An atheist preaches God withal a theist
Durably preaching no God !

Fear haunting me of dark evils
Visions chasing me to asunder
Nowhere a heart to protect me
Aloof a saying women are God's gifts
And no life without them
They remain beautiful as quotes
Searching a place to hide
Staying secluded from stray dogs
Abiding in a thought of suicide
Afore surrendering in their hands !
Unrivalled request to this world
Words nevermore protect us
Prove it through your actions
We are your gift in this life !

Roses laughing at thorns
With its pride of grandeur
Beauty with pride ends in ravage
Thorns pitying the roses
At its armourless heart
Concealed with its pride
Elegance with wisdom gives esteem

My heart swirling in stillness
Red blood turns pink of blush
Tongue resisting to feel the taste
Sleep divorced my eyes
Ears refuse to hear the world
Revamping myself in new thoughts
Lento closing my eyes
With one hand on my heart
Seeing that image smiling
Oh! The one who stole my heart
Am I in love with him ?

Bringing me to this world with pain
Holding me close to your heart
Seeing me smile in your tears
Being a good comrade to share
Giving me this treasured life
With a wondrous bestow allied you
Mother, you are the gift of my life!

Each day is a gift with adversity
Stretching my two hands open
Receiving the gift of life chosen by God
Where God feels the capability in me
To carry the luggage with ease
Making me stronger in facing life!

Let me be a poetry of your silence
Running through your thoughts
Breaking the pain of your solitude
Relieving the burden of your heart
Filled with innocence of your love
Let me be your immortal inamorata!