I Have A God

I Have A God elegy

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Woken up by a mellifluous music never heard before,
Made me wonder, was I in the kingdom of Orpheus ?
Or was it the orchestra of heavenly maidens?
I open’d my eyes after honey’d slumber,
Blind’d by sparkling silver and blazing gold
Of a goldsmith’s treasure trove.
I walk’d step by step on the cloudy floor
Feeling the weightlessness of my heavy shoulders.
Much had I been overwrought by mortal burden,
And heaved a sigh at this fanciful world.
Above the lands, above the seas,
Above the mountains had I obliviously reached.
In the realms of dreams I smiled,
And swirled my glittery gown.
The gods had been kind for this Elysian ecstasy
Loud shout’d I my gratitude to the Almighty,
If this be divinity I ask for no more
Before me stood my creator in all his luminosity and spoke,
You call’d me child and I your servant be,
No more pain, no more misery,
No more desire, no more passion shall ever feel.
Your soul in my palm will be, your vesture rested on the ground.
Down look you on earth,the towering inferno has turned you to smithereens.
Your love is here,
And here begin we a life afresh.
He point’d his big finger down, once again.
There on earth your treasures lie,
The fray is on and many will die.
For centuries have they fought and for centuries will they continue,
Your abode be here for all times to come,
Fret not you, for I be here.
Spoke I to God,
A dream this were not, for I am sure.
What treasures do I yearn? What passions do I crave?
What pain? What misery you speak of when I your only audience be?
My raptures the world knows not of,
For too entangled is the diseased world,
Of attachments and detachments.
Much to their envy am I filled with pride,
My journey has not ended,
With you by my side it has just newly begun.

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Balveen Cheema

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Balveen Cheema has been teaching English for 25 years. It is at the ripe age of 60 that she started penning her thoughts into poetry. Being brought up and educated by her grandparents in a cosmopolitan environs of Pune and visiting her parents in rural Punjab during her vacations, she shuttled between the modern and rural backgrounds . A strong streak of romanticism with nature and rustic pleasures is evident in many of her poems. At present she is residing in Chandigarh and still enjoying her first love, poetry!
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Laya Sarath
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Wonderfully penned mam.. 🙂

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