A Poem-1: if
If one day my bed becomes a grave,
Will my thoughts disappear?
Will injustice disappear?
Will God perish?
If one day my thoughts turn into action,
Will my dreams end?
Will there be justice in a moment?
Will God create a new paradise?
If I get out of bed one day,
Would I be a wise?
Can I cross legs and create a god?
Can I kill death for the afterlife?
If I stretch my fingers to the truth
Can I sing like a nightingale?
Could this fire be extinguished after peeing on it?
Will I burn with pleasure?
If I look at a mountain with emotion,
Could it be piece by piece after looking?
If I swallow the candle in silence,
Will the candle burn in me?
I do not care,
I am not in pain,
With the fears in my stomach,
I burn,
In the deepest pit of your fears.
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