"When my Heart ponders over the colors of life ... You come as a savior to my eyes And with my Pen I jot down the thoughts and embrace LIFE as it comes ... " - Saswati Barat



Monday, April 11, 2011

God

Humble sound of the wind

Trembling song of the seas

Midnight dreams

Dreams which one can say good bye to

Ever wondered how the Gods speak?

God, with a beautiful light

Light shedding throughout life

Life, making it as bearable

As it can be

Shattering away millions of those lights

Why?

Doesn’t God exist for them?

Or only for those who are the special ones

Children of a greater God may be?

Dumbbells shinning everywhere

Where God once shined before

Why God can’t stop this burning flame

When millions of tears flow?

Down, down with the Eyes of God

Flowing now and by

Blind with the garland on

God closed his eye

Cunning, very cunning they say

A trait humans have inherited

Along with some love and care

And hatred twice as May

With hands and feet bare

We pray. We pray.

Sacrifice we say

Heals the wounds of doomsday

But if peace is so enlightened

Then why is it in pieces

Picking up this fragile glass

Careful, lest it pricks

Pain, they say, is God’s own way

To show how else is life (how life is else)

And why then

By ones own choice

Happiness comes and goes by

If God was there and everywhere

Why such shouts are made?

My God resides with my soul

And all the evils stay

My choice, my word, my destiny

All governed by one

One that resides inside me

God is where I am.



- Saswati Barat