Truth

Truth a poem on the aspect of different names of god due to geographic region and language.

 

TRUTH

 

 

Bramha, Allah, Jevovah, Vishnu, Ahuramazda, Shiva...

 

What’s in a name?

A way to identify the same,

Geography, language is mainly to blame.

 

Your glory is such,

Man asks for too much.

 

Meditation or one pointed concentration is the key,

But who says there is no fee?

 

Day to dawn makes no sense,

What does? We call nonsense.

 

Who am I and why am I here?

Has just become my greatest fear.

 

Is justice to be done with the strength in my hands?

Or by sweet words maybe written in the sand?

 

When will you set me free?

So that I can be with thee.

 

How am I to live in bliss?

When I stop myself from giving all a kiss.

 

Why do I write I do not know?

It is only ink on paper to show.

Author's Note

From my book Ponder Awhile