Bob Gotti, 22 march 2014
Many gods of a darker realm, throughout the world overwhelm,
The minds of men and their faith, as God’s Truths they replace,
With doctrine, of their decisions, men create their own religions,
Following not God’s, but man’s will, religious desires they fulfill.
One Creator but man’s many gods, from pious deceptive nods,
Man’s attempt to reach God above, by the ways men dream of,
New religious ways perceived, through vain thoughts conceived,
Man’s polluted way to reach Heaven, tainted by religious leaven.
Religious and very arrogant men, who’ve never been born again,
From above, of the Spirit of God; they follow spirits of this sod,
Those spirits of a darker kind, that deceives their heart and mind,
Satan appears as an angel of light, leading all into spiritual night.
Turning away from God’s decrees, they create darkened heresies,
Changing Truth to their shame, as God Himself remains the same,
Turning many from Truth they need, as they become Satan’s lead,
Leading souls from God’s Truth, for this, they will see His reproof.
Not only for distorting God’s Word, but, because souls they herd,
Leading them down a broad path, heading directly to God’s Wrath,
Denying the finished work of Christ, leading them from eternal life,
Being used for Satan’s seduction; distorting Truth unto destruction.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 22 march 2014
After journeying a sin cursed world, we await a time, yet unfurled,
Where we will be free from sin, where righteousness reigns within,
A distant place, of God’s design, where we will be free from time,
With no limitation on those of us, who have come to Christ Jesus.
The time soon may be at hand, when we enter the Promised Land,
The blessed land promised by God, so far above this earthly sod,
A unique place in Heaven above, arranged by God’s amazing love,
Where we shall all live together, with Jesus Christ and God forever.
It shall begin a blessed time of rest, away from every trial and test,
Gathered in our Heavenly Home, surrounding God’s Eternal Throne,
In the very presence of our Lord, Who on earth, we’ve long adored,
Now upon Heaven’s eternal shore, we’ll serve our Lord forevermore.
A blessed place of eternal peace, where time with God won’t cease,
In a city built by the hands of God, where upon gold we all will trod,
Right alongside that Crystal Sea, in a dwelling prepared for Eternity,
Where believers will begin Eternal Life, with our Savior, Jesus Christ.
The Eternal Life that we received, when in Jesus Christ, we believed,
Accepting on our behalf His sacrifice, by Grace we’ll enter Paradise,
Not for anything that we have done, but, on the Merit of God’s Son,
Who cleansed us of all our iniquity, to live with Him through Eternity.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 22 march 2014
“God will” we read all over His Word, Truth to us that can be inferred,
Into the lives of both me and you, for what God says, God shall do,
For everywhere we read “God will”, The Lord above will indeed fulfill,
As God fulfills every jot and tittle, working in all things, big and little.
Everywhere these words are read, in Scripture, He’ll do what He said,
All of Scripture, which we read, especially “God will” we should heed,
For God shall finish His Will and Plan, in the life of every single man,
As on this His Earth, every single life, will be judged by Jesus Christ.
God is Love, but must be just, His unchanging character all can trust,
God will show His Justice my friend, all men shall see in the very end,
Even though amoral forces assail, God’s ultimate justice shall prevail,
For He is God and as God must be, true to His Nature, for all will see.
Men will change, but God will never, as God’s Word shall last forever,
God’s Will and Purpose always suits, His Timeless, Eternal attributes,
In spite of what men believe and say, and while earth shall pass away,
God’s Attributes and Will together, remain unaltered, now and forever.
God’s Righteousness will one day fill, a New Earth, as God said it will,
Though God’s Judgment soon will fall, grace and mercy is open to all,
By knowing God and all that He said, we’re filled with hope, not dread,
As God will sound the trumpet for us, to take us home to Christ Jesus.
(Copyright ©03/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 22 march 2014
God’s Word was sent by inspiration, every word of God’s Revelation,
If you say He didn’t inspired the Bible, you friend will be spiritual libel.
For God of The Bible, and only He, sent His Son to both you and me,
If you don’t know God of Scripture, you know one, of another picture.
God sent His Son a propitiation for us, God’s Only Son, Christ Jesus,
As a perfect, bloody atoning sacrifice, so sinners may enter Paradise;
We can only see The Father by Him, Christ, who alone paid for our sin,
For God placed our sin on His Son, paying that full price for everyone.
The Scriptures are God’s Authority, from the beginning through eternity,
As men change, God changes never, and God’s Word endures forever,
It’s important to heed God’s Word, before God’s Judgment is unfurled,
Yes, God is Love, but He’s also just, and so God’s judgment is a must,
We have the word of prophets of old, to know how the end shall unfold,
With God’s Word made more certain, we know all about the final curtain,
Men would do well to heed the light, to be saved from the coming night,
To know God’s Word as we hear it, is the enablement of The Holy Spirit.
From The Word of God we must heed, Eternal Truth which all men need,
The only Truth which leads to Grace, when God’s Truth men do embrace;
However, if God’s Truths you refuse, do not expect to hear Good News,
As you will be separated from God, for all eternity after leaving this sod.
(Copyright ©02/2011 Bob Gotti)
Satish Verma, 22 march 2014
The promised apple I did not eat.
The red skin started bleeding
in my palm. Butterfly flesh
was unable to glide.
Two round, intense eyes were chasing me.
A namesake volcano
bursts open in my chest,
then I notice the flowing lava
from hungry eggs.
The earth will not conceive again.
In the backyard a blue jay
was waiting for the golden seed.
I suck a fatal tweak
in the sundrunk green.
Thirsting for the logic will never the unmade.
Satish Verma
oluwatosin olabode, 21 march 2014
I'll worship You
Forever and ever,
Might not be to Your standard
But it would be to the best I can.
I really do love You
Though it's in a crapy way
And most times I feel unworthy of You.
I'll try to remain In Your image
Loving You nothing less than I can.
Always!
I'm always grateful
For being You
And making me, me...
Just to let You know
You can have Your way with me
Even when seemingly I cannot handle me
Cuz
I've searched and found you to be true.
Forever
And eternally Lord,
In spirit and in truth
I pray to abide in You
Even as I dwell in Your presence daily
Gert Strydom, 21 march 2014
(after Charles Dickens)
Love cannot be hidden, or set aside
its impact is present on every day,
it’s there like the sky that is blue and wide
and it is radiant like a sunny ray.
Even if kept in total secrecy
life is not the same as it was before,
love changes things from what they used to be
as it goes to the very centre core,
from where its impact is seen more and more.
[Reference: “Song” “Love is not a feeling to pass away” by Charles Dickens.]
madster roberts, 20 march 2014
In the heat of romance
toes curled up in excitement
bodies flushed together
as love sweet and tender
embraced so close to each other
the room temp raises
as they peak each others limits
sweaty from the magic
of each others body they laugh as
the love making continues
held so tightly with the
fear of let go
mvvenkataraman, 20 march 2014
Writing is indeed a great art
To write, must help our heart
Sufficient is not mere brain
For good ideas, one must train
Very easy to fill all the pages
That skill, anyone manages
One's ideas must be of real use
For this, one must finely muse
Pen is there, paper is there
Poets are there to share
If our contribution is bad
Joy is not by God had
We must uplift this World
Make humans highly bold
We must force all to think
We mustn't aimlessly ink
When our name is read
Must be glad every head
Into our write, all must peep
Our words, they must keep
Many may call one a bore
If one timid man can score
After reading one's write
That alone is true delight
Thousand poets will overlook
My poem calling me a crook
If one reader gets courage
That is the best advantage
I may die unknown to all
If remembers me my pal
Recollecting our friendship
That is eqaul to worship
We must do a good deed
By helping those who need
If that becomes our goal
Then God loves our soul
Happy life, if we love to lead
Use kindness is what I plead
Kindness alone is holiness
It only can give happiness.
mvvenkataraman
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