There is a God
While living the indulgent & busy lives
From day till night, one remain in strives
Handling matters one feels indispensable
Imperative for the life and death a fable
Having idea, that he runs the world
Otherwise progress is none, productivity twirled
Man, who considers himself absolutely free
The be-all, the end-all, an ace of liberty
It's true, has got lot of potential
Can move mountains, rest inconsequential
Stellar knowledge, making things world class
Information immense, like predicting and forecast
But Alas with all Success, still in oblivion
In losses and errs, revert to the One, his true companion
Realization grows with his uncertainty
Vagueness and ambiguity, makes him saintly
Physical ailment or worldly oppression
Hard knocks of life, brings many confessions
But look at the Gracious, the Almighty
Still listens, and guide us Rightly
Forgives our forgetfulness and asks us to rethink
In neglect, have missed the most essential link
Turn to HIM, whose there and listening
In turn is his kindness and countless blessings.
poem by Samima Shah
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