Divine Presence On A Lonely Night


The loneliness of the night,
When creeps in by the bed-side,
I can find someone near, 
Whispering close to my ear,
'Don't you worry, my dear, I'm near, very near.'

That whisper is solace to me,
And a cure to silent agony.
That whisper is a soothing call,
To take away my burdens tall.

A peace then happens to descend,
Putting the restlessness to a lovely end.
A magic seems to have spread,
That gives life to the heart once dead.


Sana khalid

Sana khalid

Sana khalid

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