Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

Tell Me The Direction, God Lives


O! My mighty mother,
tell me and give my curiosity a reason
tell me the direction God lives
but, before this
tell me whether he lives there,
everywhere there are bloody hands
who are just willing to end there generation
rapes, murders, corruption-are they created by Him?
He created humans-they created these
so we should not get God blame
in every direction they are blooming
so, you my mighty mother
tell me the direction God lives
tell me whether he lives there? ? ? ?

Submitted: Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 08, 2013

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  • Unwritten Soul (5/10/2013 2:01:00 AM)

    God lives and seen in every life that we we witness and see... but human has given a choice to decide what life they want, good or bad..they have given a mind, a precious one...no matter what they have chosen, someday the judgement will place them where they will go...and God will tell their destiny, their direction_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (5/8/2013 4:51:00 AM)

    God gave us free will that is why there seems so much wrong doing, but there is a lot of good happening too!
    I think God lives in our heart and souls if only we allow him to bloom!
    A very thought provoking and well written poem! (Report) Reply

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