D`wine Poem by Xelam Kan™

D`wine

Rating: 4.6


Mistaken by the subsequent races
The STORY of god and His traces;
From Solon to Solomon, and
from Moses to Marx, and of course,
From necromancy to theocracy.
How can He only be a Semitic,
and mute in Gallic and in Attic?
THESE are nothing but fancies, and
an aura of Romance, that brought
humanity in trance, to cease their peace and
Freedom with an uncertain attitude;
And fool the Mortals as a child.

How graciously marked by a Renaissance`s soul, that
there is no sin but ignorance, and
count religion but a childish toy.
Isn`t THIS a fable or old wives` tales?
Priest, monk, Saint, cleric and rabbi
These are but heralds of heaven and hell,
Claimed to be revealed with
scriptures sealed, that deluded
the truth that was 'cognate' to man.
The mysteries of life and death
Of good and evil, Of heaven and hell,
Aren`t illusions and mantal repressions?
That viciously drafted to hail their worldly vision.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dedicated these expressions to a man of letter 'Mr Dinesh Nair'. a good and gentle fellow of the poemhunter.com
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Johnathan Juarez 18 December 2012

I really like it. It's pretty awesome and kinda beyond me but maybe not so much to where I couldn't enjoy it. Thanks for letting me know about it a poem this good makes me think and that's what's up

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 18 December 2012

Meant to intoxicate? Well im a teetotaller? Is dis propagatin atheism? I don find my religion far from precision. But i do admire d literary expressive ars poetica u employd here. So Kudos 4 dat.

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Antonio Liao 19 December 2012

wonderfully flash-point of what is to be a profane being.... a midway of retrospection of one self....a buff meaning of Life in a limbo....such provocative lines of your poem capture some intriguing issues of today's event....so real and genuine in heart and in reality....kept it up....God bless

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Jahan Zeb 19 December 2012

A big star shines above our head. What is above that? and then above That? and then above THat? and then above THAt? and then above THAT? ..? ...? ....? .....? ......? .......? so many questions. Is there an end to the universe? there must be. then What is that end? will that be a wall? or will that be a curtain? What can that be? Do you think these wonderful systems in our bodies came to be by themselves? I don't think so...... There must be a mystery. there are so many questions dear that prove there is Allah (God) . But the problem is that to know the biggest mystery of life the most bitter thing of life has to be tasted (Death) . I am sure about my God. So far the quality of your poem is considered, I keep saying you are a literary person. You have got great guts. This a fantastic poetic piece of literature. typical Gulsherian.

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Unwritten Soul 19 December 2012

I dont know who wrote the letter to Mr Dinesh, but as whole as i absorbed by my mind and consciousness...God is the one who we are used to know and should and must to know. Sometimes we are too obsessed with this thing until we lost the sight of relation in mind. Adam to the last prophets, were sent to keep continuing the path that we supposed to see...human always like that, easily lost...even time by time we remake a story from a real story astray...sending prophets is just to make sure the real version is coming to people from one generation to last generation..Of course to talk about it, a sensitive issues because everybody hold different faiths, well we have to respect as everyone has their own mind. I believe in God but as much as i love science it not degrading my believe on my God but it strengthen my believe, because the art of creation is really amazing, through science...well even more than that...just we chose science not mean we have to reject God and divine idea... if we really seek the truth without trying heart to rejecting we may see...Science is always improving but belief must keep on standing like plant toward the sunlight that we must be..on the right path to grow! _Soul

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John Shea 05 January 2013

Very deep for me John. I am at this moment drinking D' wine though. John

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 24 December 2012

a man of wisdom you are as the rich poem of indicates.

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Valsa George 22 December 2012

Going through your poem, D'wine without reading the note at the end, I was going to suggest that you have a very ideal friend, who would be mighty pleased with your poem. But surprisingly at the end, I found your dediction to that very same guy! From time immemorial, there have been people who believed in the existence of God and who found religion, a way of reaching that God. As we know, History is replete with crusades and the names of people who have courted martyrdom in the name of relegion. In the same way, there have been equal or more number of people who hold the opposite view. It simply shows that man has a free will to accept and interpret things as he likes. Ofcourse there is a lot of exploitation taking place in the name of religion and a lot of bloodshed too. But, trust in God is a matter of Faith and there is no place for logical reasoning in matters of Faith. I believe in a religion of tolerance, love and brotherhood and I firmly believe that God is never the one who always weilds a weapin to cut down the heads of people, but a god who can overlook our sins and acts of omission and comission and receive us with extended arms into his bosom of ever engulfing love. Coming to your poem, it is excellent in language and presentation though I disagree with the idea. The heading deserves a special applause with its connotations.

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Valerie Dohren 22 December 2012

Like everyone else, I have my own views about God and religion - I am more interested in the psychological perspective. The poem itself is a great write, and no doubt very thought-provoking.

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Bright Morn 22 December 2012

Being a believer i must say that there a God even beyond eternity or infinity though not perceptible by our sences or to say beyond the range of our senses as the ultra sonic rays are not audible or the ultraviolet light is not visible. What was when there was nothing? None but Allah, the poem is great, the rhythm and flow is excellent, though not agreeing with the thought but really appreciate the quality of the poem, great write.

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