How Do Thy Divine Looks Like ?
They ask,
How do thy divine looks like?

For me it was like,
How do thy love looks like?
How do thy flowers blossom by?
How do thy joy spread by?
How do thy aroma walk by?
How do thy wisdom dawns by?
How do thy question arise by?

In the smile of child,
In the vastness of sky,
In the drops of rain,
In the freshness of wind,
In the presence of love.

If this is not what divine looks like,
Then sorry I don’t need that statue,
That religion,
That scriptures,
In which the form present,
But life missing.


P.S: Thank you and deep gratitude for reading my poems. It’s a newly discovered talent in me, maybe not rhyming and good enough, but I found poetry is the best medium to express our emotions. And that’s the reason I started writing them, it frees up my mind, relaxes me, and the creative expression is deeply fulfilling. I mostly write with my feelings and experience, and not to fill the word limit, so have to include these lines in every poem as they are shorter than one one-fifty words to publish. Accept my gratitude (although I don’t have much).


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