Satish Verma, 25 october 2017
Do you share the bed
with a perceived lover in illicit
borders?
A pink gestation
of a thought? Hands
holding a naked truth?
The winds were harsh, cold
and persuasive. And lake was
sending an obscene invitation.
You were ready to make
a jump, ending the speculation.
I speak alone -
in the arguments with
sooty bust of the sky.
Moon has no other name.
Satish Verma, 23 october 2017
In war of attrition
with moon,
you need a black eye.
The stars blinked.
A milkyway changed its stance
and went on fast track.
The sense of sky
was changing. Earth
decided to take off the veil.
I was not engaging
any contradictions. Let the turmoil
throw up an alternative.
It was seen coming.
The blind snakes
starting an intrepid attack.
Joe Breunig, 22 october 2017
When will Humanity shed…
his blinders of ignorance?
Salvation can’t be found…
outside of Christ’s death
and glorious resurrection.
Can our inherit arrogance,
which is questionably based
on the accumulation of data
that’s carefully culled, be
worth a future without God?
Nothing we claim, stops Him
from being the Alpha & Omega.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Acts 4:12; Rev 22:13
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Joe Breunig, 22 october 2017
We need to stop setting goals
and personal standards, based…
on the foolishness of our fears;
Human expectations, dumb notions
and the fickleness of desire is
no way to live. Measuring years
by our accomplishments is silly;
someone in the future will either
outdo us or destroy our efforts.
Can we create a meaningful legacy
that touches lives with God’s Love
or even move beyond… self-comfort?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Luke 12:16-23; Eccl 3:20-22 and
If God always met our expectations,
He’d never be able to exceed them.
–Steven Furtick
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Joe Breunig, 22 october 2017
The words of empty rhetoric,
don’t impress the unsaved;
Love requires real actions
of Faith; one day, a grave
will contain soiled remnants
of how, we were perceived;
the memories others recall,
are what they often received-
by the witness of our lives.
Before men, we’re justified
through our works of Love;
yet, it’s Christ crucified…
that serves as the impetus
behind our true motivations;
He’s the standard for living
and grace against damnation
of our eternal souls.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Jam 2:24; Exo 17:15–16
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Joe Breunig, 22 october 2017
Loving people, without agendas
of hidden motives, is what God
desires from us; if we’re not
authentic, then we are frauds
who lack value… to His Kingdom.
Without the pureness of a heart,
that’s inclined towards Him, we
have nothing tangible to impart
to those, who fail to discover…
their sacred identities found in
Christ, a Savior, Who loves them.
Within Humanity, we’re children
who need to teach others… about
the divine connection and scarlet
thread that binds us together;
we’re a bride and not some harlot
selling herself, to gain attention
for the merits of His Salvation.
Author notes
Inspired by:
Prov 16:2; 1 Cor 10:31; Isa 43:7;
Matt 5:8; Phil 4:8; 2 Cor 11:2
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Joe Breunig, 22 october 2017
As long as we choose to move forward,
we can find the inward strength to…
hold onto our Hope; pain ends, when
we look to Christ and His Love for us.
Therefore, let’s adjust our backward
thinking, by cleansing our thoughts
with the beauty of His Holy Word; as
we begin to trust Him and apply Truth
to our lives, positive results occur.
Are we gambling, rashly casting lots
for ungodly outcomes to succeed, based
on Worldly methodologies? Can we learn
to be patient and rightly divine God’s
Word? What will it take us to remain,
in His sight… pure, holy and chaste?
Author notes
Inspired by:
Rom 15:13; 1 Tim 1:1b; Psa 3:2-6; 1 Pet 1:3-6
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Satish Verma, 22 october 2017
The desire,
rises like a spire-
from cloud forest.
You are a flesh eater.
*
You go into a foray
for the food.
A shrine trembles. A blood
stained body leaves the room.
*
A prayer
screens the faces of all
gods. Who was going to undertake
fast unto death?
Renato N. Mascardo, 21 october 2017
simeon
enough
enough oh lord
this babe in my arms has
heard my beating heart full of joy i can now
depart
renato
saturday 21 october 2017
Satish Verma, 21 october 2017
Absurdity had a presence.
I was trying
to find the meaning of a laughter.
The living stone-
had a personality,
in the battle of a cosmic dance.
It was crippling.
A wide swath of landscape
was inundated by fluid darkness.
You will not find
your home. Unconscious mind
was busy in knitting –
a yellow moon. Do you
hear the sound of loneliness
in the black sky?
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