An engraved smile
lodges in the greenish
heart of daisy.
.Violet butterfly hugs
a mazy, intrepid
pathway.
The insightful,meek
Light exceeds the
hill fearlessly,
unflinchingly
His sacrifice a source
of lasting,eternal
Love
to humanity
In the realm of
sorrowfulness,
we see the gemmed,
sooth pond.
I do not remember the text from which I had experienced the first manifestation.
But when I open the eyes
I was going out of the duress.
When the temple door opens,
those who rush to the front line are unconfident.
As the front and rear lines are with same distance, who is getting succeeded at this gallop.
Divine spirit rejuvenates senility.
The most beautiful song of love could be seen in the eyes of divine lover.
Others begin their prayers; and peregrinate in search of temples without having an insight.
Wouldn’t you withdraw your hand when you draw the tears of a blind thinking it is light?
The sanctuary and the God is being encircled with questions of mankind.
Haven’t you given me acute disease?
Hadn’t you given me a mortified birth?
Made me an indignant one?
Did you not bring down my yesterday’s profit?
Your nemesis thrown us into malaise
At that time, a smile blossomed on God’s face which was a sight for sore eyes.
They named her frail, fit for ash.
In the abyss, her pulse refused.
Fate cast her, broken, among thorns.
They named her frail, fit for ash.
A survivor bore her past black hush.
Through poison sands, his vow amused.
In the abyss, her pulse refused.
They named her frail, fit for ash.
Your pretty eyes,
I realize;
You’re beautiful to me:
An ebony, most heavenly,
Arrayed coquettishly;
You’re giving and a gift,
Like the rise of Christmas morn’
As adorned a necklace with,
Upon my heart you’re worn –
Help rendered expecting gratitude
Is sure to spoil one’s beatitude
8th Place
Enlighten your soul
In search of beatitude
Lord’s own charity
Written: October 22, 2023 For Dilly Dally Tritina Contest
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Blooms swell akin to cynosure elixir
Emollient radiance scattering fragrance
Evanescent breeze enlivens a dreary day
Furtive forbearance fearing a fresh day
Swiftly lifted the hold of nostalgia with elixir
Felicity flavor fraught fugacity by elysian fragrance
Halcyon ease exudes of this gossamer fragrance
My mindset is primed to tackle another day
Seraglio lissome lagniappe mellifluous elixir
Elixir fragrance has sanctified my esoteric day
Be kind
blest mind.
Love* --- show
God’s glow.
Be good
thanks should.
Peace --- spread
smite dread.
Be nice
heart’s vice.
Hope --- light
cheers right.
Be sweet
smile, greet.
Joy --- give
forgive.
Be true
that’s you.
Faith --- share
best care.
*Galatians 5:22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith.
April 21, 2022
8th place, "A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/22/2022.
The twinkling bells~
illuminating the glasshouse
God's presence engulfing me
May march forth, enter paradise my quill
May you hath,myriad cent hearts to fill
you prosper in , you fame in admiration
he parents in turbulence, he friends in quietude
he winkles in humans, as lustrous source of inspiration
Greater the gratitude for me he's, symbol of his beatitude
Vis-à-vis creed, blood, caste and hard achieved, a regard
As the tributaries of the Ganga, we’ve endorsed for the one stream
As the lineage and the posterity, we’ve enshrined for the Present beam
For every invincible sword as pitfall, a mighty shield
For all tsunamic ailments as drift all, a medicated ointment
he toils in pains, as meticulous peasant in field
Where incisive libels of solecism his, intended for brisk abusement
Don’t succeed- a word against me infuriates. A REWARD!!!
“Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.” Matthew 5:5
Jesus said, “Blessed are the meek.”
It’s better - turn the other cheek
than let yourself lose self-control.
Vengeance will rob you of your soul.
A humble person is not weak.
Jesus said, “Blessed are the meek.”
When we use self-discipline,
we show God’s power from within!
God implied to stand for others -
not ourselves, but for our brothers.
Jesus said, “Blessed are the meek.”
Be thoughtful and with kindness speak!
The world is filled too much with pride.
Submit to God; be on His side!
If peace on earth is what you seek,
Jesus said, “Blessed are the meek.”
For Beata Agustin's 'BEATITUDE RHYMING POEM' Poetry Contest
From 1/15/2012
When Jesus saw the multitudes
he went up on the hill
taught them with encouraging words
with authority, compassion, Zeal
He spoke of the keys of his Kingdom
never heard by them before
"Blessed are the poor in spirit”,
After which, he said much more
He said that you’d be Blessed
for these ways that you should live
Then he said rejoice, be glad
what great a reward He’ll give
Let your light so shine before men
your good works to be seen
glorify your father in heav’n
for the kingdom is within
Many things that he did say
for he covered many topics
Many left in wonderment
astonished at his doctrine
The Secrets he so freely gave
that day upon the hill
keys of his kingdom,
to keep in your heart
by faith to do God’s will
Love, Compassion, Faith in God
were three he taught that day
Eternal treasures to be stored for now
Until our judgement day
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