Comments : And It's All About You

  • 17 years ago

    by BrokenMisery

    Its a good idea, it reminds me somewhat of an Evanescance song. Is it aimed at god? WEll i did like it anyhow although i think some of the lines could have been too long for a good flow... but good job all the same.

  • 17 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    Thats really a powerful poem, must be controversial for some of the readers too...but i liked ur thoughts and feel the same way too, nicely penned

    all the best and take care
    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    People worship of God but only for thier selfishness. Today man is killing a man. Everyone think only about theirself.
    You have listen about Bombay bomb blast. This blast have been made by man not by god.
    God is there but we remember him when we are in trouble.
    Do You remember a God even three times in a day?

  • 17 years ago

    by Truly in Love

    Don't you think it's time for us to forget you too?

    very nice way of ending this poem...
    I liked the thought behind...many a times, i think that way too...

    Much Love,
    Ipsita

  • 15 years ago

    by Goodbye

    You love to see the blood; don't you?
    You love to see people crying, life in askew
    You look all the same like a stone but not suppose to
    Then why should I pray everyday and thank you?

    => If these are questions for God, I can say I am convinced he don’t love to see blood. He created us. The one who loves to see blood is devil, don’t you think? Human have made statues of God long time ago and worship them.. Real God is not made from stone or blood or fire or light.

    Blood is flowing everywhere, is it that cheap?
    Anytime any one can fall, life is losing grip
    Hatred is in everyone's vein and it's running so deep
    Wondering when will you wake up from your abstruse sleep

    => Yes, we humans are bad and cruel. We kill each others. We kill other creatures. We are killing mother Earth.

    How many people have to cry loud to wake you up?
    Blood is flowing; tears are drying yet not enough
    Evil is running this world and benignity is losing its turf
    Do you think without us you can survive, it's all that more tough

    => God is not a superman. He created this Earth on his purposes. He can also destroy it. No matter if God would give humans another life, they would still do same mistakes.

    If this world is your creation then why this is becoming a savage place
    Why you look so powerless & numb when they laugh on your face
    Why you let people suffer when they look for your embrace
    If humanity dies every day then who is losing grace?

    => This life is a test. Imagine you build a big palace. You make it very perfect and good. Do you want bad people to enter your palace to destroy it? I doubt. This life is a test who we humans behave.

    Everyone counts the dead yet pretends that everything is fine
    Everyday they light up the candles in the house of divine
    But no one knows who'll see tomorrow, who is on the line
    If your blessing is with us then why should our fate must resign?

    => Humans are weak.

    I don't really understand that you're real or just a fake
    People pray to you every moment put everything on stake
    But there I see a child dies by a flying bullet passed through his head
    You are too contradictory, only a myth or you are just dead

    => You cry because an innocent child dies? So you think Earth is bet

    You love to see people falling on your feet, don't you?
    You love to see the fearful eyes, life in subdue
    You look so calm & doing nothing, you're so untrue
    Don't you think it's time for us to forget you too?

    => I feel more like you mix God and devil… Devil is the one who enjoys from people’s suffering.
    I can feel your frustration to life… But it is understandable… There is a proverb which says “This life is a hell on earth to believer and paradise for non-believer. Hereafter is paradise for believer and hell for non-believers.”

    For short...It was well-written poem and it desribes the pain of people very well when their soul are calling for God and they look at the sky but God is nearer than the bones of own body...