Jittered God by human chanting,
Yelled in vibrating Whisper,
'O' you man
Am so tired of you;
I can't hear plights of each;
Already I have split myself,
Into multiple atoms and
Habitated in you and all;
Why always resort to visiting
church and mosque;
Misconception of you,
God lies inside them;
Are only mirrors,
Reflect the God inside you;
Fragment of atom, {atma (soul) }
Already exists in you,
Just fumble and identify,
Your innerself;
You will find your I (soul) ,
Already waiting,
For you to help;
© Sadashivan Nair
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