One day you will die
And go to a place
You will stand there with your god
What will you say?
Will you recognize him in the first sight
Or will you take a little time?
Will you ask him his name first
Or will you sing your little rhymes?
What will you say if he asks you
How was your life?
Will you show him your scars first
Or your back filled with knives?
Will you stand there patiently
Or will you run to hug him first?
Will you tell him what you gain in life
Or tell him what you lost?
Will you tell him who you met?
When you drink his cup of tea
Will you tell him of the vast lands first
Will you tell him about the enormous sea?
Will you tell him about the love of Your pretty little life or
Will you tell him how you miss your children and your Beautiful wife?
Will you tell him about your parents who give you birth or
Will you tell him how many times you wanted to leave his earth?
Will you tell him how many wishes were left there unfulfilled or
Will you tell him about the blank spaces left to be filled?
Will you boast about the money that you make in your life but
What if he asks you where is all the money that you bring and hide?
I know what you will do
You will sit there empty-handed
With nothing by your side
But maybe he will love to hear
All the memories that you made
Maybe he will love to hear who left
You at tough times and who always stayed
Maybe he will want to know the little things that made you happy
Or all the things that you said made your day a little more crappy!
The little cup of tea will be finished soon
He will ask you what you want
A curse or a boon
But don't tell him about the stories of heaven
And hell that devil haunts
He will look at you confused
He will ask you what that mean
He will ask you haven't you seen
The good and evil you were fearing
Were always hiding within
All in the body and mind that you live
All in the beauty of the poison that you sip
All on the earth say it heaven or hell
All was in front of you
You just can't spell
Then you will realize exactly what you did
You ruin all the beauty of the things that he made
You use too much brain
For the things that were in front
That life was made to live not
For some public stunt
You were too busy in searching for the truth
That you ruin the surfaces that were once smooth
You realize what you did when you look him in the eyes
Then you will see the pain that he always hides
You see you never remember other than your times in need
Can you tell me honestly have you been a friend indeed
You will see he is hurt by your actions and your words
He just sends a child to live a life
That comes back as a man ever worst
Will you feel guilty or
Will you blame him again?
What will you say if he asked you
What did you do the things he gave?
Will you tell him you destroyed them
For proving his own existence fake?
What will you do if he asks you
What do you really want
Do you want to live with him
Or want to again be born?
Cause after all you did
Will you look him in the eyes?
Can you live with him with guilt
By telling him your sweet lies?
So you will choose to born again to maybe
Correct all your mistakes
But when you come back here you will
Repeat them again and again
Cuz you will forget your little chat with
the Cup of tea with God
You will keep leaping in you narrow
mindset
Never you will make it broad
Cuz you will always think of measly things such
As your fake little pride and allure strange traditions and voices of those lies
He will see you from up there
He will miss you again cuz when you got the Chance to be with him you lost it again
You will never see him
But you will hurt him again
Cuz he is up there lonely
Waiting to be found again.

-Lovekaira

This is one of my favourite poem I ever write, it's pretty old maybe from last year. It's really important to me cuz I write it at 3AM in the morning while I was really anxious about something. Although I am not a believer but I do love this poem. Please share you opinions I will be waiting!!💖💖💖💖