Poetry: My Second Date With God

It is my second date

with God.

We both had forgotten

about our first date

so were pretty

excited, thinking

about a first date

between two strangers

though we both realized later

that we both were mistaken.

I had, though, thought about 

God many a times during

my life, after

I gained my senses.

I had talked to God

many a times,

imaging,

imagining,

in a virtual space.

Most of the time it had

been difficult to differentiate

whether it was a talk within

me 

or with someone outside, living

in another world.

The moment we met,

taking it as a first date,

but in actual a second date,

we both realized we had a 

date before,

but had forgotten

each other's faces

and the time.

The first date was before

God dispatched me to Earth

after stamping me with my

date of production,

and now the second date is

when i have reached to my

expiry date and can no longer

stay here, as nobody needs me

here now.

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