Gods are few,
Some say only two,
Some prefer counting one,
Some abhor openly; claiming none.
Some believe it’s a he.
Some pray to it as she.
Some sacrifice blood in thy name,
Some crucify with immoral pain.
Some live and die, without seeing you.
Some fool the generations; claiming to be you.
Some meditate for years, finding you.
But the wise know, you are just an unheard story.
Neither False nor True.
Very well written! Love the way you’ve put it such a concise manner 🙂
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Thanks Aadhya.
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Ringing true and well written 🙂
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Thanks. 🙂
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wow.. that’s a very bold and strong poem
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Thanks, Bebe. 🙂
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Words writing
Poetry rewarding
Life is a journey
with destiny
Keep on seeking
~ David R.
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With sometimes eyes closed
and sometimes open,
to see the unseen
and unsee the seen,
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Very well penned.Loved the flow of the words and the underlying emotion.
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Thanks Megha.
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Nicely done man!
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Thanks Tavleen
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