The Story Of God Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

A happy thoughts, a happy few
health which allows a critic to speak
to stand up to the shot, a respect
the idea that adam hath eaten the apple
the birth of universe, the virtues arranged

the use of intellect, the record of noise
the game of another to give away to creation
a preservation of death, on the feeling of immortality
the condition of a Harijan
utensils which need to be clean

great is such an occasion, to talk about life
made modern with the elements of god
joy and prolonged with a break
the fame which overtakes

to go hand in hand with nature
all which require, in persona of grace
the one little room, the lamp of love

let us not forget, a prisoner in the dungeon
a little flute which sings it's own glory
a width and inches and holes
to work not even his angels
the ideal exclaimation to god
and it was God who came down on earth
to grant a wish to me
wish I were.............