For want of wealth,
my time is lost.
For want of time,
my hope is lost.
For want of hope,
my future is lost.
For want of future,
my present is lost.
For want of present,
my dream is lost.
For want of dream,
my sleep is lost.
For want of sleep,
my night is lost.
For want of night,
my day is lost.
For want of day,
I am lost.
Copyright 2002 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviews of "I Am Lost"
Reviewed by serenety L (Reader)
Reviewed on June 29, 2003
I envy you for the ability to write such words of wisdom in such a clear and appealing form.
Very good.
Love
S
Bhuwan! This exemplifies, to me, how man does become so lost, the process...you write it very well...thank you for this...
In Spirit,
Bear
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on June 29, 2003
Bhuwan,
excellence is all I can say of this priceless one.
Hugs poet friend congradulations on the Love Poets choice...{{smiles}}}
Love and luck and peace always dear one.
Peggy
Bhuwan,
Wealth,time,hope,present,dream,future,sleep,
night and day these things mean nothing without love. So you must have love for it wasn't in your poem. You must be a very rich person if you have that wonderous thing called love in your life. So the rest means nothing. It is a very good write indeed.
Bhuwan, this is a good teaching, I always enjoy your wisdom!
Reviewed by Dove (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2003
Deep inside is your heart, your creative life force, your essence of a divine source..Never can such a spirit be lost, in reality. Everything we need to teach and learn is within and that is always found..
This book consists of a 150 pages of Christian poetry about the end of time and the Second coming of Jesus Christ not as a servant but as a King, the King of kings. To bring righteousness and peace to the earth and restore the government of God! Peac
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Very good.
Love
S
~Chrissie
In Spirit,
Bear
excellence is all I can say of this priceless one.
Hugs poet friend congradulations on the Love Poets choice...{{smiles}}}
Love and luck and peace always dear one.
Peggy
Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)
Wealth,time,hope,present,dream,future,sleep,
night and day these things mean nothing without love. So you must have love for it wasn't in your poem. You must be a very rich person if you have that wonderous thing called love in your life. So the rest means nothing. It is a very good write indeed.
Almost lost you in the proses....hehehehe!!
You did a great job on this one once agan Bhuwan!!
love
Tinka
Peace,
Dove