The Conscience of the Eye
I hear the other side of the busy town
the echoes of the broken whisper
“I’m the open sky” – staring at me and asking me
Where is your God behind the sky, when he will appear?
Can’t he see the broken hopes and dreams?
Is your God deaf? Are they in suspicion?
Why all these tears and sorrows and fear?
Why all these Battles and killings and deterioration?
Why they follow some man-made rules?
Why they talk like they are nothing but puppets?
No more begging, no more begging to God
there were misconception in their belief, it’s all about suspicion!
The city goes to sleep with the world of fury
I am the “Sky” who is still awake along with the stars
laughing at the asleep people of the town and ponder
Oh thoughtless people!! Oh! You are the winner!!
They are always in denial and dare to admit own collapse,
They are the one think God is a Mirage.
God isn’t sitting other side of the skies
He is everywhere just open your eyes.
They are busy following traditional books and beliefs
Figuring out who is guilty and who is guiltless
They even forget to look at themselves
Their eye of conscience is blind, and the heart is sightless
To enjoy the later life, they overlook this life…..
They can’t find God, God isn’t sitting outside!
If you can ponder and find out why we are we here
Heaven and Hell everything in you……just overcome your fear!
God isn’t sitting far away, sitting skies other side
Just open your third eye; have a glimpse
You will find him within you and everything you can perceive.
Copyright © Farhana Akter | Year Posted 2017
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