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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 25 march 2014

SCENIC BEAUTY

What do you think
a redemption of a clone will work
in the galaxy of stars?

The hope was drying and violence
refuses to decline in the valley of flowers.
Orphaned moon climbs up the hill
to preside over the murmuring truths.

Nothing seems to work
for the liberation of long night
and the winds put off the lantern’s light
which was standing on the shore.

A black widow crawls on my chest
for a certain drenching by a sucked heart.
Still I stare at the black eyes
for a washed up death.

Satish Verma


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POEWHIT

POEWHIT, 25 march 2014

P O E M B O Y 1

Sour is the hour

Call of the flower

Song fills an air

Yesterday, a care

Life flows along

Our life a song

Up seems down, at times

Down is up, a rhyme.

3/24/2014  JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES


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POEWHIT

POEWHIT, 24 march 2014

P O E M B O Y

Cry out words

Sit so absurd

A pen for the notes

Ideas seem remote

Play a magical song

Fill the soul long

That note with tears

Rings long in the ears.

3/23/2014  JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES


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Greg

Greg, 24 march 2014

The Office

Carnivorously tearing into the raw flesh
The neurotic tick tock of fingers
Clashing sharply with the harmony of souls
To unload money from the grips of Being
Take the eagle child, and make massacred stew
To relinquish into destiny
The long forgotten history
Of spies that reside, foreign, in the sky
Bearing down upon
What was once home to us


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POEWHIT

POEWHIT, 24 march 2014

L O N E B I R D

Limb of my domain

To sing of crying pain

Clouds fill the sky

My heart does fly

Wisps of cool wind

Ground full of sin

Let me leave my limb

Floating on air prim

3/23/2014  JOE POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES


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Insatiable Sohail

Insatiable Sohail, 24 march 2014

The Street-children

Always
In all the ages
They are underprivileged.
In whatever name we call them
They are street-children.
 
They sleep by the side of the road
As they are  homeless.
Scraps of food they eat
Left in the plate eaten by others.
 
They are humans
Made of flesh and blood .
But are neglected
Ignored , despised
Wretched and abhorrent one.
 
Life encompassed with
Endless sorrows and pains.
Dilapidated and decayed through ages.
Stricken with poverty
Can’t manage their livelihood
So, they’ve to be content with
Whatever comes ready to hand.
 
But they have desire
To express delight and choice.
A far-sighted dream
To fly in the open sky at large.
They want to be enlightened.
 
Is it a curse for them
To be borne as street-children ?
Can’t we extend our helping hands
Towards them a little ?
To decorate their life
To give them equal value
Above all, to create an illuminated society.


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Insatiable Sohail

Insatiable Sohail, 24 march 2014

Facing the Naughty World

It’s a naughty world
So get ready.
If you can fight then fight
Help each other in need
Our war has just begun.
 
Activities are available
Just add meaning.
Give thanks to the pains
That teaches you courage.
 
Join the two life –
One in mind ,
The other in the real world.
And you’ll find peace.
 
Happiness is an abstract thing
A spiritual experience of living
Every minute with love, grace and gratitude
 
Lead a life of integrity, honesty
And capacity to perform and endure.
All you can take with you is  that
Which you’ve given away.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 24 march 2014

Two lovers met secretly in the spring (Collins sestets)

(after George Eliot)
 
Two lovers met secretly in the spring,
their wooing were much more than a mere fling,
a lovely bride into the church stepped,
in joy her mother, friends and sisters wept;
there is nothing that is greater than love,
if true, nothing can its impact remove.
 
Two parents held a small child in their arms
protecting it, each other from all harms,
sweet was the family’s close company
the time together spent in serenity;
there is nothing that is greater than love,
if true, nothing can its impact remove.
 
Two adults followed a own career
but to each other and to God kept near,
but at a time came death, one’s life was spent,
was still lingering although evanescent;
there is nothing that is greater than love,
if true, nothing can its impact remove.
 
[Reference: “Two Lovers” by George Eliot.]


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Bob Gotti

Bob Gotti, 24 march 2014

Narrow And Wide Gates


We all must consider, every day, both the broad and narrow way,
For destruction, or life awaits, for all entering through both gates,
The narrow gate leads to life; the one where we find Jesus Christ,
The wide gate leads to a road of sin, a broad path of destruction.
 
First, one must choose a gate; the road that follows will correlate,
Wide or narrow this is my friend, with each having a different end,
We see here a clear deduction, as one’s life, the other destruction,
The choice is ours, in this life, but, only one leads to Jesus Christ.
 
A choice not only eternal friend, but having results before the end,
As tribulation may come today, we of God choose the narrow way,
Though the wide can be one easy life, with very little toil and strife,
The choice affects our destination, with a bearing on our salvation.
 
If, the narrow gate you choose, eternally my friend, you won’t lose,
The only road with an eternal view, one unfortunately chose by few,
While filled at times with tribulation, life with God is the destination,
When we finish the end of life, received in Heaven by Jesus Christ,
 
Not so friend with the wide gate, which is your choice, not just fate,
With many on that broad road friend, for this leads to a darker end,
Being the eternal separation from God, when you leave earth’s sod,
Far from that wide road many cherish, for you shall eternally perish.
 
(Copyright ©03/2014 Bob Gotti)


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Bob Gotti

Bob Gotti, 24 march 2014

Our Task At Hand


If only more men could see, it’s not about down here, but Eternity,
But, Satan has blinded many eyes, to the Truths, he does despise,
As their heart he begins to deceive, like he did with Adam and Eve,
Questioning the very Word of God; fixing minds on the earthly sod.
 
For believers our job down here, is to make Gods Truth totally clear,
While fulfilling our primary role, as God moves on the wayward soul,
Being the light, which God requires, becoming all that Christ desires,
As God gives others spiritual sight, piercing darkness with His Light.
 
God works through the Holy Spirit, while we witness and they hear it,
Bringing light to God’s Revelation, focusing eyes upon His Salvation,
Today, believers must understand, the end for many souls is at hand,
And they will only have Eternal Life, through God’s Son, Jesus Christ.
 
The Truths that God put in our heart, to unbelievers we need to impart,
Knowing that The Holy Spirit is able, to change even that hardest fool,
And it’s The Lord God’s sole desire, to save all souls from eternal fire,
Through Christ’s redeeming sacrifice, providing all the way to Paradise.
 
All who continue believing Satan’s lie, apart from God will eternally die,
And o they must embrace God’s Truth, to avoid God’s eternal reproof,
So our task today is to lead all men, to Jesus Christ, to be Born Again,
Born from above into God’s Family, and granted life with God eternally.
 
(Copyright ©02/2011 Bob Gotti)


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