Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench.
Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon.
Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin is fanned..
Descend to earth
As sad clouds cry,
Restore the arid
Desert, dry.
I feed each seedling
Help them grow..
Science spells me
Two H, one O
I shift with ease
From glass, to sky
Can drip or run
No captive, I
I fill you up
In dust you'll rest.
It's life I bring
I am the best..
A timeless presence;
A pool, so balmy..
Respect me though.
I am tsunami
From dinosaur
To new born babe,
I never leave..
Despite the grave.
On Earth I'm gold.
A gift, you see..
My value is
Polutant-free
The greatest solvent
Of them all..
Mix mortar for
The strongest wall..
I lubricate
The thirsty tongue,
I wet the whistler's
Tuneful song
Creator's brush
On canvas white.
A thousand words
With ink I write..
So treat me well
And you will find
To planet home
I will be kind..
Reflect and twinkle
In your eyes.
Rescuing souls
As I baptise..
A miracle of nature
Me.
Reminding of
The Trinity.
Help me dear Lord, when I'm transfixed,
when something else - I am affixed.
Snap off, tear down, that sinful thing,
that in your house, I dwell within.
Help me when I am cast astray,
made easy to this worldly prey.
Wear Christ's armour, and bare his skin,
that in your house, I dwell within.
When hardened hearts, do stop and stare,
I turn to you in gracious prayer.
Be my help, my strength, my brethren,
that in your house, I dwell within.
So cleanse my thoughts and cleanse my heart,
and make each day a brand new start.
So that each moment, I begin,
that in your house, I dwell within.
03.15.2023
”Doing nothing follow love’s intimate scent ~
Unwrap life slowly, like a birthday present”
~ quote by poet
To have x-ray vision, piercing veil of time,
may not be a boon, since it stifles surprise,
dulling the magic of innocent heart’s chime
and of joyous rapture on the upward rise.
Living in the now, as we heavenward climb,
allows God’s blessing and mercy to baptise
our soul in whose luminescence we delight,
knowing not beforehand, hues of aura bright.
Before moistened grief crystallised in eyes dries,
humming aliveness of our heart exhumes pain
and positioned thus in the bardo, we rise,
as pristine soul presence, free from ego’s chain
invokes bliss magnetism to gently baptise,
wholeness of being in Holy Spirit’s rain,
moment by moment thus, all moments entwined,
dwelling in love and light, each breath reassigned.
Thought forms that arise,
often agonise,
unless
a plan we devise,
choosing to baptise
and bless,
rather than apprise
these ego spawned lies
that stress.
If we would progress,
our soul must access
the heart,
choosing to undress,
rather than suppress
thoughts smart,
ego dispossess
that fears which oppress,
depart.
Whence fear and soul part,
bliss beats then do start
to rise.
Love added to cart,
makes magnetism dart
to highs;
truly a learnt art
of how we impart,
touch wise.
07-April-2022
Virelai
we are caught napping
ego is clapping
joy dies
feel desires wrapping
inner light trapping
soul cries
it’s no use snapping
try God’s grace tapping
be wise
our elders advise
let bliss beats baptise
soul’s seed
thought forms in disguise
as they weigh and size
mislead
to get to new highs
let’s embrace surprise
God speed
love’s our sturdy steed
whose whispers we heed
agree
soul growth is our need
so let’s renounce greed
debris
in as is decreed
when our will we cede
we’re free
17-March-2023
Violence
a negative word
a harming approach
a destructive action
damages assets and life
abhorred by society
creates fear mongering
disrupts harmony
sows seeds of revenge
But
it's interesting to know
Anagram of Violence word
gives two beautiful words
two positive words
two unifying words
two bonding words
and they are
LOVE+NICE
Let's practice
spirit in
Anagram of Violence
Lets baptise
word Violence
shun it's real
harming resonance
and live as per
purified anagram
LOVE+NICE
and drop acts, thoughts
constituting VIOLENCE
_______________________
© Dr Hitendra Mehta
I will name a mountain after you,
a river or a star, maybe a street,
with many roses, of a big city,
from this little world that I passed through,
seeking for a mountain, a river,
or a star, a street with many roses,
bleeding and asking, for a name.
"Forty acres and a mule"
Was a promise, not a rule
Government lies
So you baptise
Just like any other fool
Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench.
Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon.
Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin is fanned..
Descend to earth
As sad clouds cry,
Restore the arid
Desert, dry.
I feed each seedling
Help them grow..
Science spells me
Two H, one O
I shift with ease
From glass, to sky
Can drip or run
No captive, I
I fill you up
In dust you'll rest.
It's life I bring
I am the best..
A timeless presence;
A pool, so balmy..
Respect me though.
I am tsunami
From dinosaur
To new born babe,
I never leave..
Despite the grave.
On Earth I'm gold.
A gift, you see..
My value is
Polutant-free
The greatest solvent
Of them all..
Mix mortar for
The strongest wall..
I lubricate
The thirsty tongue,
I wet the whistler's
Tuneful song
Creator's brush
On canvas white.
A thousand words
With ink I write..
So treat me well
And you will find
To planet home
I will be kind..
Reflect and twinkle
In your eyes.
Rescuing souls
As I baptise..
A miracle of nature
Me.
Reminding of
The Trinity.
Jinjagoliath
15th October 2022
Veggies cut at swirled shapes,
Meat which could meet the fire of hunger,
Spices which could feast hearts
Could combine to create culinary power.
Fruits cut at random slices,
Sugar bought from the sweetest lands,
Can mix and grind to overcome the crisis
Of the earthlings' favour for juicy clans.
Neem leaves received from the tresses of nature
Blend with herbs to curate stories of natural cure;
Bitter but carves better lives
For sweeter cells and sugary bites.
Any taste
Without any haste;
Sprinkle the heaven-driven blessings
To baptise humanity with foods of blessed names.
IN A PERFECT WORLD!
What one can only but wish to be her reality
A lit tunnel of happiness
Eyes glistening on her melanin
Cocoa-butter one with its bud
Like Eve I knew you are complete as I am of your flesh
No treason,
The garden of Eden yet to be pruned
What one can only wish….
That her tears baptise in matrimony
Water seeds and bring joy
Gas ball of triumph
THE SUN
It will lead us to never dark days
Nights forever warm
And time for-ever still
Ageing like fine wine
We’ll have our roots threading through vines
Holding on tight never saying goodbyes
Yes!
There will be loadshedding, where the day freezes, time moves and all we’ll have is the moon.
But like day and night
Black and white
All I’ll have
We will have
Is
You
And
I.
NONTOMBI KHAMBULE- 10/August/2021
They walk among us; angels in disguise
When close, we feel surging bliss elation
Gentle loving eyes, uplifting words wise
They walk among us; angels in disguise
Radiating light, their touch does baptise
Drawing in Gods grace by resonation
They walk among us; angels in disguise
When close, we feel surging bliss elation
18-May-2021
Dear Lord, I am but a broken vessel.
In pieces, I cry out your holy name.
My sin latches on with grappling hooks,
and drags me backward with each step I take.
Oh please, dear Lord, forgive me. Hear my plea.
Hold me close whilst the storm rages within.
I have squandered all your bountiful grace.
I pray whole heartedly for your mercy.
Oh please, dear Lord, baptise thee and save me.
Your prodigal daughter has returned home.
Father, this war has plagued me for so long.
Oh saviour, free me now from Satan's grasp.
May my heart ever yearn for you, dear King.
Restore this broken vessel, make me whole.
Amen
04.03.2021
What layer do the clouds stop to form?
I want bathe my eyes above tropospheric gates in search of the innocence I found in the walls of my mother's uterus
Build the one million fahrenheit furnace that is to smith happiness in my moment of absolution
Im still an isolated bird trying to glide in these african winds,with a fractured wing
And that's when I found it
Hope covered in layers of tissue and with just the right amount of melanin she absorbed the heatwave of my heart
We'll be going out on our first date soon
Hope to find a location below the jordan river
I want baptise my stomach below this beautiful army of molecules
Just to see if the butterflies still float
She is the last tea spoon of what is the left of the woman that turned to salt
Promise not to look back on the marathon ran by my past lovers
Nor the bridges I burnt to my previous cities
Sodom and gomorrah must be forgotten.
Related Poems