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In times like these we cannot
presume everything to be normal..
As the fresh norms have been evolved
We need to be submissive and co-operative.
Please don't fall prey to the mysterious virus.
In times like these we need to be extra cautious.
As we have fragile grip in the society..
Steer up some patience & avoid temptations
and maintain social distancing to save yourself
as well as your loved ones.
In times like these we need to utilise the
time precisely with our family and friends
As we might work as busy as bee once the
lockdown crackles..So be compassionate and
relish acute freedom with your lovely members.
In times like these a committed atheist would start
worshipping and a hardcore theist would have stopped
worships due to disappointments and frustrations
on the monstrous virus..
Promoting beliefs & disbeliefs to be dismantled
as there is no consistency in the reality.
In times like these..there are fewer travel
experiences & expenses.
We should be sparing time with our hobbies..
and indulging in developing our passions & skills
staying safe inside home.
In times like these..expectation reduces joy.
As we do not cognize what tomorrow might bestow.
Never wait for chances..Instead welcome today
and incline to it peacefully & tremendously.
In times like these despite envisioning brightness...
Never fail to recognise the darkness dissolved in it.
We need to be under surveillance and observe
keenly on what's transpiring around us.
IN TIMES LIKE THESE STAY SAFE ,STAY HYGIENIC,
STAY HOME!!!
6-5-2020
~DEEPA~
Second place in the Contest:-)
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Sponsored by Silent One
Note2:
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Sponsor:John Hamilton
Enabled by God for this day’s fulfillment bliss
Meeting Him in sweet fellowship I should not miss.
Morning prayer and Bible reading nourish soul
As prioritizing the Lord remains my goal.
Thanking the Creator for breath of life so free
My spirit basks in worship’s praise with gracious spree.
Hygienic routine comes next along body care
Marked with exercise-sweatings for physique’s welfare.
Supplied with nutritious feast by the Almighty
My appetite succumbs to fresh breakfast bounty.
Fortified now for multi-tasking challenges
Ready am I to enjoy mother-role plunges.
Bathing my special child, singing “This is the day*…”
I delight in his milestones to manage his way.
Preparing him accomplish something beautiful
Instructions are repeated while he stays mindful.
With composure, I turn to my teaching venture
Facing learners whom I’m entrusted to nurture.
As a mentor, I have paper works for checking
Thus, time is gold upon strict schedule sticking.
Likewise, embarking in counselling takes much time
with my extra-mile duties midst ministry chime.
Phone-call Gospel sharing along discipleship
My heart engages with Holy Ghost’s partnership.
Granted assignment I cherish as joyful gain
For blest solo rendition, rehearsals must reign.
Culminating work hours is poem-writing pleasure
Unwinding my mind serenely against pressure
Then my spirit yields to Christ for restful sleep claim
While triumph by His power I humbly exclaim.
*Psalm 118:24 This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.
September 12, 2020
1st place, "All In A Day" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula; judged on 9/16/2020.
the end nears with Jesus and witches
let us hope there are no more glitches
little baby wears a mask in the manger
conceived socially distant without danger
no Golgotha crowd but liked tweeted clips
zoom calls for blurring out the Lords hips
immaculate censorship under lockdown
Amazon send the Saviour a virtual crown
due to panic buying there is no shortfall
of hygienic wipes for disinfecting our wall
by divine fortune rusty nails are also on offer
only the blood of Christ is scarce to proffer
Netflix shows reruns of a sound-bitten tale
a broker insists Christmas must be for sale
Wall Street continues with arms as a treasure
delivers lost lives and legs for good measure
conspiracy theorists say the Messiah was real
Wikileaks concurs but is brought to heel
by purveyors of halos spiked rosaries and zeal
as smoke cries for free ashes for dispersal
on graves boneyards and rotten rehearsal
a cat pees on the tree and needs to be spayed
Sigmund Freud calls for complex castration
of subconscious death wishes and propagation
in need for seeds to be neutered for creation
reality caves in and we must remove the stone
together we’re united Sisyphus is never alone
video calls remind us that the virus lives on
crosses borders without passports to and from
no visa required no customs only free trade
for hypocrisy bigotry Egos not easily slayed
what I would give for rewinding the legend
and attend carol singing and school’s pageant
in person not be stuck with oversized meals
walk freely to food banks attempting to heal
falsity ingratitude injustice entitlement schism
the infant itself may not be above criticism
but glitter and presents wrapped in blindness
are no substitute for love and true kindness
compassion does not require an opulent mall
no masses no pining nor spruce ever so tall
It’s time for reflection faith reason emotion
not notional piety and once yearly devotion
for Christ’s sake let’s stop moaning and start
to share from a warm and good-natured heart
24th December 2020
Cognizant of COVID 19 and its harsh impact
on global welfare it has seriously attacked
midst health threats with economic sabotage as grievous fact…
we pray: Oh, God, enable us so we can with Your peace, rightfully react.
Gripped by this novel pandemic
causing us to fear, worry, and panic
leading hearts to become pathetic or pessimistic…
we ask: Oh God, intensify our hope as we trust You to heal* the sick.
Trusting Your supreme hand over global changes and every country
believing Your omniscience upon signs of times in world history
acknowledging Your perfect will against this current misery…
we trust You oh, God, to keep us shielded inside Your compassion’s victory.
Exposed to separation-angst of those fellows within “lockdown”
witnessing community quarantine for affected city and town
experiencing difficulties brought by this virus with so-called crown…
we plead: Oh, God, uphold our faith; cheer us midst our frown.
Informed, warned and educated to stay calm above this grim reality
vanquishing fake news, but spreading kindness, marked by sincerity
intensifying hygienic practice for safety beyond selfish purity…
we cling to You, oh, God Who is control of the situation by Your sovereignty.
*2Chronicles 7:14 If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
March 16, 2020
Edited on December 30, 2021
4th place, "Coronavirus (COVID-19)" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 12/31/2021.
H2o, showers does cause colorful flowers on earth to greatly bloom
It is on the atomic table: this of 2 hydrogen atoms and 1 oxygen
It being the transportation medium for all nutrients needed
Vital for all living cells absorbing their daily organic sustenance
H2o, in fruits juicy gushing gushers are oranges and watermelons
It assist us with our hygienic health and cleanses clothes
There in the sea we can do swimming, snorkeling and surfing
Grapes, of red and white wine fluids facilitate taste bud pleasure
H2o, in a human’s body is about 65%; that is liquid water
Steam vapors are in turbines and in steamboats and ship generators
Rains at cold temps produce unique snowflakes that falls to earth
Rivers and lake reservoirs are fresh water access and storage
H2o, in life, love, living and leisure, all is connected
Recommended is the drinking of it at eight ounces per daily usage
Medicines and milk and mangos all contain this wonderful substance
It is transparent, pure, refreshing, and very much liked and is needed
A dedicated ode to “the gloriously created and greatly used H2O
My lady wife does strange things with the lavatory brush
She stands it in the loo and then she activates the flush
But she’s my girl and not someone that I would want to chasten
Except she leaves the brush there like it’s Guardian of the Basin
I know she pours in loads of bleach in which the brush can soak
I don’t know why she does this for alas I'm just a bloke
So when I walk into the loo that brush is standing proud
Protruding from the lavvy pan as I proclaim out loud…
My darling, I’m so happy that you keep our home hygienic
But that there plastic poker in our loo is hardly scenic
So I don’t have a Labrador but what if I were blind…
You’d find me running out of here while clutching my behind
Our immune system fights viruses and all foreign bodies.
antibodies that protect the lymphatic office.
Immunological memory is the ability to recognize,
previously initiated the anti device.
Healthy microbes essential from cradle to grave,
mothers fungus touch and milk to survive.
The use of antibiotics killing those microbes,
sterile environment for the body that disrobes.
Smell, taste and recognition of individuality,
crucial role in and out of body decomposing reality.
Sanitizing will weaken the immune system procured,
called the hygienic hypothesis for rest assured.
Caught in legal procedure enforced to act,
given your body from shop to shop some poison in fact.
The psychological terror not to mention,
being prosecuted in scientific polluted detention.
Riding the donkey of hope as expensive load,
endurance of the profiteers that you owed.
Amidst distractions
he’s simply focused
minding his business
so special to him
yes, his bathing spree…
With mirth-filled freedom
he enjoys sans fuss
such hygienic feat
making himself clean
unmindful of me…
Confronted by mindfulness’ enjoyment
I’m resolved for functional settlement
Thankful to God for every blest moment
Optimizing His rich grace endowment.
Choosing to be joyous is my heart’s goal
With peace prevailing over mind and soul
Blissful present engaging welfare whole
Triumphant in fulfilling every role.
Thus, I pray with faith
trusting the Saviour
for our special child
who in his stature
is a great blessing…
While smiting spasm
gripping his movements
he zooms with wheelchair
praising the Lord Who
is mindful* of him.
Possessing a cheerful now perspective
Illumined for Christ’s divine directive
I stay in my ministry objective
Serving with ardor to be productive.
Propped wisely with “today-orientation”
My spirit claims its maximization
Propelled by Holy Spirit’s direction
Jubilant to fulfill designation.
Conscious of schedule
I’m still flexible
with time so precious
for Bible stories
my boy delights in.
Thus, may God forbid
my swerving away
from blest mindfulness
He’s involved me with
Since HE is my life.
*Psalm 115:12 The LORD hath been mindful of us: he will bless us…
June 12, 2021
7th place, "MINDFULNESS" Poetry Premier Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker; judged on 6/13/2021.
I believe that with faith in God, nothing is impossible.*
This anchors my dream certainly devoid of disillusion...
Full of hope, I pray for a miracle
as the Lord favors according to His plan
or if He in His sovereign wisdom approves, in His time.
In my dream... this scenario is vividly captured:
Waking me from my sweet slumber is my dear son
with his eloquent “Good morning, mommy” greetings…
Pulling me from bed, he props my hands for fervent prayer-gesture
and then he communes with God, talking to Him sincerely
seemingly oblivious of my presence.
Then he reaches the Bible and reads expressively
the third chapter of Proverbs, stressing verses 5 and 6,
“Trust in the LORD with all thine heart;
and lean not unto thine own understanding.
In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.”
To my delight, he fixes himself up, not anymore seeking my aid
for his hygienic endeavors, and in eating his meals.
He enjoys school activities and church fellowships
as he testifies gladly about his accomplishments
concluding with “God is good to me.”
Indeed, God is gracious
for the wondrous might He has wrought
in our special child who is diagnosed
with global developmental delay.
Stricken with cerebral palsy, he cannot walk;
though he is now nine years old.
He struggles everyday
to communicate with others.
Now, fully awakened to reality’s truth,
I thank God for enabling me to trust Him fully.
As a volunteer social worker in our church orphanage
I cherish God’s fortification of my faith
while rearing and raising up,
nourishing and nurturing our special child...
with love from the Lord.
*Mark 10:27 "And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible."
Revised on February 18, 2019
2nd place, "I Dreamed a Dream" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 2/20/2019.
Among God-granted blessings I truly cherish
My pet cats from the precious list never perish…
They are the first animals I did touch with care
Where I got my first lesson about beast*-welfare.
When blissful play times engulfed our children-moments
And sometimes, we would delay hygienic engagements
Mom was there --- with our “cleansing” cats --- to reprimand
Warning “See the cats bathing themselves!” as command.
Then in my grade school, I had to pronounce “cat” well
Coaching me with English “a” I could hardly tell.
Since such language was new to me, I must obey
Uttering words having “sophisticated a.”
Now, varied cats of different colors I pet
As such, unto "Black Beauty Blest" my eyes are set
Her entertaining antics surpass her sweetness
Yet, warning me since her kittens need milk's fullness.**
From cats I gained one noteworthy truth … worth learning
Which Bible study taught me with wisdom’s winning
Such is to be circumspect, cautious with prudence
As cats do… to stay victorious midst foes’ offense.
*Proverbs 12:10 A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast...
August 11, 2018
**Edited on March 30, 2028 with the addition of fourth stanza
1st place, "Black Cat" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 4/3/2022.
5th Place, "Cat Poems" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin; judged on 8/12/2018.