Satish Verma, 28 november 2013
Shall we go like innocents with heavy
breathing in the pool of blood to find
the innerconnectivity of a boldly beautiful
death? In the open pit of an ancient gold mine?
There was a loss of hidden dance, in the
cancer striken human chain, chiseled on the
grey walls of history. The artifacts stolen, even
the ankle-bells of a toddler had gone up for a sale.
A visual oval gives a liable comment. A
flame nauseates a baby doll. The yellow hornbill
puts up a fight for the sake of memories.
There is a huge silence of the rocks, moaning inwardly
None of me was a god. A simple slum’s promised
dream.Hungry roads will lead to a ruined temple.
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 27 november 2013
Tomorrow may be a day away, but will be just like today,
Another day to live for Christ, in this moment we call life,
Another day to follow God, led by Christ’s staff and rod,
A day similar in every way, to that one we call yesterday.
For time, they’re all cast, as present, future and the past,
The present is the day we live, often spoken of as a gift,
With the future yet to be, which, shall extend into eternity,
And behind us is the past, that time where memories last.
Though the past is behind, memories bring it to our mind,
Of that time we first believed, and the Savior we received,
Much of God we didn’t know, so the Lord helped us grow,
While learning to live this life, for The Savior, Jesus Christ.
In the present God uses us, all who belong to Christ Jesus,
As our life for God is unfurled, as His witness in this world,
Being a voice for God’s Word, to a world that hasn’t heard,
The Truth in God’s Revelation, leading to His only salvation.
Once in Christ they do believe, Eternal Life they will receive,
Life beyond this present time, all ordered by God’s Design,
As He leads us in tomorrow, in all that joy, pain and sorrow,
To a future with Jesus Christ, beyond today into eternal life.
(Copyright ©11/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 november 2013
For our witness, a sure proof, is that we are walking in Truth,
Living out The Truths of God, wherever in this world we trod,
Abiding in The Lord Christ Jesus, in His Light as we witness,
As in our lives Truth is unfurled, amidst an unbelieving world.
It is God’s Truth we boast in, being believers saved from sin,
Our pride God will condemn, but, we boast Christ, to all men,
As God’s Truths drive our life, to draw others to Jesus Christ,
Displaying God’s faithfulness, to all men through our witness.
The mission we are to fulfill, is the sharing of Christ’s Gospel,
God’s Gospel of saving Grace, through The Lord, all by faith,
In a time with many deceived, we preach what we’ve believed,
Staying faithful to The Lord, in a world where Truth is ignored.
Beyond standing on The Word, our ways are not just inferred,
As Godly character is a must, when in God we place our trust,
With a walk in accord with the life, of our Savior, Jesus Christ,
Living out our life with integrity, as witnesses that all shall see.
Today, many profess to believe, on a path to simply deceive,
God’s Truth is all we must preach, to all God desires to reach,
Standing on the Only Foundation, Jesus Christ, our Salvation,
The Truth all men must believe, so eternal life they will receive.
(Copyright ©11/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 november 2013
Though in life I become distraught, to me, The Lord God has taught,
Through all of my years and days, that He works in miraculous ways,
When the times may appear bleak, as I find myself emotionally weak,
My tendency is to be concerned, ignoring all from Christ I’ve learned.
I learned to rest and be assured, through all things, in Christ my Lord,
Who holds me in His mighty hand, through times I do not understand,
Taking me through that darker time, not of my choice, but His design,
While using my life just as He wills, as a greater, purpose God fulfills.
Concerns to worry we can’t afford, our focus must be upon The Lord,
Remembering the dark times past, all concerns to Him I need to cast,
Casting to my Savior my every care, as all concerns with God I share,
Or else undue concerns entangle us, this when we forget Christ Jesus.
Hard times, dark as they may be, are small steps, on towards eternity,
Steps, in which The Lord Jesus, is molding each and every one of us,
As God shapes us to be like Christ, through all current trials in our life,
Purifying us through our life’s fires, to become what The Lord desires.
So when times get hard, I recall, Jesus Christ, is still the Lord over all,
As the same God, Who created me, during all times, helps me to see,
His hand is in every step I take, knowing that my Lord will not forsake,
My side, as God helps me to stand, firmly in times I don’t understand.
(Copyright ©03/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 november 2013
We worship even through adversity, God, Who controls all of eternity,
When we’re down and discouraged, we know, that God has not erred,
As through each trial He shall fulfill, in our life His Eternal, perfect will,
This, as God guides us in this life, through the Power of Jesus Christ.
When we are anxious and afraid, upon The Lord our concerns are laid,
Securing for us inner peace from Him, while in a world, marred by sin,
Through all the trials we now trod, we confidently lift our heart to God,
Though the trials may not cease, God grants us His sustaining Peace.
By our Lord God we are blessed, as past concerns God’s addressed,
As God through our life does lead, taking care of everything we need,
As life on earth may ebb and flow, it is The God of Heaven, we know,
Who actually controls all of our life, even through life’s pain and strife.
As the devastating times do come, we truly know where they are from,
Both good and bad, are from His hand, although we don’t understand,
It remains The Lord, Who we praise, this, as our heart to God is raised,
Worshiping Him through every time, knowing we’re in His grand design.
Although we’re weary and depleted, with God in Heaven we are seated,
Through redemption by our Lord, we are found in Christ, in one accord,
Now having the mind of Jesus Christ, through all of the trials in this life.
We’re looking forward to Heaven above, sustained on earth by His love.
(Copyright ©02/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 november 2013
Mother Nature may be confused, just like those, who have used,
This demeaning title to describe, the very God they have denied,
The Lord God, Who orders all, weather patterns, great and small,
He may never enter their minds, while stirring weather of all kinds.
Confused He isn’t or will not be, for He is The Lord of all Eternity,
He is God of Order, up above; controlling weather men speak of,
And they truly don’t understand, He controls the weather at hand,
Confusing only meteorologists, who dream Mother Nature exists.
They forecast the weather to come, not aware of where it is from,
Knowing not who is really behind, the weather they bring to mind,
Being shaken and very surprised, when it’s not as they surmised,
But taking credit from their peers, for saying good weather nears.
Often times, you may even note, as weather is good some gloat,
About the returning of the sun, as if, it’s something they’ve done,
Even though they may shy away, as bad weather comes our way,
Almost with a real reverence to, The Lord, to whom it is truly due.
For He is The Creator of this earth, Ruler over the whole universe,
He has, and always will control, all weather patterns, big or small,
With change meteorologists see, that fools the latest technology,
And it’s those who have refused, God’s Truth, who are confused.
(Copyright ©02/2012 Bob Gotti)
Joe Breunig, 27 november 2013
Now sing unto The Lord, a new song;
offer up your voice on this glad day.
Give heartfelt thanksgiving often,
with the joyful sounds of praise.
Our genuine appreciation of Him,
should be reflective of open hearts!
Cling to His Presence and not flesh;
don’t allow His Spirit to sadly depart.
Take time to quietly commune with our Lord;
recognize His essence permeates the universe,
seeing that He is the ruler of all creation.
By divine inspiration, compose songs and verse.
On this day, honor Christ Jesus’ kingship -
be faithful, know you’re… Called to worship!
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Psa 96:1; Gal 5:16-17, 25; Gen 1:1
Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.
Satish Verma, 27 november 2013
Signs versus shadows in city
of reasons burst amnion.
White cranes manipulate black clouds,
smudge the nomenclature.
I want to become deaf
in grazing blasts. Young lovers
dance on machetes; nifty wounds
of red alpines.
Thieves loot the basket of zodiac,
death on tall trees.
Even the grief has enemies,
for another farewell to sky.
You could hear the finger tapping
on the empty belly of little girl
from the broken childhood, not allowed
to scream loudly.
Will the sanity grieve on the charred
remains of a virgin, in the exiled home
of a brave truth? Then two little hands
will thump again in fog?
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 26 november 2013
While the night takes of her nightdress,
spreads her stars out blue-white and naked
and prepares herself for the caress
of the coming sun
I see the wind pulling
on your blonde curls of hair,
catch your fragrance
like lavender on the evening wind
and your lips
are pomegranate-red in the moonlight
that spreads her golden cloak
and you are prettier than just beautiful
and a mere moment does linger
when you walk right into my arms.
Gert Strydom, 26 november 2013
You are a part of me
and I carry you along
every night and day
and even the yellow sun
reminds me that you are the one
and no fate or religion
or any kind of destiny
can convince me
to let you go
as you are the breath, the blood,
the synapses that binds me
and you are in every thing, every part
of my beating heart.
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