I Am A Poet Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I am a poet,
Of the small house and my attachment,
Peopled by,
I think about life and the world,
Today here,
Tomorrow where?

When I had been a child,
I had no idea about life and death,
I used to think of being close to God,
But with the growing years, feel I,
How far am I from,
How distanced am I from!

Where the heaven, I used to imagine of,
Where the Kingdom of God,
Wherefrom God seeing and helping me
In distress,
Trouble and tribulation?

My world had been one of
My childish vision, dream and reflection,
My innocent imagination,
My failure to understand, comprehend
The Dark Side of Creation,
His Mission and Vision Dark,
Dark Within and Dark Outside,
I could not, could His Providence,
His Benevolence,
My blind faith took me aside to counsel me
And my fault is this
That believed I Him
In my utter ignorance.

Logic and Reason came to extend their helping hands to me
But I blind to them,
In my faith,
Which but betraying me
Shook me violently
To turn into an iconoclast.