WHEN GOD’S ATTACK
- Garima Bhatt
Can I throw up my hands and surrender?
Must I endure these spiteful flames?
Are these the fires that harden rough coal?
And roast it into a precious jewel
Or is it merely the fury that hell emanates?
To test a soldiers fortitude?
Isolation.. then constant collisions
Getting minced between when and now
Good intentions, your constant suggestion
Can you please stop telling me how….how!!
Your shifty eyes conceal something sinister
Your awkward smile can barely hide
The ever so glorious smirk of pride
The haunting whispers, behind my back
There’s nowhere to hide when God’s attack!
I know you feel like a mighty defeater
But reason should have taught you better
The phoenix singes into delightful flames
Into a lifeless grey from scarlet red.
But no sooner than you turn your head
I shall rise again from this humble dust
In greater glory and blinding light
Kneel and pray, if you must
I’m ready to face a fiercer fight.
2 comments:
the poem is simply beautiful
Hey Nice Poem.......
"har ek baat per kehte ho tum ke tu kya hai;
tumhi kaho ke yeh andaaz-e-guftgu kya hai"
Zabeeh
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