I placed my hand on an orphan's head
and said, "Don't cry.
If you cry, your mom will cry too,
from heaven."

The child wiped her tears
with her ripped-off sleeve.

I kissed her forehead
and said to the Creator,
"Let me know, please, what you feel!"

Human gods are feeble,
They need fights to make them stand.
To give my worship,
I have chosen the god of animals.

You are the creation of my hell-pain,
and I must confess that I have painted this pain
with so much care and love,
bit by bit, bit by bit—
like the way dead leaves hide the earth,
hiding so silently, like an owl were spreading her wings
into the dark, which is still unknown to me.

And I do believe that sailing was in the Creator’s thought.
So, I have not been looking for the reason ever since.
And on that imperative lone voyage of mine,
I sailed my soul towards a directionless world,
where the word 'you' does not make any sense.

Now, standing on the verge of that meaninglessness,
I let everything go—truly, everything.

Hey! Who are you?
I wonder!
Please don’t go, please!
Why are you so quiet?
Can’t you hear my voice?
Or can’t you understand my language?

Hey, please don’t go.
Okay, no need to say—
Who you are,
Just stay.
Please.
I’m begging,
Can’t you see?

Hey, don’t go.
HEY, DON’T GO!
ARE YOU DEAF?

(A frozen voice)
“I’m the Angel of Death,
And this is not your time to go.”

(I said)
It’s okay.
Please stay.
Sit beside me.

Don’t leave me alone.
Don’t let me live alone.
Or take me to there,
where silence even doesn't feel lone.

If the sun ate the world tomorrow,
I would not feel any sorrow.

The cockroach on a ***** sink of mine,
and I would follow
the same fate indeed tomorrow.

As we lived in the world,
we would all know
we were all equal.
Before all we were swimming in the sun,
if the sun ate the world tomorrow.

I'm waiting for someone,
Who is actually no one.
She promised to me,
And I keep me waiting, so that
She can keep her promise
That she made to me.

So, you’re looking for a God.

Yes, that’s true.

May I know why?
To find the ultimate truth?

Yes, that’s right.

May I suggest one thing?

Yes, please.

Be human first, or else
You would end up picking up a devil.