Satish Verma, 28 september 2013
Just unbound, the death rate.
Red roses had no qualms. Numbers,
unapologetic, they die or commit suicide.
Death had no tombs. One by one they
cross the stream, sinking half, floating half
in a cynic system, heedless, emaciated,
eyes looking beyond, cavernous.
They kiss the doors, will not comeback,
pilgrims of grapes or hemlock, dead on the toes
of rehearsals, dried milk in breasts and pounding
of metaphors. The mankind stripped of songs
drifting from one forest to another.
Satish Verma
Bob Gotti, 27 september 2013
As The Lord works in us spiritually, He also does a work practically,
Not only does He save us friend, but, works out the time we spend,
While In this present life as we live, a spiritual insight, God will give,
Given to all who come to Christ, as God begins to move in their life.
A child of God, through New Birth, God will guide you on this earth,
Now born again into God’s Family, He puts us on a path to eternity,
As God helps with the task at hand, helping us to take a new stand,
In the way we see the issues in life, led by the Spirit of Jesus Christ.
Now from above my Lord leads, providing all of my practical needs,
Now with my eternal destiny sealed, my new life in Christ is revealed,
As God’s Spirit works in my heart, from my former life I must depart,
Being led by The Spirit of Christ, God helps me in a newly found life.
With my heart and mind renewed, God exhibits in me, a new attitude,
One that guides me through the day, as I travel upon the narrow way,
As Christ influences all my thought, real change in my life is wrought,
As I try to honor God with my life, in service to my Lord Jesus Christ.
Spiritually by Christ I was saved, from a life, when lost and depraved,
As He granted me a new life to live, that life to Christ I now fully give,
Reflecting on all for me He’s done, I’m obligated to serve God’s Son,
My Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, who has granted to me Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 september 2013
Sometimes we strive to be content, in things, not in the One God sent,
Who powers us to do all things, as strength to us from God He brings.
Through the riches of Jesus Christ, we’re strengthened through our life,
With endless strength given to us, we can do all things, in Christ Jesus.
Whether we are in plenty or in need, these are His Truths we must heed,
Words penned by the Apostle Paul, who in his time of plenty was Saul,
But, after Saul met Jesus Christ, he learned to deal with pain and strife,
Whose words today are relevant, for all believers looking to be content.
While in our world, as we have plenty, happy and content we tend to be,
Sometimes following the world’s lead, having more, than we really need,
But, in this life, when we confront, a period of need or that time of want,
An inner emptiness seems to prevail, when those ways of this world fail.
That is why we need Jesus my friend, for times we cannot comprehend,
In times of need, we don’t understand, we look to Him to take our hand,
To then guide us through all uncertainty, as The Lord alone is our plenty,
Supplying the strength for all our needs, as in that time, His Spirit leads.
The Lord can do anything but fail, so it is in Jesus Christ that we prevail,
Through His eternal riches my friend, resources above that have no end,
He sustains us, with strength and power, even through that darkest hour,
So as all my resources have been spent, in Christ alone I can be content.
(Copyright ©12/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 september 2013
My friend, when I depart this life, I desire to leave with my wife,
It’s not the question of if, but when, as we are both Born Again;
With death hanging over my head, I want to be raptured instead,
So my wife and I may go together, to join with The Lord forever.
With death a persistent possibility, Christ could part her and me,
Up from the shared path we roam, The Lord could call me home;
But a separation is not final friend, as our real lives have no end,
With our hope, we have in Christ; we shall both enter Eternal Life.
How and when, we can’t choose, but knowing Him, we can’t lose,
With this hope that we both share, in due time we’ll both be there,
Up in the place prepared for us, to be with our Lord, Christ Jesus,
When there together, we will see, that glorious time called eternity.
In life, we’ve been led by Grace, being together in time and place,
Through our time God truly has, provided His grace at every path,
In those times of peace and strife, His grace led me and my wife,
So friend, whatever the tides, His Grace is in whatever He decides.
Knowing our frames are but dust, in The Lord, we both must trust,
In this time, we don’t understand, we know that we are in His hand,
So, not knowing what lies ahead, we both rely on our Lord instead,
But I still desire to go together, both raptured up, with God forever.
(Copyright ©12/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 september 2013
Holy God, Who judges Righteously, offers all sinners eternal victory,
Before the foundation of the world, the stage was set to be unfurled,
The Lord God, from all eternity past, set in place Redemption to last,
Man’s redemption, through His Son, provided salvation for everyone.
The salvation all men would need, since Adam and Eve did not heed,
The command given in the Garden, by which, man became hardened,
When God’s command was ignored, creating an enmity with the Lord,
From that forbidden fruit on a tree, man would be directed to Calvary.
At the moment Satan did deceive, mankind’s parents, Adam and Eve,
Bringing darkness into Paradise, The Creator would ordain a sacrifice,
A sacrifice required for mankind, to be provided for all, in God’s time,
Prophesied way back in Paradise, pointing to the Savior, Jesus Christ.
When Christ would die in our stead, He would also crush Satan’s head,
As Satan simply bruised the heel of, the Eternal Son, who rules above,
As The Savior died, for all our sin, our eternal victory, Christ would win,
So we can partake of the Tree of Life, through our Savior, Jesus Christ.
The salvation, that God had unfurled, believers today, truly must herald.
Through His power, over the grave, The Righteous Lord today will save,
Each sinner who truly comes to Christ, as God grants them Eternal Life,
As the fallen sinner in time is restored, through the sacrifice of our Lord.
(Copyright ©12/2012 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 27 september 2013
The Church is Church my brother, a place to meet with one another,
A place to meet with our Lord, where grace and mercy are implored,
That place for worship and praise, lifted up to The Ancient of Days,
Men gathering, to bring glory to, The One Who created me and you.
Church is a body of those, who know, The Lord and desire to grow,
In the knowledge of Christ our Lord, as Christ’s Body in one accord,
A place to encourage others in Christ, while living in this present life,
Support, that we can only receive, from men in life who also believe.
Church is more than a gathering, of men together to praise and sing,
As it’s a place to seek The Lord, who, by love makes us one accord,
As believers are in the presence of, Jesus Christ, Who reigns above,
As Christ builds us together in unity, through the power from Calvary.
The local Church is the very heart, of The Savior’s mission, to impart,
The very Truth of God’s Salvation, in reaching each and every nation,
The Lord scattered His early Church, for His mission of greater worth,
So that as His Church, we could herald, God’s Truth into all the world.
Today’s Mission, is still the same, when Believers gather in His Name,
To focus upon our Lord God first, while The Savior builds His Church,
As The Lord grants direction to, His Living Stones, that’s me and you,
To finish God’s purpose, through us, all, for the glory of Christ Jesus.
(Copyright ©11/2012 Bob Gotti)
Gert Strydom, 27 september 2013
Last night while lying next to me
you did say pretty words,
you told me how much you do love me,
that your whole life long you wanted somebody like me
and there was something beautiful in each sentence,
it felt as if we were starting on a journey of discovery
and now that the morning is peeping through the window
you still hold my hand tightly in yours,
while outside doves do flutter and coo.
It’s as if time is lingering
and I wonder if this is a fairy tale
when a bird looks in through the window
and I leave you to sleep like a princess
as if time only belongs to you and me.
Gert Strydom, 27 september 2013
There is rain falling somewhere far away
and I do smell it in the air
when just before dusk
we wander through our garden
and a lightning bolt
flashes in the distance like a searchlight
but the last glory of the sun
still glitters in your laughter
when you take my hand
and astonished like a child
look at one flower after the other.
Satish Verma, 27 september 2013
The heritage. Storm of violence
in our chromosomes: perverts the senses.
Spooky fear of burnt houses, broken limbs,
utterly committing as witness of silent
unbuilding, as the future defies the
stunt of withdrawl.
Not for tomorrow, the mother weeps
for the exiled trespassers on dead sea.
Drowned corridor of sinking ship. The explosions,
feathers destroying the direction of winds.
Life picks up the rags of pride, of 'me'.
Terror waits on the lips of sorrow
like an obsessive maniac, ready to jump.
Some candle, bring me some light.
Satish Verma
TOUFIQ UL ALAM, 27 september 2013
Rift...adrift..grows,
For, so many broken vows.
A day...gloomy and grey,
Although, a Sun, bright and gay.
All bored, and busy...
All alone...within a family.
Millions surround,
Yet, my loneliness I flaunt.
Waking...working...sleeping,
Waking...working..sleeping,
..........................................
Waking...working...sleeping,
And a disillusionment,
And a death bed.
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