The omnipresent

I just want your voice aimed at me.
I want to absorb the direction of your eyes.
And so I focus on your voice,
I seek for your eyes.
I close my eyes. I pray.
 
They say there is one heaven
and there is one hell.
Curious, from land to land I sailed.
I stumbled upon you, I realized heaven.
With your absence, I burn in hell.
To go back to heaven,
I fall on my knees. I pray.

They say god exists.
and they say god loves you unconditionally.
To test this, I wandered.
In the mosque, the temple and the church.
When I stared at those gods,
I saw a pretty face smiling back at me.
To be with my god again. I pray.

They say that god is omnipresent.
The beauty of the nature outside,
The beautiful memories engraved deep inside
all are a reminder of your presence.
For your omnipresence, for this epiphany
Blissfully,  gratefully, thankfully, I pray.









Comments

  1. AshuJanuary 8, 2015 at 11:30 PM

    bhaktimay se bharpoor.. written like a wanderer with a real experience

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  2. vinayJanuary 11, 2015 at 10:05 AM

    Badhiya hai. Main itna believe to nahi karta par main samajh sakta hun agar Bhagwan ki jagah Parents ko rakh do kavita me to.

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  3. ASHU the gyaaaniJanuary 14, 2015 at 11:18 PM

    kya hifi tha re bhau

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