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Sacred Sins

Sacred Sins

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If Heaven is a theater:
Men and women are
“Characters” enacting as
Holy angels
And pure virgins
once again just  to demand
each other for freedom and  power:
They have decorated
it’s doors and windows  
with flowers and olive leaves
to commit their sacred sins;
They have their own
rules; regulations
Later they become
God’s and goddesses.
and one God from among
plays a dual role.
If Hell is a theater,  
Men and women are
“Characters” enacting as
Good devils
And bad whores
once again just  to command
each other for freedom and power:
The have ruined
It’s walls and roof’s;
With   blood and raw meat;
To quench their thirst, hunger;
They have their own
Dirt, Debris
Later they become
Devils and witches
And one devil from among
Plays a dual role

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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PICTURE COURTESY: Devian Arts

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Shaiqua Murshed

Wonderful. The multifaceted perosn

Still trying to get you the websites for Bengali literature.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Poetess Shaiqua Murshed,

Thanks for breaking your silence. Your mute itself is a whistle blower. Thanks for your great appreciation of my verse. I write all type of verses, starting from romantic lines to sensual ones. Readers tastes and writers talents are contradictory, What is good for someone is ugly for the other. A sin for me, is a good deed for the other. After all who had defined what is Sin ?

We live in a culture society where the concept of sin has become intertwined in legalistic arguments over right and wrong. When many of us consider "What is sin?" we think of violations of the Ten Commandments. Even then, we tend to think of murder and adultery as "major" sins compared with lying, cursing, or idolatry.

The truth is that sin, as defined in the original translations of the Bible, means "to miss the mark." The mark, in this case, is the standard of perfection established by God and evidenced by Jesus. Viewed in that light, it is clear that we are all sinners.

With much regards and love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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