ONCE AGAIN

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I heard the church bells,
Blowing of the shells,
Words of the azaan.
Read testaments of bible,
Plenty of those dohas,
Verses of quraan.
When notes of your music,
Left me spell bound.
When these eyes were closed,
When my head touched the ground.
You were there by my side,
I could feel you around.
In every shrine I found,
You in every being,
Every corner, word, sound.
While joining hands in a temple,
While chanting the word ‘om’,
Its was you under the cross.
Its was you under the dome.
I saw you shining bright,
In a candle’s light.
In all three colours,
Saffron ,green and white.
When a life starts,
Or when some one dies.
I see no religion in their smiles.
I hear no religion in their cries.
My father if everywhere,
Your presence is the same.
Then why these people go against you.
That too by your name.
The days have started growing dimmer,
We need a Jesus once again.
Now tears can feed a river,
We need a Buddha once again.
Men with eyes cannot see,
We need a Nanak once again .
To show the world what’s unity,
We need a Mohammad once again.
Another Mahabharata is to be fought,
We need a Krishna once again.
Not ten but a million heads he has got,
We need a Rama once again.
Fall on the dry earth,
As drops of rain.
Tell me my candles,
Didn’t melt in vain.
We need a prophet once again.
We need a prophet once again.

– Samarth Sharma