Stare from stop point,
for a stand point
Worthy the pillar devoid?
lost in lasting why?
Details of tale, entail,
characters who maintain,
So is author's explanation
authority often torture,
Frequent and recent capture,
claim is, best option,
See habitually, their dislike
come, see.
Barely forced,
in doubt, ain't indebt
Consider profit,
a source of balance
And much ahead,
ever come to conclude
Hesitation,
of immersion in self?
So within intention,
a pace form face
Lucky born form,
pursue no shadow
Left in reverse, realize
in rage, or revise level
Far be, reunion with hate
funny to guess try?
Repeating with courage,
speculations root
A fair teary concern,
from doubt
Come,
See...
You’ll come to all but me, O spring, and as always once more you’ll bring
To them your scents, hues, birds that sing, warmth and pleasure and everything
Each needs to live like a real king under your ancient azure ring.
My seared leaves you’ll again forget with your soft, balmy rains to wet,
And will leave in the world’s doomed net of harm and hurt and fear and threat.
Me you’ll only wear out and fret and never graciously indebt.
I smell you, though, and wait for you to drive me mad with longings new
And make of me a wondering Jew with a heart all laden with rue
For this life that’s a drop of dew which disappears so soon from view.
Do as you wish. Leave me forlorn. I am already used to scorn.
My lot’s not a rose but her thorn, to wail, to moan, to weep, to mourn.
My blank garden do not adorn! Of all sorts of hope leave me shorn.
A bird forgotten in the snare with nobody around to care
Should helplessly stay there and stare and wear away when it can’t tear
The ugly noose, loathsome, unfair, and only bear all in despair.
2.12.2013
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All to tell
At all hands
Now Dettol
A toll
To pay out
To go out
With no Dettol
How high?
Death toll
All to tell
Indebted all
Dettol
Indebt all
Dettol
I wish I had words to tell
To show you how much more you mean to me
They say without water there will be no comfort
My beloved mother without you, there would be no me.
Your love, your attention, your guidance make who I am today
Thank you mom
Thank you for easing life for me
You taught me right from wrong
Scold me and embrace me
You let me know the value of life
You teach me discipline
You teach me character
You always told me to be kind
And be faithful in the dispensation of public service
I'm forever indebt to you my beloved mother
You show me the way
Wave me to the right direction of life
And you let self determination roar in my heart
To believe in my self and knows what I'm capable of doing
Without you Mother
I would be wandering without a purpose in life
Thank you my beloved mother
You are my dependable source of comfort
Just like the angel you are my helper
You are my wonderful friend
And my best partner till life close the curtain
Thank you mom
Happy mother's day
They came to Him a paralytic carried by four men. St. Mark 2:3
The paralytic came before Father Christ through the heroic effort of 4 men.
They’re eventually lowering him through a hole in the roof
Without those four men, the paralytic never would have met Father Christ face-to-face or have been healed
Everyone of us can think of someone who has been instrumental in nurturing our faith
We are indebt to parents, religion teachers, spiritual writers
and or a host of others who have made the faith accessible to us
We may recall the faces of people we are indebted assisting us in receiving the precious gift of faith
They are the ones who have carried us to Father Christ as well
Is there someone in your life who needs help in coming to Father Christ?
4202014
with you i find myself in a state of flux
from happy to sad to confused and confounded
in due course an end will eventually come
but now, i wait indebt, out of control
under your control, lost inside my head
and you with your features, promises
no out right refusal, you thread me through
and when i'm away from you i write poetry
such as you have never seen
that can never be felt by princess or queen
who have never felt the depth of my being
but to you i assign this power so sacred
that you have my heart, mind and soul
it's true what they say; i'd quit if i could.
but then, how would be the love i wish for me
The sun set with a golden glow the day on which you I met
On that special walk in the beautiful park as the sun set
The sun set a glowing red as I walked with no threat
Amongst the trees of different hues as the sun set
The sun set slowly going down dropping, to it I'm indebt
To enjoying every minute of color as slowly the sun set
The sun set quietly didn't say a word but drew
Others to come in and watch closely as the sun set
The sun sets for you and me my handsome dear
Come close lets get all we can from life before fully the sun sets
To do the same as your neighbour,
Though dull as ditchwater,
To love, wed, indebt and procreate,
To dread waking up, to hate your life,
To want what others have,
To expedite your own demise,
To drink and smoke, indulge and scoff,
To judge those worse than you,
To be afraid of life and death,
To bask in burning rays.
To avoid the Grave.
Is it normal to write this poem?
When abnormality is common place,
Who then is normal?
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