When I Breathe My Last Comments

its an excellent poem, enjoyed it.

He will be OUR GOD [ of all mortals] and I elevate Him not for me sir, it is for all of us and even if any one does not need to have such a God by him, let him be with the Bishops, the Mullahs and the Sages. Thank you Chawlaji for the interesting note.. God, are you listening? All are discussing my poem on you.

Very interesting write. And there I would Baptise God in the River of Knowledge' and thus you would chisel the God according to your understanding. Wont He then be your God? By the way, are we not always thinking of human God or God of humans? What if other millions of species were able to verbalise their predicament and were to create a God of their own. A good write inspite of my above remarks.

beautiful write. When I breathe my last breathe I pray to be caught up in the arms of angels and taken to meet with my departed family.

I would Baptise God in the River of Knowledge..... I were to be the teacher of His for a little while....... He would shed the tears after the real Work was done...... Sir, I was just wondering if we could do so much in heaven, which we couldn't do in earth... Poem filled with sense of humour and hypothetical too... Enjoyed the write.

If there was a God, He would have a great deal to answer to, and I would be front of the queue. But I do not believe in an objective God, only the one which is our higher self. Interesting write Dinesh, providing much food for thought.

amazing poem with a sense of humour too..........i was literally visualizing and smiling while reading the below lines: -) Bishops and Sages would frown at me, I would not care Mullahs and Gurus would laugh at me, I would just smile back, Peasants and Poets would close their ears and I would my eyes I had had enough of them when alive, not anymore shall I need them. a v nice wish Sir, yes we have so many things in mind to be corrected and narrated when we reach that ultimate destination of our lifes journey. But sadly, though we wont remember all this when will reach there, as it would a totally different stage for us, and if reincarnation is true, our dear ones who have already perished before us would have reborn somewhere with a new face: -) thoroughly njoijed the poem Sir

Hypothetical you say, yet you give a serious thought. Nice poem to ponder. Thank you.

I wish to reshape Him for the benefit of the lesser mortals, When 'you' all occasionally see the cosmic spaces dancing now itself I distance from yourselves, It is not a bliss aspired by me for my first line speaks it out, I shall teach things to a God who created the Sun and the Moon only after the Earth And who first created fauna and flora and then went for the Sun.. I shall teach for I want that job whether I am paid or unpaid and as I know to teach Let Him teach me down on the Earth later if He ever wants.... Madam Valsa, please stay here till we all return from the higher vacuum To fill in the void felt for millions of years and be there never Behind the cassocks of the Bishops frowning at me above there..... Even as mischief and humour spill these beans I would wait for a miracle to happen, it`s my magical wish indeed. Thank you for your comments, Valsa, Diane, Payal and Kanav.

So you wish to reshape God in your mould! 'And then will He smile at me and the cosmic spaces will dance, 'We occasionally see that dance! Unfortunately it is a late bliss for you! 'If I were to be the teacher of His for a little while', Teachers always like to teach others and are never willing to be taught! Any way a beautiful poem, rich in humour and mischievously entertaining! Enjoyed much! A sure 10 for this!

may i say how brilliant writer you are sir, you are affectionate you are brave, you are talented and i found myself lucky that i get to know you that i get to read your marvelous poetry..the piece you've written is spellbinding it keeps the reader stick to it till the end no matter if the reader is a believer or nonbeliever..and as much as i know we have have our own heart our own brain and our own opinions... when i sing my feet dances when i dance my mouth sings when i sleep my eyes dream when i stand my body waits when i write my heart speaks when i pray i have faith .... hats off.......

the middle part and the ending is very powerful, , , , loved the line And unto His ears I shall whisper the tales of woes infinite