steve, 15 december 2013
"Dream"
Do you know how hard.. it is to say...
that I'm in love with you...
When I know you'll never feel the same...
no matter what I do,
To know that you will never care...
to never feel your touch...
Is almost more than I can bear...
when truth becomes too much,
It's not as if I didn't know...
what I'd stepped into...
It was more about just knowing...
what's inside of you,
For that, I don't regret...
this pain that wounds my heart...
If we didn't love each other...
this world would come apart,
I know the dreams within my heart...
I'll never realize...
But it takes me to a distant place...
when I look into your eyes,
And though my heart is broken...
it's not always as it seems...
We will always be together...
when I close my eyes and dream.
Satish Verma, 15 december 2013
searching for words in continuum of
incompleteness, it was a trickle at first, then
a free fall, cerebral fury: I am becoming expansive,
so apposed to verbatim of shrieks, only
in whispers I will talk to delphiniums,
I would walk inside the time capsule, come
and sit besides me for a while, I am tired of
this ghost town, and fleeing shadows of
waning luminories on the horizon in
half-naked blooms; on different shores
U-boats are being lowered with torpedos. I am
waiting for the hurricane
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 14 december 2013
Oh that God would work again, in many hearts of prominent men,
Putting in all, a Nebuchadnezzar fear, in their hearts, far and near,
That they’d lift up The Eternal Lord, in nations where He’s ignored,
Declaring that a nation’s true worth, comes from God of the earth,
The Lord God Who is over all, nations and leaders, big and small.
Nebuchadnezzar was just a man, who was used within God’s plan,
As king of the Babylonian Empire, he thought, no one was higher,
Lifted up, being filled with pride, nothing to him, would be denied,
A proud leader that truly thought, everything by him, was wrought,
With that pride, being his fall, for not acknowledging God over all.
Nebuchadnezzar had change within, as the Lord God humbled him,
Driving Nebuchadnezzar far from, his earthly majesty and kingdom,
Through Daniel God had revealed, he would be driven into the field,
Far away from majesty and feasts, he ate and lived with the beasts,
Seven years, living off the earth’s sod, until he acknowledged God.
Towards The Lord leaders are aloof, denying Him by denying Truth,
Never acknowledging The Lord, like Nebuchadnezzar, He’s ignored,
If God would humble a leader today, like Nebuchadnezzar that day,
God, not leaders, would be exalted, with even godless ways halted,
As their fear of God brings change, so men exalt God’s Holy Name.
(Copyright ©12/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 14 december 2013
Ditch religion and come to Christ, the Only Way to Eternal Life,
God’s single Way, for all men, is that they must be Born Again,
From the words of The Creator, Who is both Judge and Savior,
Who desires all men to be saved, upon the path He has paved.
God’s path is narrow, not wide, and in His Word we must abide,
It is the Lord’s Word alone, that comes from His Eternal Throne,
With great Power and Authority, over each man’s eternal destiny,
God’s Authority not that of man, which provides salvation’s plan.
In Christ alone, we have salvation, without man adding revelation,
Things not revealed by God at all, but sadly tainted by man’s fall,
Added instruction and men’s rules, commands by religious fools,
Men whose religion is their god, not led by Christ’s staff and rod.
Christ is the Author of Salvation, the Living Word and Revelation,
God’s final Revelation revealed to us, in His Son, our Lord Jesus,
For religion God does not need, as it’s His Word men must heed,
God’s Word, revealed to everyone, fulfilled, in God’s Eternal Son.
Religion is lost man’s way to God, but God saved us on this sod,
Through just one perfect sacrifice, Christ, who paid sin’s full price,
Our religious works were diminished, as Christ said “it is finished.”
Completing salvation for every man, as one accepts His only plan.
(Copyright ©12/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 14 december 2013
It’s another one of those things, as concern within my heart rings,
Concern about just what lies ahead, as my mind entertains dread,
Again I am facing more uncertainty, fixating on what I cannot see,
But all things work out for good, again Truth must be understood.
Today I need to fix my mind again, on the One Who rules all men,
God has the heart of every king, in His hand regarding everything,
Things must not cloud my faith, as God supplies abundant Grace,
His Grace for all that shall come, regardless of where they’re from.
All things come from God above, regardless what I’m thinking of,
As my mind can be swayed by fear, even though my Lord is near,
The One, Who will help me through, even if those fears come true,
For the Lord’s will I cannot resist, and my present life is but a mist.
The things this life avails to me, are allowed by the God of eternity,
Allowed for His purpose in my life, even in times of pain and strife,
Purposes one seldom understands, but, I know I’m in God’s hands,
Resting in God’s Everlasting Arms; protected from all undue harms.
My friend, it’s understood by us, those who belong to Christ Jesus,
All called for the purpose of God, while we’re upon this earthly sod,
Are today being led by Jesus Christ, for the plan of God in this life,
Regardless of big or small, when God says all things, He means all.
(Copyright ©12/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 14 december 2013
Have you been to a funeral yet, after The Lord you have met?
A special funeral for all of us, who have come to Christ Jesus,
A funeral of your independence, as your heart, to God relents,
When indeed, you die to self, now alive in The Savior’s wealth.
Even though we died, we live, so now our life to God we give,
Earthly desires are all we lose, in accepting God’s good news,
Thus being saved by Jesus Christ, we give Him our earthly life,
Since He died for us at Calvary, to let our captive heart go free.
So believers are now free to die, for Jesus who reigns on high,
Yes free to die to our old ways, as we live out our earthly days,
Living without what we don’t need, as God’s Word we do heed,
While living for a future friend, which when it comes has no end.
The life with God, we now begin, guides us away from dark sin,
We die to sin so we can start, a brand new life with a new heart,
A new heart which now is purified, by the One, Who for us died,
Christ died to cleanse you and me, all with His blood at Calvary.
At this funeral that you attend, it’s just a beginning, not the end,
As you begin life brand new, with The Lord, to see you through,
With The Savior by your side, for He now lives, though He died,
With death swallowed up in victory, believers shall live Eternally.
(Copyright ©12/2011 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 14 december 2013
A day to remember a special event, when by God, The Savior was sent,
To a wayward peoples below, of whom, The Lord, they would not know,
The Savior was sent for every Jew, a peoples whom The Lord foreknew,
Yet, the people would receive Him not, giving that nation a spiritual blot.
Yet, Christ was indeed Israel’s Savior, the One and Only Eternal Creator,
Sent as God’s Peace and Salvation, unto Messiah’s only chosen nation,
Messiah was sent down for His elect, yet, their Savior, men would reject,
By God’s very own, Christ was denied; and later by them to be crucified.
The rejection by Israel of Christ Jesus, would soon after benefit all of us,
As Messiah would turn to every nation, in doing so, fulfill His Revelation,
Just as the angels did herald, Good News and great joy, to all the world,
God’s Light was sent into every nation, as Christ is the world’s Salvation.
Today friend, does the world remember, Christ, during all of December?
Do people celebrate God’s Gift to all, or is Christ just something small?
Do we today have New Holiday cause, replacing God with Santa Claus?
Replacing the manger with a tree, with no thought at all towards Calvary!
Haven’t we learned from Israel’s mistake, or will many today still forsake,
A Savior, Who came in a humble way, to bring all Salvation, even today,
In spite of men’s failures in the past, Messiah offers all, salvation to last,
So today, accept God’s Gift of Christ, and you shall receive Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©11/2011 Bob Gotti)
Mahmoud Ghoochani, 14 december 2013
My best pretext for seeing you , was the new life which amorous swallows gave me. Now the enamored plants present you their loving voice with affected eyes since be enamored of your lips. When , in the moonlit night you captivated my heart with your love ,I didn't say any thing and kept quite because I didn't want to say any words about my sorrowness. But now , it's the time to know that there is a new road for me to take . The way which closed lips will open in her honor.
The views of the cloud are still like those days and words left as a memorial like the stories and the old temple of love becomes a part of my life .what can I do? This is enough for me to know that the life is a beginning of loves which are full of heartiness, sincerity and affections.
Therefore , moonlit nights are the beginning of new life for me.
Mahmoud Ghoochani
Tehran - Iran
Mahmoud Ghoochani, 14 december 2013
A kind of tumult raises in to my heart . I can't believe that my heart illusions came true. A familiar feeling calls me and says: you can touch the stars . you should just decide definitely. Now with this desire , I am traveling to the frost city to climb the mountain of love and reach it.
I will take you with myself in this journey since I know that you are a strange traveler who are all of my heart and soul and I am yours too.
Now open your amorous eyes and believe in me. And present the sea poem to the sea of the pride and say with me I love you with all of my heart and soul.
Mahmoud Ghoochani
Tehran - Iran
Mahmoud Ghoochani, 14 december 2013
Our sincere naperies are still waiting for you to sit on the grass and accept our sincere grant along with acacia scent . The expectation of your waiters will come to the end and the closed doors will be opened one by one . and the sea sorrow , will changes to happiness .
Yes , your expectation made waiters to wait for you and sacrifices for you the sorrow pearl every Friday.
Mahmoud Ghoochani
Tehran - Iran
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