Sunday, January 27, 2008

MY CONVERSATIONS WITH GOD

Do you love her ?
Do you want to be with her ?
be the reasons for her smile,
Standing for her always,
ensuring her life flows unabated like the Nile.
Without even a pause
"yes " I replied.

Do you want to share her happiness?
be her guide to the winding paths of life,
hold her hand,
leading her to the right path ,
even if she closes her eyes.
Without even a pause ,
"yes " I replied.

Then my son , I'll grant you a wish
When she needs help ,
When she needs somebody ,
Do you want to be the first she turns to ?
I paused for a while
" Since the wishes that you grant are few"
My heart was beating very fast
"Doesn't matter to me if I'm not the first "
"But bless me that I would be the last ."
God just saw me and just smiled.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Amazing piece......hav no words..it's just tooooo good..

3611 said...

dude i love this poem...there's a hell of writer in you...Wow!It touched me deeply....keep rocking buddy!!!!.....(but, may I know who is SHE :P)

pavan madhini said...

Beautiful....back to form .

Dhiresh said...

yeh mishra..... u improve with every piece of ur creation ... keep it up

pavan madhini said...

and you really should write abt something/somebody else.......the universe is so bleddy big .

Amit Sanger said...

Cool... Yeah its quite right to be the last one. because destinations come always in the last ... after a long way, after a long journey.... and then.. when she will reach you, there will be no going back for her.

Nitish Singh said...
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Nitish Singh said...

here goes my awaiting comment...actually you have bereaved me from my words...but i have written a trash by spare ones...yet thinking that it would be a great appraisal to your work...thats' my say...to a becoming poet like you...


let people say what they say
cause no-one in your way.
facing failures gives nay
should remind you your day.

doing not what you could do
i bet still hands bothers you.
saying not what you could say
i bet your throat wants to sore hey.
then why stagnant is your vein ?
i bet not understand they!
want to bleed-out if you,
then just bleed, thats' my say

not wait till winds flow
may reminisces give you blow
acceptance of self make you grow
then why fear to fail they don't know
want to run-out if you,
then just run ,thats' my say

have a will to bypass stones
thinking that they are mild then
run, till eyes get BLIND.

shrill said...

nice one...
brings out the hidden romantic...
"at the touch of love everyone becomes a poet"...thus said PLATO..
is that true with u too???
;)