Devil Poet (March 8, / House 11B, Road 28, Dhanmondi R/A, Dhaka -1209, Bangladesh(Now live in Dhaka permanently.))
Poems by Devil Poet : 7 / 571
A God Like Me
Almighty
If you are you really
a God
Mercy me.
You know
What do I beg
Almighty
You are omnipotent
Be kind to me
If you are really
a God like me.
Devil Poet
Submitted: Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Poems by Devil Poet : 7 / 571
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Nice piece, everyone has their separate views on God and what exactly his role should be
Sir,
It is true and It may be the pnly prayer, we could do to god
to know who we are is the fulfilment of our understanding of why we are here... extremely deep and powerful Ershad... loving the Self... only then can we truly help our fellow men... blessings, ph
I saw your light
I was child
Now
I know
You are light of my sight
I'm god!
thanks for sharing 10
Ershad, greetings. I do hope that the time and energy you spend on loving your god, comparing yourself to god, leaves time, energy, thought and awaremess of all the uglies on the earth that gods don't have time to stop or heal. Each human must become an active doer of all good. Only we can prevent cruelty and neglect to others. If we have to remind ourselves and others every single day, it isn't too often. We have to speak up and be heard. MOst importantly, we have to act. People don't choose to be dependent on others, helpless, ill, traumatized, ad infinitum. Love is the answer. When we love, we help. My best, Carol
Buddhha said to his monks, learn to love yourself first, only then there is a possibility of your being a good monk..very nicely expressed.
Crystal clear and deep.Namaste.
one has to be kind enough to self in the first place...Help self, God helps out...good write...congrats, Ershad...10