Gert Strydom, 4 october 2013
Some mornings I hear doves coming down fluttering outside
and its as if long moments are lingering between us,
it’s as if sleep is stretching out
and I am lost in each breath and the contours of your body.
Satish Verma, 4 october 2013
The spectre of falling towers in night
unfolds in awe.
A reclusive star rises in east at dawn.
Heart of pig was being readied
for implant, tallies with the seizured
hollow of a man.
A young girl of seventeen, comes for
a rendezvous with a terrorist,
eats the bullets for a damned nether land.
Every one was angry after
the explosion. Only truth had a slit of smile
in the smokescreen of contenders.
A dialogue on violence must start
to know the reality of nirvana
fear will not end, ending of fear.
Satish Verma
Dina, 3 october 2013
I want a man will be exciting to be around. I want man who will make me jump for joy everytime I see him. I want a man who will make me smile everyday.
I want a man who will always make you laugh on my bad days. I want a man who will make time for me when I need a friend.
I want a man who sit and listen to my words when I'm hurt. I want a man who will not play games with my heart. I want a man who will always be true to me even in the hard times.
I want a man who will talk to me all night just to make me smile. I want a man who will be the one i can count on to be there for me no matter what.
I want a man who will be the one i can put my trust in. I want a man who will love me as one but also be a best friend who will never let me go.
I want a man who has fun and loving personality. I want a man who will lay with me with a smile and embracing me with hugs. I want a man who will be the one i can just hang out with. I want man who has a great since of humor. I want a man who says I'm his princess forever and always.
Joe Breunig, 3 october 2013
O Lord, I continue to ache for Your heart of flesh!
Lovingly chastise me, with regard to improper attitudes;
my spirit will never freely soar in unity with You,
without understanding and a transcendental altitude.
Chasing earthly mirages is a waste of my precious time
and it will never satisfy or quench my unending thirst.
Living a dedicated life of self-gratification and pleasure,
won’t overcome this pain… that’s been repeatedly rehearsed.
Deep within my soul, I embrace Your genuine Love for me.
As a result, unwanted, dead things are compelled to fall away.
Concepts of selfishness, jealousy, discontentment, self-pity,
greed, addiction, and unforgiveness will no longer rule my days.
Lord, teach me to “take up my cross” daily without complaint;
Break the stony hardheartedness that hinders our relationship!
For I crave, the joy and contentment I previously possessed,
which softly undergirds our ongoing and eternal fellowship.
With Your Word hidden in my heart, I walk the “narrow path”,
since sin’s “broad path” leads only to one’s destruction.
Acting ungodly will always be a lost battle of the soul;
therefore, I cling onto Your Salvation and Resurrection…
with a proper mindset and complete surrender to You!
Self-centeredness is unhealthy to my soul’s existence;
therefore, I’m determined to purposely seek oneness with You,
while forgoing the proverbial path… of least resistance.
Author Notes:
Loosely based on:
Ezek 11:19; 1 John 3:9-14; 2 Cor 4, 5:17; Rev 3:19;
Phil 3:10, 4:12; Gal 2:20, 6:10, 12-15; 1 Tim 5:6, 6:6-7;
1 Thes 5:15; 1 Cor 13; Mark 8:34; Matt 6:10, 33
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.
Gert Strydom, 3 october 2013
In spring I long
for the autumn’s stretched out afternoons
when leaves fall and fall
almost secretive to the earth.
In summer there are times
when I long for the days of winter rest
and in autumn I do remember the spring
which stretches her flowers out wide
and I really want to smell her fragrances
but I can only come to the conclusion
that life does constantly run into a season
and that a person has got to experience
all of the different seasons and times
with someone that you do love.
Gert Strydom, 3 october 2013
In spring I long
for the autumn’s stretched out afternoons
when leaves fall and fall
almost secretive to the earth.
In summer there are times
when I long for the days of winter rest
and in autumn I do remember the spring
which stretches her flowers out wide
and I really want to smell her fragrances
but I can only come to the conclusion
that life does constantly run into a season
and that a person has got to experience
all of the different seasons and times
with someone that you do love.
Gert Strydom, 3 october 2013
When the spring rain pours down
it seems as if the road does exude
a glorious cloud
with the fragrance of the rain being everywhere
and the fragrance of new life
that comes from the ground
when new sprouts do appear
and everything about me is green.
At this time birds rejoice
while they catch insects twittering
when a rainbow hangs colourful against the heaven
and God stretches out His great mercy over His earth,
does cover the veldt with green grass and flowers
and also with His love.
Satish Verma, 3 october 2013
In the orbit, fear was invisible;
was not seeking anything, just wanted
to become a stone;
break my body into seven rocks,
each one becoming a rhyme
never to die;
said, I am, now, is, not mildewed
past, not grizzly future.
Every moment myself.
Tree, river, cloud and mount
become aboriginal alphabets.
Sun walks alone.
Behind the death, another miracle
seals the lips of a dumb;
Only eyes will speak now.
Satish Verma
Anthony DiMichele, 3 october 2013
what sex and war have in common
besides beginning with blind passion
is their resultant carnage in the aftermath
of their engagement
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Anthony DiMichele, 3 october 2013
war is not a word
full of ambiguities
it is full to overflowing
yes
fuck
love
too
but unlike them
war is always full of the same quarry
of insanity
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