Friday, September 12, 2008

God's Own

I am God's two hands
I am His little fingers,
I am God's resolve
His tool of destruction.

I am God's glorious smile
I am His blackened tooth,
I am God's falling hair
the lice in His itching mane.

I am God's ever increasing disappointment
I am His overshadowing glare,
I am God's all burning wrath
I am the fire that keeps Him warm.

I am God's Hell
I too am His creation.

6 comments:

Impressionist said...

"I am God's ever increasing disappointment"
hmmm...that sounds very much like me! :D
u can add 'parents' along with god there! :D

-I

Raghav said...

impressionist...same difference!!

zephyr said...

hehehe.. thts all i can say rite nw... the poem's interesting.. funny in a way =)

Raghav said...

ZEPH..WELL I GUESS THATS GOOD TOO!

Aditya Etteth said...

weren't very happy that day were you? Me likes the words

Raghav said...

not very.. :)