My secret God
The one God who took me away,
One God who has bound me to screenplay.
The secret God of a so called atheist,
For it no God goes me against.
Sadly the distance is everyday increasing,
I loudly laughing and silently crying.
The traveler I went
In the opposite direction, arrogantly(?)
Not at all ... it is mistakenly.
I thought I'd catch her in a circle,
But alas! I didn't know that miracle.
She truly ran after me behind!
Without God who can be such a kind?
Did I learn to dream so much, dear?
Why didn't you call me near?
Though I know it is very rare!
How can that be,
Why God can run after an unknown priest!
I have learnt that none is really an atheist.
Copyright © Dibbendu Dwip | Year Posted 2021
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