I DON’T DENY YOU. I DENY ONLY ME

I don’t deny you.

I deny only me

For the reason that

I am unable to identify me

Except in and through you.

Can’t I deny me to believe
And identify me only in you?

I don’t disbelieve you

I disbelieve only me,

Seeing my helplessness

That I am not because of me.

Can’t I disbelieve me to believe only in you

To see me in you and you in me?

So, hello me or you....,

All the names,
Given as attributes and qualities,

From relative non-real world of bodies,

Become themselves idols ad symbols

Made of letters or matters in billions and billion,

Which only will fill the heavens and beyond.

Still, if one doesn’t believe in himself,

As an independent entity as against you, 

To be embarrassed to know only you remain

Even in the form and feel of him,

Getting for him no stance as against  you

To address you as “you”,

Why and how will you come in

As the subject for the concepts and beliefs?

How can you be asking,

Depicted as concerned and complaining,

To believe in you.

Will it be his fault 

That you too get denied 

When he denies himself?

What wrong you will feel,

What loss you will incur

Or what gain you will make

If one sees you or sees you not,

If one believes in you or believes in you not,

As one or many.

In your oneness, you are many.

In all many, in thes universe forms, you are one.

In oneness or in many

You are in any forms

Of attributes and qualities

One may happen to give

In letters or matter

From his helplessness.

READING A BOOK, NOT TO KNOW OR SEEK TRUTH OR GOD IN ITS LIGHT.

Still it is really worrying

You read a book,

Not to know anything from it

And not to seek truth or God

In its light.

But only for reward.

You become more material and selfish

To open an extension counter

To your selfish motives

Through reading a book too.

Real pity.

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You pray and praise God.

Not because you know him.

Not because you seek him.

Not because you want to praise him

With the conviction you have.

But only for the rewards, promised,

With only those names, words and attributes

Others put in your mouth.

Just to open an extension counter

To your selfishness,

Even in your after life.

Real pity.

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You fast and make pilgrimages.

Not because you seek or you want to seek.

Not because you want to sacrifice

For your seeking of absolute.

But just because you are ordered

And for the rewards promised

To satisfying your  physical selfishness

And to open an extension- counter

To that your selfishness in so-called paradise.

Real pity.

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Don’t you know, my son

You will reach nowhere,

If you still want to open up an extension counter

To your selfishness and its desire?

That will deny and cover you away

From the sight of  God and truth

God is there with you in your selflessness

All your selfish motives and earnings

Are required therein as the fuel to burn

In your path of seeking God and truth

Or meaning and aim of life.

When you are in and with your path

Automatically you will have to exhaust the fuel

Before you reach the destination.

There you will never have an extension counters to it

But shut down all what you have had already.

What all you have dug for

Will be the well that will quench you further.

PRAY AND COMPLAIN TO GOD JUST BECAUSE YOU DO NOT BELIEVE IN HIM

PRAY AND COMPLAIN TO GOD JUST BECAUSE, DO NOT BELIEVE IN HIM

As simple it is….

Happen to pray and complain to God

Just because, do not believe in him.

Need and feel to pray and complain to God

Just because, really disbelieve him.

Rather, while praying, 

Mean to say and imply

God did and made mistakes.

Or he caused imperfections and defects.

(Not knowing

Only a letter or a comma or a colon I am

In a sentence in a chapter in a book.

And alienating myself from the whole

I go for praying and complaining.)

And by praying and complaining

I need God to correct

Such his mistakes, defects and imperfections.

So, I notify and remind him

Of those his mistakes or misgivings

For correction.

Somehow, I happen to think and believe,

God did not see and know

What I could see and know.

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Dear my son,

If at all you happen to see and know God,

If at all you believe in God

You will never pray, complain and ask for more.

Rather seeing the greatness

And the greatness of this universality and life in it

You will just happen to be fall in great silence

Of great awe and astonishment.

And will just acknowledge the same

Helplessly,  without knowing how to express,

With all the attributes and names you can give.

This universe and all the space in it won’t be enough

To accommodate those attributes and names.

Dear my son,

You will just become thunder-struck

To see, know, acknowledge and praise

The mere spark of this greatness.

And such your knowing, praising and acknowledgement

With your conviction and admission in awe and astonishment

Will become your prayer.

Nothing else my dear son.

If you believe in God

You will never have to pray, complain and ask for more.

Than just acknowledge and praise

On what all you see, enjoy and experience.