Believe But In Another Way
In the thousands of believing pores
I am a scattered abortive child of faith
Free, cap-a-pie I am on this earth
Like nature in the embryo of birth and death circles
For the peace of heaven or fear of hell
I cannot live in biased holiness, God, gods
I talk with myself, inside dweller
I believe but in another way of the present
Imperceptible I invite in the whirling love spirit
To make discernible in the entire canal of body
I am on the scaffold for my materialistic truth
Tearing the fatalistic life of the Scriptures
16.08.2020 Chattogram
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Inspired by the below poem
Atheist
-Nirmalendu Goon (Prominent Poet of Bangladesh)
I’ve no greed of heaven or fear of imaginative hell
My world is fictitious free full of real activities
I accept whatever I see with my skin-eyes, whatever my physical senses hold.
I know, formless imperceptible is just deception,
I don't believe in fate, in blessings of God
My world is full of fascinating realities,
So that’s perceptible, not transcendental
The slaughterhouse of blindness is my heart
That best human child, whose mind is God free
My head is always bowed to that atheist
(Mahtab Bangalee in English translation)
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