In the thousands of believing pores
I am a scattered abortive child of faith
Free, cap-a-pie I am on this earth
Like nature in the embryo of birth and death circles
For the peace of heaven or fear of hell
I cannot live in biased holiness, God, gods
I talk with myself, inside dweller
I believe but in another way of the present
Imperceptible I invite in the whirling love spirit
To make discernible in the entire canal of body
I am on the scaffold for my materialistic truth
Tearing the fatalistic life of the Scriptures
16.08.2020 Chattogram
For the peace of heaven or fear of I cannot live in biased holiness, God, gods This said it all. Powerful stanza of the poem. Live life the way you think and perceive. Your path is different from others. Keep plodding.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LOVE KRISHNA you will LEARN life. LIFeeeeeee is No childish Play ground YOU are YOung have Fun and with MB od BDeeee