Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The Apple


This is a poem from a different genre and i ll take good time to complete it :). Any suggestion is welcome. 





The Apple




I had a dream of unknown resonance throttling my soul,
I never slept after that;
I saw Eve with an apple in her hand
She looked at me in disdain
She blamed me for killing God;
But I am a mere mortal struggling for my breadth,
I never knew any other deeds.


She took me to the bank of Hiddekel;
She held my hand and asked the reason,
I did not kill God,
I have never been to that road,
And I am a mere mortal struggling for my breadth,
I never knew any other deeds.

Oh! Don’t you know my pain?
I am struggling in vain;
I don’t need your apple,
And I know your story,
She kept looking at my eyes,
I am yet to understand that vice.

Spare me for the sake of humanity,
I can feel the pain in my breast;
Leave me alone I want to go home,
Why am I here today in Rome,
She said, you killed God;
It’s now time to unload.

We robed God in the Garden of Eden,
And you killed God now, my plea- please surrender.
You are them all the time; you are the world,
You premeditated and killed him slowly,
And I am here to save humanity;
All I want is universal unity.

To be Continued....please come back to read the whole poem

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