not just a poem, it’s a request to my lord…my saviour…to resurrect my existence, which has gone awry.

The poet strives hard to persuade the lord to shower his grace on the subject’s existential anxieties and thus relieve him of his burdens of the life spent till now…He shows faith in his selfish prayer and gets rewarded…

he learns within his prayer, to become the "Miracle" on earth that the lord has foreseen in this humanity, since it’s creation!

Fraustratedtion.

Ok I just want get this out of the way but ya
I KNOW I AM ASIAN OK SHHEZ
anyway here it go.

Balls of thunder.