Ok I know my blog has too many poems but I cant help it..i just love writing poems.. :)
Here is another one..I just closed my heart and the words started to flow on their own..So this is a poem from my heart with no help from my brain at all.. ^_^
In the distance
I could see,
a soul was walking
towards me.
As it came near
it grabbed my hand,
and took me on a journey
to a foreign land.
A land so twisted
I wanted to scream,
I wanted to wakeup
wishing this to be just a dream
But nothing I did seemed to help,
the soul took me deeper and deeper
it took me to an abandoned house,
where I believe people once dwelled
there was broken furniture all around,
blood on the walls and on the ground
as I entered a room I was shocked,
in a bloody cradle,i saw a teddy with its head chopped off.
I stood there aghast
I was blank as a rock,
who could do such a thing?
If not for devil himself.
With tears in my eyes
and with little courage left inside
I dared to ask the soul,
what evil has sent this family to the other side?
With questions running in my head,
without waiting for an answer I asked again,
what horrid place have you brought me to?
What I see, do you see it too?
Calm as a spring time breeze
the soul looked at me and said,
this my child,
is the future of mankind.
What?I was shocked,
tell me who are thee I asked
I know you are not just a soul,
you are something much more
I am the sun,the soul replied
I am the moon,I am a flower in its full bloom,
I am Buddha,I am Ram,I am Jesus and Allah,
I my child,I am God
This must all look so queer,
you may wonder why I got you here,
but its just not you,I have come in everyone's vision,
and showed them how this world was moving towards destruction.
For ages now,
men have fought over me,
claiming my one name is grater than the other,
and have landed themselves in this catastrophe,
You go to temples and churches in search of me,
you search for me in every part,
but why don't you just close your eyes and look inside,
I am present in every heart.
I wanted to ask so much more,
but at last,I found myself on the bedroom floor,
was this just another dream?
Or was this the harsh reality?
War is not the answer we seek,
its meditation, which will lead us to peace,
so,now every time I close my eyes and look inside,
I find God sitting right beside.
4 comments:
January 30, 2009 at 10:59 PM
War is not the answer we seek,
its meditation, which will lead us to peace,
so,now every time I close my eyes and look inside,
I find God sitting right beside.
"I Find God Within Me :)"
January 30, 2009 at 11:11 PM
http://www.esnips.com/doc/8a3d1f2f-2847-4cda-96ed-089c38ebebe4/Neale-Donald-Walsch---Conversations-With-God---Volume-1
January 30, 2009 at 11:14 PM
Thats a very nice book
February 1, 2009 at 10:44 PM
Wow!!
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