Satish Verma, 11 august 2013
non compos mentis
my monologue,
non-believer will say, it was
insult of salt,
under the bark, white ants were climbing, boring into sap,
kneeling,
at war with yourself,
disinheriting the loud blood,
you want to thwart the murky ariel
to scour the black mass
at belly,
the dynasty ends in obscene hugs,
grievers want to be forgiven
for the sake of kneading truth
on merciless palms:
it kills the headache, the eyes, the vistas
of bleeding expansion
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 10 august 2013
at cremation ground
the flames were creating
strange words
he stood still, in void, between unfenced tears
there was no need to question the answers,
kicking up the history, of crossing the bridge
over the river of annihilation
of self, making a gift of forked tongue
of cobra, spiteful, as an old virgin
it was over without thinking, scribbling
on the margin, his name in different inks
a young smell floats an funny rocks of
events and the fish swims in eyes of dead
foetus in womb, with unclenched fists
Satish Verma
Talat Jehan, 10 august 2013
Selfishness is a stage where everyone can play their role..
People can play and act without any practice and experience..
Everyone is a actor and know how to act and read their script very well..
All they want is a chance to let someone down and they are not even scared to humiliate someone..
They are masters is this game of cruelty..
Selfishness is a drama where anyone can make your cry..
Bob Gotti, 9 august 2013
This present life’s for God’s Glory, not for my own human story,
God has my interests at heart, so from His plan I needn’t depart,
My life was written in ages past, as my life in His book was cast,
As God above ordered my life; leading me to know Jesus Christ.
Life my friend, is God’s to give, so for my Savior, this day I live,
That life too, God can take away, this friend, may be even today,
Tomorrow’s promised to no one, so today, I must serve the Son,
Serving my Savior, to His praise, while I live out my earthly days.
This, as God fulfills His plan, in my life and the life of every man,
For the Author of each and every life, is The Savior, Jesus Christ,
Who moves in the hearts of men, seeking many to be born again,
Born Again, by the Spirit of God, to live a new life on earth’s sod.
With my present life but a mist, it’s more than a privilege to enlist,
That, into the army of The Lord, with a new life that He will afford,
A new life, as The Lord leads me, along my path towards eternity,
Enlisted by The Spirit of Christ, to serve Him as a living sacrifice.
As I journey through this time, my Lord grants me peace of mind,
Knowing that I shall return to dust, in The Savior, I place my trust,
So, as I serve The Lord down here, death, for me, I need not fear,
For around this life’s final bend, is eternal life for me, with no end.
(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 august 2013
The Media is dark make no mistake, as daily the Anchors all partake,
Of a deceitfully darker plan, broadcasting news to the common man,
Every viewer needs to be aware, of that person in the Anchor’s chair,
While you receive their reception, they, knowingly transmit deception.
News is being adulterated today, while the darker agenda has its way,
Important issues are being dismissed, focusing on others, they insist,
Are more important for the public view, as truth they dismiss or skew,
In today’s news as it’s shown, befitting to how the agenda has grown.
In their dark agenda, God is rejected, dictating what news is selected,
Where amoral views are replete, in issues while they broadcast deceit,
As they proceed to a darker time, not of God’s but of Satan’s design,
Rejecting Truth and all that’s right, as they propagate an amoral plight.
A plight, leading to what we’ve heard, form the pages of God’s Word,
In Revelation which many have read, a future time of unequaled dread,
Truth, that Media distances itself, while pushing their agenda in stealth,
As the Media’s utilized unwittingly, by the dark principalities of eternity.
The world talks about conspiracy, but God’s revealed Truth all will see,
The unadulterated Truth of God, which the Media discounts with a nod;
But, God won’t need the Media friend, as the present age sees its end,
When the Media will see devastation, as they encounter The Tribulation.
(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 august 2013
As believers live for Jesus Christ, He makes changes in our life,
Convicting us with the Holy Spirit, using The Word as we hear it,
As His Word touches everything, God teaches us longsuffering,
As we daily, deal with others, unbelievers and Christian brothers.
God uses each circumstance, leading us to take a Godly stance,
To take a stand in God each day, following His Spirit all the way,
To help us daily live for Him, as God helps us with longsuffering,
This is not just simply self-control, but living as Christ through all.
The Lord Himself, displayed for us, His longsuffering, in Exodus,
As His people turned away from Him; falling into idolatry and sin.
Having mercy and graciousness, He judged not in righteousness,
Being slow to anger with longsuffering, God forgave their iniquity.
This is an example, for all of us, as we today, follow Christ Jesus,
Being led by The Spirit of Christ, longsuffering must be in our life,
This must influence our behavior, as we live for Christ, The Savior,
Recalling His suffering on the cross, as we desire to seek the lost.
We must be aware of God’s will, as His purpose, we seek to fulfill,
Always pursuing a unity of Christ, with Fruit of The Spirit in our life,
Which includes longsuffering in us, as we seek His Righteousness,
As believers of Christ the King, our life must include longsuffering.
(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 august 2013
You can’t accept God’s Truth with lies; that is just a religious disguise,
All a facet, of Satan’s fabrication, to counterfeit God’s Only Salvation,
Counterfeits surely deceive some, but won’t get them to the Kingdom,
The Kingdom of God my friend, as every counterfeit shall see its end,
There’s only one way for those lost, that’s the way of Calvary’s Cross,
The place where sinners are found, where religions shall never abound,
Where by God, religion is diminished, when Christ said, “It is finished”,
Salvation was finished, by Christ alone, not by religion, by His Throne.
Now from The Lord of Creation, offered to all is the Savior’s Invitation,
Saying, come all you sinners come, from the cross enter His Kingdom;
Religion here friend, plays no part, for only those with a changed heart,
Hearts, moved by The Spirit’s call, shall be redeemed from Adam’s fall.
Salvation is attained all by Grace, it’s God’s work, bringing one to faith,
A true faith that comes from hearing, within hearts who are God fearing,
When hearing The Word of God, they’ll be led by Christ’s staff and rod,
Deciding to follow Jesus Christ, not religiously, but through a New Life.
Now, knowing Christ you will cast, all religious views right into the past,
For through God’s Only Salvation, Christ will make you a New Creation,
With Christ’s Spirit now dwelling inside, in Christ alone, you shall abide,
As God guides sinners from Calvary, to a New Life with Christ eternally.
(Copyright ©08/2013 Bob Gotti)
Bob Gotti, 9 august 2013
When I’m dead, I won’t die, but, simply lifted by God on high,
Raised up to Heaven above, by my Lord God’s hand of love,
As I face an earthly death, I will be breathing Heaven’s breath,
In my new body prepared for me, by the Lord God of eternity.
Though it’ll look as if I died, I shall have a new body Glorified,
My body just like Jesus Christ, this as I enter into Eternal Life,
Unlike my old body of my past, my new body will forever last,
In that new place prepared for me, to live with Christ, eternally.
With my body to eternally endue, the time ahead forevermore,
A body, not racked in pain so rife, as it was in this earthly life,
But made for eternity my friend, while the next life has no end,
Never recalling the former things, as I serve The King of kings.
Well before my body is in a grave, I’ll be up in Heaven to rave,
About Him, Who I’ve long adored, in the presence of my Lord,
This as I take in the Majesty, that earthly eyes could never see,
As eternity about me is unfurled, far above the temporal world.
Joining all who have went before, to be with them forevermore,
Not in a body in the ground, but in Heaven with friends around,
All together serving Jesus Christ, as I join them, for eternal life,
So when I die, I won’t be dead, as I simply begin the life ahead.
(Copyright ©01/2013 Bob Gotti)
Satish Verma, 9 august 2013
Generation grips,
I am the street
in dysphoria.
You run, shout, the arc
bleeds, you become your enemy
that kills the alphabets
A statue was hung
upside down
to eject the violence from plastic lips.
Blood stained sidewalk
throws a challenge to send
the skins of martys.
The taste of endometrium confronts
a fortune of calories in pink
for an unconscious hood.
And the language of golden teeth
hides the backdoor flight
of a fallen god.
Satish Verma
Joe Breunig, 8 august 2013
One ordinary day at the temple,
Jesus purposed to watch people go by;
He observed their heart attitudes,
without them… even knowing why.
He watched the gait of the proudly rich,
dressed in their expensive clothes;
they jingled a portion of their wealth
and drew attention with uplifted noses.
Christ properly noticed and judged the scene
of them depositing their offering coins,
disappointed that they collected their reward
(of pride) below the temple’s cornerstone quoins.
Along came a widow, who gave her last two mites,
a reflection of a poor and impoverished state,
unknowingly falling victim to the scribes’ greed,
as she quietly suffered under poverty’s weight.
At the moment, Christ exclaimed to His disciples
that ‘she had given more’ than those preceding her;
for the others offered a pittance of their wealth,
although possessing an abundance of gold and silver.
For the misguided woman was improperly taught
that God would replenish her monetary seed,
when pressured to extreme and unholy sacrifice,
as she clung to the belief of His meeting her needs.
Unfortunately, she failed to recognize the false doctrine,
being perpetuated under the malpractice of the scribes.
For near to her was the Christ - the One who provides
the Living water, upon which one may graciously imbibe.
Please note that this story is not about giving,
but about learning to observe false Pharisees.
The widow’s unhappy sacrifice was for nothing,
since the Christ’s presence… she did not see.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Mark 12:41-44; Luke 20:45-47, 21:1-4; Matt 23:37-38
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