second god

SECOND GOD

Mother is the second god

Where’s mine o’lord

Seeking the warmth of her arms

Which had gone to some other farm

 

God hears the silent prayer

Why my hearing is so rare

Why there can’t be happiness all around

Its our perception that sounds

 

Why the hidden love can not be felt

This problem can never be dealt

Wishing money could be redeemable for love

After all i am her little dove

 

Life is a bovine examination

Acceptance is the only solution

Realised ‘life is what we make it’

Either a glowing candle or a cigarette.

Reviews

[Anahat]

Some really beautiful and powerful lines in this one!
Realised, life is what we make it,
A glowing candle or a cigarette. Absolutely lovely.
Mature thought.
Cheers!

-Love Anahat :)

[Adiyah]

Thanks fr ur encouragng wrds anahat

[Arunima]

"EITHER A GLOWING CANDLE OR A CIGARETTE".....what a thought...i completely agree..well done...outstanding poetry....

[Adiyah]

Thnkuuu :)

[Arunima]

:):)...welcome...

[Coyote Poetry]

Great wisdom in your words.
"Realised ‘life is what we make it’
Either a glowing candle or a cigarette."
I agree with the logic in the above lines. We decide our life. Good or bad. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

"happiness all around
Its our perception that sounds"

We do need prayers in our daily lives whatever your faith might be. Let candles burn our passion for humanity. Excellent...:)....

[Adiyah]

d contnt n form is ryt??

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)..................