God In Solitude

Why is there so much misery in this world?

Why did God create multiple?

Why doesn't he trample everything under His foot?

What is the wait for?

All the smiles on his face

Won't fade into mere oblivion

It took Him time to gather them

He enjoys the company of His creations 

More than anything else

Eluded, we cannot be

He is a forever witness to everything 

Earlier He was alone

The problem raised 

When he started feeling 

Lonely, to the core 

I cannot say about the rest

But this world in which I find myself

contributing something if not more is asleep

This world does not realize that 

Dukkha begets more Dukkha

Pain is the source 

The origin of all creations: Sorrow

How could we expect this world

Would be a great place to live in for tomorrow?

The Primordial Being

Felt lonely

It pained him to feel like a loner

The child in Him

Resisted His conscience

In the decision-making process

And here we are a product of that Store 

The storehouse of optimism

Forgot about everything else

While creating something new 

He forgot about his pain, his sorrow, his misery

Similarly, we too cannot afford 

To brood and lament, and curse our destinies