Long Debility Poems
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“In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears.” Psalm 18:6 of the King James Bible
Frustration obscures hope, dimming victory glow
gripping heart with failure angst toward worthlessness’ plunge
tortured by self-pity while wallowing in agonizing oppressive dilemma…
My soul loathes this miserable condition I resolve to overcome.
When unfinished goals bring distress gloom
my time management skill is challenged along multi-tasking expertise
locking me inside frustration-cell where guilt feasting mockingly welcomes.
With feeling of futility incessantly engulfing my achievement-oriented mind
the urge to accomplish compels me more rigorously
suffocating me midst anticipated frustration-anxiety.
Now, I surrender my own frustration pangs of afflicting debility
to God, my loving Saviour Who grants triumph, assuring bliss
enabling me to conquer by faith
personal infirmities to serve jubilantly for His honour.
July 22, 2021
4th place, "Writing Prompt - Fragmented Spaces" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 8/13/2021.
I sat under the grey shadow of the gloomy night
Raising the closed curtain of the darkest day's flight
My heart subdued the voice of my inner shrine
Wiping the droplets of tears that wet my chine
I sat dumb hiding my impotence under the downy pillow
Unable to forget your pinched face that shot a thousand bolts into the clear billow
Would you forgive me if I just said a simple sorry?
Would that perturbed darkness on your mother's face bring back my glory?
Who is to be cursed in the stillness of this direful dream?
Who is to be put at fault amidst the leftover cherries of the melting cream?
Is it the almighty for his inhuman act of snatching your ability?
Or
Is it me for driving you into the envelope of the shooting debility?
I cannot forgive my ownself for this act of mine
I'ld like to one day witness your smile enlightening the global shrine
Yeah!
Only that can give me peace
Washing away the broken pieces of my guilt
P.S. I wrote this poem as I felt broken when I couldn't convince the head of our institution from sending a child who was differently abled away from the school. He has become so close to me and he loved me so much. He was kept in the school just for one week and I used to take very good care of him. As the boy behaved differently from the rest of the children, he was sent out of the institution. I couldn't do anything about that as I was not the decision maker. I couldn't convince the management as well. No one was to be blamed there. It's the management's duty to think about the other children as well. That night I couldn't sleep and something pinched me from inside. I still am not able to forget the face of that child. He gave a deep look towards me that asked me a thousand questions for which I had no answer.
The Lamb to the slaughter*
submitted freely to sovereign will
fulfilling heavenly role to die in my stead –
with priceless holy sacrifice and precious blood to pay
for my ransom, as a sinner condemned for everlasting fury
toward divine quickening so I can rejoice
in the Saviour’s eternal redemption…
Such Lamb of God slain
from the foundation of the world
now constantly upholds my very being
along my becoming, guarding me from sin-slaughter
enabling me to delight in His assured forever…
That Lamb is my Shepherd**
Who leads my steps to walk on
paths of righteousness with love
directing my heart toward trusting
His promises, glowing with hope, smiting doubt…
The resurrected Lamb with His grace
anchors me by the Almighty’s truth and mercy
letting my faith bloom toward kindness’ fruition
propelled for reaching-out, vanquishing selfish blight…
Yes, the Lamb of God midst His love
secures me throughout the end and beyond
sanctified from guilt, assured triumphantly
with His pardon so I can share granted blessings…
Indeed, I worship the Lamb Who is my Lord
for enriching me midst contentment
to keep on sharing the Gospel, while writing poems
propelled by His power, conquering my debility…
While praying to the Lamb for compassion-optimization
here am I humbled, serenely blissful
fervently desiring to do best against flaws
acknowledging that my all is nothing without
the LAMB OF GOD***.
*Isaiah 53:7 He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth: he is brought as a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before her shearers is dumb, so he openeth not his mouth.
**Psalms 23:1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
***John 1:36 And looking upon Jesus as he walked, he saith, Behold the Lamb of God!
February 2, 2025
3rd place, "This or That, Vol 30" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 2/9/2025
10th place, "FEB 2025 POSTED" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 2/8/2025
Medical Frontliners:
You’re commended for your caring tenacity
saving lives victoriously, fulfilling earnest duty…
though your personal security
seems to loom in obscurity
you keep trusting the Almighty.
Affliction Survivors:
You’re hailed for your fighting intensity
overcoming trials, keeping your sanity and dignity
rising above health crisis and financial constraints' anxiety
while clinging to Christ Who in His love and pity
heals the sick, suffices needs, as He forgives the guilty.
Soldiers and Police Officers:
You’re saluted for your courageous integrity
defending the country midst attacking calamity
valiantly* facing jeopardy along enigmatic predictability
for the furtherance of peace and order in the society
cognizant of the Lord Who is the supreme Commander in His sovereignty.
Prayer Warriors:
You’re appreciated for interceding with faith-purity
rescuing souls, showing kindness’ beauty
offering hope, radiating blissful serenity
helping them triumph against personal debility
leading them to the Saviour of compassion throughout eternity.
*1Chronicles 19:13 Be of good courage, and let us behave ourselves valiantly for our people, and for the cities of our God: and let the LORD do that which is good in his sight.
July 11, 2020
2nd place, "Warrior" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 7/14/2020.
Lady Mary Berkeley
Once, long time ago a Lady of grace and elegance,
her child and spouse in glamorous remembrance.
Chillingham Castle in its prime of residence and tragic,
Lord Grey in spell of love by Mary’s sister Henrietta’s magic.
Heartbroken and in despair with baby girl alone,
took her life and child falling from the tower like a stone.
The Castle already haunted by spirits from the dungeon,
crying female voices and rotten smells very pungent.
In her beautiful dress she walks the dark corridor,
surging in courteous fate for her husband therefore.
A friend of mine and phenomenon fanatic,
invited me to this Chillingham Castle haunt ecstatic.
We arrived at a misty midday, overwhelmed
are those spirits already aware of our intend.
Walking in this majestic place through history,
feeling chased by my own step noise mystery.
I dreamed that night to be with Lady Mary,
holding her porcelain face very wary.
Such a sweet and gorgeous virtuous soul,
slowly turning her veins into color coal.
Waking up, I feel in love with this beauty
wanted to know all her historic duty.
Warned by my friend of ghost camouflage,
nothing more but an emotional mirage.
My mind played all searching possibility,
convinced that my heart will change her debility.
To set her free from the pain of grieve,
giving her soul the deserved peace to receive.
In my vain attempt I wrote a little prayer,
that with God one is never alone sooth sayer.
Stuck that note behind her portrait in gold,
believing that it has consequences bold.
Many months later I received a letter by courier,
with golden letters looking superior.
Words of gratitude and faith to see,
“I will wait for you my love,
Lady B”
February 23 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 28-30
Key Verse – Numbers 28:6 It is a continual burnt offering, which was ordained in mount Sinai for a sweet savour, a sacrifice made by fire unto the LORD.
HEART THAT PERSISTS TO SACRIFICE UNTO THE LORD
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His love’s gripping
Despite our grief due to joy-stripping
He remembers us with our repentant weeping
Always responding to us along prayer-reaping.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His graciousness
Despite our complaints due to enviousness
He answers us with His peace-calmness
Always attending to us along worship’s holiness.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His glory
Despite our sadness due to worry
He revives us with His Gospel story
Always rescuing us along forgiveness-victory.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His salvation
Despite our sorrow due to failure-caused reaction
He grants us ready restoration
Always governing us along Bible-direction.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His light
Despite our struggles due to unbelief’s blight
He establishes us upon His truth and right
Always exhorting us along Scripture’s might.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His mercy
Despite our debility due to inefficiency
He provides us with His sufficiency
Always perfecting us along His ministry’s proficiency.
Our heart persists to sacrifice unto the Lord by His leadership
Despite our negligence due to our poor stewardship
He helps us with His partnership
Always blessing us along His goodness for our discipleship.
February 23, 2026
(just an
exaggeration
of
negativity
lyrically, so
dont come
scolding
me):) ;)
They
might
wish me a
'HAPPY
BIRTHDAY'
or even
'many
happy
returns
of the day
My folks
send me
gifts and
greeting
Congratulating
me
on a life
that's
fleeting?
Yeah, so I
happen to
be
pessimistic
on this at
times
who sees
life as an
hourglass
One who
sees the
glass half
empty
rather
than half
full
For I
vision
each
birthday
as a step
closer to
old age
A step
closer to
dreaded
death
Isn't it
hard to
look
forward
to going
gaga and
decrepit?
When
smooth
skin would
end
up
crumpled,
wrinkled
Thus each
birthday
to me
is a step
closer to
the end of
a
lifetime
A step
closer to
that
unwanted
guest-
senility
The
reverting
to child-
like
inability,
debility
The
dwindling
of all
agility
The age of
doddering
limbs
half in the
grave
So I'd
rather not
celebrate
the
nearing of
the time
when
we'd
playback
em' flash-
backs
and in the
mind re-
live our
life
tracks.
When
everything
would
trickle
down to
mere
memories
With
ample time
to linger
upon
life's
souvenirs.
So a
birthday is
a step
forward
but
towards
thy
graveyard
The road
to it may
be longer
or
unfortunately
may end
abruptly
in a short
cut
to heaven
or to hell
bard or no
bard!
February 24 Scripture Meditations Based on 1Samuel 1-4
Key Verse – 1Samuel 1:11 … O LORD of hosts, if thou wilt indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember me, and not forget thine handmaid…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR LOOKING ON MY AFFLICTION
Thank You for looking on my affliction and weeping
Midst my heart’s grief due to joy-stripping
Indeed remembering me with Your love’s gripping
Always responding to me along prayer-reaping.
Thank You for looking on my affliction and bitterness
Midst my soul’s complaints due to enviousness
Indeed answering me with Your peace-calmness
Always attending to me along worship’s holiness.
Thank You for looking on my affliction and misery
Midst my countenance’s sadness due to worry
Indeed reviving me with Your Gospel story
Always rescuing me along forgiveness-victory.
Thank You for looking on my affliction and frustration
Midst my spirit’s sorrow due to failure-caused transgression
Indeed granting me my petition with Your best decision
Always governing me along Bible-direction.
Thank You for looking on my affliction and guilt
Midst my faith’s compromise due to worldliness’ silt
Indeed establishing me upon Your truth that does not tilt
Always exhorting me along Scripture-principles of standard-built.
Thank You for looking on my affliction and deficiency
Midst my body’s debility due to inefficiency
Indeed providing me with Your grace-sufficiency
Always perfecting me along mercy deeds’ proficiency.
February 24, 2022
October 22 Scripture Meditations Based on Acts 9-12
Key Verse – Acts 9:15 But the Lord said unto him, Go thy way: for he is a chosen vessel unto me, to bear my name…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING ME AS A VESSEL UNTO YOU
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my unworthiness
Due to my sinful nature that shows my unrighteousness
Here am I surrendering to You my own weakness…
Please use me according to Your sovereign purposefulness.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my limitation
Due to my obvious debility that hinders my determination
Here am I casting to You my shallow devotion…
Please strengthen me by Your mighty fortification.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my infirmity
Due to my worldly activity that confirms my vanity
Here am I yielding to You my perilous frailty…
Please heal me by Your cleansing purity.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my ignorance
Due to my doubt-filled disposition that hides my arrogance
Here am I submitting to You my lack of virtuous endurance…
Please enlighten me by Your wise assurance.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my discontentment
Due to my shallow commitment that obstructs my development
Here am I giving up to You my grievous sentiment…
Please satisfy me with Your sufficient fulfillment.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my inconvenience
Due to my uncomfortable situation that leads to my afflictive disobedience
Here am I laying down to You my fleshly resilience…
Please assist me by Your compassionate patience.
Thank You for choosing me as a vessel unto You in spite of my losses
Due to my wavering faith that opposes divine praises
Here am I entrusting to You my heavenly causes…
Please uphold me by Your powerful forces.
October 22, 2022
Eddy lives in the gullibility and cohesibility of a gritty city
Between assimilability civility reality and triviality
Here Eddy’s senility is merely an eligible technicality
A wink of eccentricity fragility debility futility impossibility risibility
Still under that mighty illusion of invincibility virility and viability
Invisibility’s equivalent to gentility favouring stability and incredulity
Eyes void of deceptibility infallibility predictability divisibility
Eddy is still irresistibly witty with intelligibility bordering geniality
The indelibility of his ability versus disability for agility and flexibility
Gives Eddy eligibility admissibility accessibility feasibility visibility and divisibility
Implicit credibility whimsicality spirituality frivolity and squeezability
Eddy believes there’s no margin for self-pity when you own a pretty itty bitty kitty
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on March 25, 2018 to contest ALLITERATION POEM sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 2ND