Once I met the atheist,in the by lanes of forlorn dreams.
And I heard his Midas words.
It struck my sight with the heart of Gold,
As he was destined to meet me once.
And I was HIS pawn to ride his words.
Then I tried to envy his mind,
He had the prowess to know his own fate.
And even the gory days were in his mine,
but he never stooped on anyone's fate.
Then I realized the truth of being the A ‘Theist’
The slothfulness of my mind,
to blame the lame that never existed.
I toiled for the gluttony of many needs,
while he still flaunted only on his own destiny.