"Faith"

Stumbled upon a poem that I wrote in the Twelfth grade. The rebellious me finally negated the faith which was so dotingly inculcated in my upbringing by the elders. I don't remember being radically different from the other adolescents of my age, I rather mingled well with the worldly practices in the beginning, but things change as we grow up, and so do the philosophies of living.

All good though!

......

I have never believed in you,

Never had faith

Yet, sometimes when my eyes are closed,

in an effort to feel your presence,

every fear, every doubt flies,

I break free all my ties

......

They all call you 'the almighty',

You calm us all, you remove the anxiety,

And then, sometimes when my hands are raised,

and I look up in the sky,

All my questions seem to die

.......

They say, you made those stars,

the seconds, the minutes, the hours,

And then, sometimes when I look back in time,

to count the many times when I conquered the failure,

I smile

.......

They say you live in those heavens

You gave us our lives in the number of breaths,

and the ones that leave abode, meet you after death,

I have never believed in you,

Never had faith

Yet, when I clasped my hands in the grief of my loss,

and kept them stuck to my heart,

I felt, you were the constant part,

You were with me in it, you were never apart.