Satish Verma, 6 september 2013
you walk on wodden legs
a lump in breast, though benign
but kids are abducted from wombs;
a road map is spread on the dirty mat
for finding the missing link,
while a solid-fuel missile was ready
to be launched
scarlet lips for d'cor,
unwanted hairs on chin popping out,
archipelago of hawks in brain:
the vulnerable, tending their wounds, hiding
in tunnels of shame; I like black berries
in sleep, cannot listen my own voice,
have become blind for my own hands
dried stigmas of crocus will color my
obscene poverty orange-yellow, slum
rain, no place to sit, old memories are coming back
I am unstuck from a wheelchair
Satish Verma
peter haley, 5 september 2013
The world is dying from the inside out
Your hearing not listening at the whole world shout
The financial machine,marches on,no compassion
No affection for a planet ,money in any fashion
Destroying our hopes,bring forth our fears
Look to the real world,do you not see the tears
Show me a light ,a new understanding
Or is caring to costly or just to demanding
Your miles out of touch since your silverspoon birth
Your closer to mars than us here on earth
What,ve we gained from your life in high rank
When all your morals stop at the doors of the bank
The cries for help ,the plates getting leane
Destroying green fields to feed the machine
Children starving in a nuke armed nation
They,le push the button out of frustration
Walls knocked down to join the divided
Solidarity in shipyards making freedom provided
Can you not learn from the blood and the fighting
It,s all on the wall,just look at the writing !!..............by me Haley
Joe Breunig, 5 september 2013
Without faith, it’s impossible to please God.
And yet, He’s the rewarder of those who seek Him.
Know that Jehovah bequeathed His peace to us
and His perfect Love casts out unfounded fear.
Place your faith completely… in Christ Jesus.
We’re taught to give our burdens to Him,
which requires us to exercise genuine faith.
Despite our human imperfections, we’re covered…
with Christ’s righteousness and sacred armor.
Has your identity with Him, been discovered?
With purposed effort, develop divine virtue
and Godly character for true, spiritual growth.
Know that fear has an unholy component of torment,
which always remains in opposition to faith!
Stand in the gap, ready, steadfast and constant.
Be Holy Ghost filled, with your inner man renewed;
pray for strength and providential tenacity to endure.
Be in agreement with The Word; be humbly set apart.
Know that The Kingdom’s foundation is secure
and you will surely possess… an untroubled heart!
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
John 6:29, 11:40, 14:27; 1 John 4:16-18;
Eze 22:30; Isa 6:8; Phil 1:28; Heb 11:1, 11:6;
Eph 3:16, 6:16; 2 Pet 1:5
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.
oluwatosin olabode, 5 september 2013
You are God's gift; ma miracle,
Created as His eye's apple,
Cherished evidently with your dimples,
My fine girl; no pimples...
You are great-
You represent God's image.
In the faith, image is everything;
Now it's clear, why you are awesomely beautiful...
I love you,
You have a good heart.
Your pure conscience
Shows the growth, from then tilll now...
I am proud of you,
You've become; most I asked Him for-
My special
You certainly are special
I love you
I pray to always DO!!!
This is dedicated to you, Twiny, Muaah.
Gert Strydom, 5 september 2013
From before the beginning of time
You did already measure me out,
did determine my humanity and character.
You did know
when I would fall and stand up again
and if I do forget
Your love and sacrifices
I ask that You bring me back to You again.
Gert Strydom, 5 september 2013
What kind of power did flow out of You
when mere speech did change into solid matter,
when light and gasses did suddenly appear,
when water did start to exist and spread
and the fruitful soil and minerals did only start to exist
when many living plants organisms, animals,
birds, fishes and man got an own life?
It’s the kind of science that no man can understand,
that makes energy and things come from nothing
and do exist in intricate systems and forms
that is designed masterly
to function together as a whole
that had resulted from Your words
as everything that are and has been
and that which we still will find.
Salvatore Ala, 5 september 2013
The first is my window blinds.
Slats with pull cords
Between light and dark.
The second is my carpet.
A magic carpet of wine tracks
Notated by cannabis tacks.
The third is the cigarette tin
In which I keep my addiction
To loose change and nicotine.
Fourth, a few fossils
I found on a beach
In primeval childhood.
Next to last my old pool cue.
I play impossible shots
On imaginary tables.
Finally, a faded photograph
In inexpensive frame
Of someone loved and lost.
Satish Verma, 5 september 2013
Time sets upon the arcane taboos
you wear the unknown fear
like cowries around your neck,
a bulletproof jacket did not work,
the fish in the brain
was the religion.
Whom do you trust now
in the caveful of seekers? They were demanding
every dropp of your blood from a waning relic.
Climbing Mt Everest was a raw deal,
dismantling the heights
like plasma, as naked as the ice on unmarked grave.
Hyper-sided, the priest was confused
in repetition of a prayer,
and the floor trembled in uplifting the god.
Satish Verma
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