Erol KIRIK'S Poetry page  
      The   Faith             

 The gap inside us is our prolonged friend
  Even gurus are helpless about how to end
   Shorter a lifetime is if you want to amend
     Take your time to comprehend this trend

       Years go by on this harsh passenger train
         One usual scene is viewed again and again
           Unforgettable how hard one tries this pain
             Rolling after common desires is truly in vain

                From cradle to grave choose your own bed
                  Aims become much clear when you are aged
                     I feel really sad after seeing people in need
                       The thing to recommend is doing good deed
                         Hope you keep till last breathe your creed
                                  31.03.1999

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