Poetry

Nothing

traveled a million miles away

explored secluded dreams, dainty storms

waited till the nightingale sings

a lovely lullaby

where this soul’s tuned

wonderful families and friends

gained a number of achievements

fruit of life where existence look on

prestige and honor were measured.

in the deeds of this soul

where life has flowed

as this soul kept reminiscing

prestige, honor and material things

this soul gained

where this world worship

still deep within.

this soul remains in vain.

a weak voice arise.

STILL IN THE EYES OF GOD ALMIGHTY….

YOU ARE NOTHING.

                                                  ~ Dr. Luzviminda Rivera

                                                                                                              Tarlac Province, Philippines

2 Comments

  1. Yes! Thought provoking. :)