Category : Poems

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Can I not belong to any religion and still believe in the creator ?
Can I not venerate a figurine and yet be kind to a fellow creature ?
Can I not ever be bound by any particular isms or let my senses be governed by suppresive dogmas ?
But still be happy at the smile of another and in their sorrow, shed a tear ?
Why should my mind be enclosed in an abstract edifice of blind faith and fear ?
Forever looking skywards in search of imaginary beings who shall set things right for me,
Why I ask can I not trust my own faculties more than I should trust aphorisms ?
Tell me why I cannot perceive life in my optative way and die a contented man ?
Is it because an 'fraid mind is easier to manipulate and control, 
Through citation of notional ideas of virgins in heaven, torment in hell and reincarnations of the soul ? 
"Men fear what they do not understand",
So isn’t it better to understand than to simply let fear cloud your understanding ?