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I can still feel your lips on mine,
And your fingers tangled in my hair.
I still smell your sweet perfume—
It lingers softly in the air.
It’s as if you're with me every hour,
As if your love gives my heart its power.
As if I’ve known you a thousand years—
And would fall for you again through joy and tears.
Won’t you please listen to what I say?
These words come straight from deep inside—
They sing of how I long for you,
Where love and hope and truth abide.
My love for you can't be denied,
It's steadfast, deep, and ever strong.
It won’t fade, won’t drift away—
It will last my whole life long.
Last night was the very first time
I knew my love was real and true.
The memory is burned into my soul—
The memory of you.
I can still feel your lips on mine,
And your fingers tangled in my hair.
I still smell your sweet perfume—
It lingers softly in the air.
You, ghostly, ethereal and impalpable, imaginary friend
were my bond to the outside world,
without you, I am a recluse, invisible, veiled, disguised to all.
More than happy to live here hidden
safely in this self created inner sanctum,
alive in pictures and memories sustaining this inconspicuous me.
The reality is I must be unafraid and open the door
stand before the see through unmirrored glass
and let the world see me.
One step slow then quick
with all you've taught
I can find a way to embrace each step bravely.
You were my bond that held me firm in place
greeting the world as it is, as I am, as I was,
now presenting me face to face to the world.
Look at me, see me, don't think I stand alone
an intangible presence, strength and courage is here,
unseen steadfast, but obvious invisible at my side.
Picture - Being Invisible
October 11 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on John 17-18
Key Verse – John 17:3 And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY ETERNAL LIFE GIVER
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your certainty
Thank You for manifesting to me Your goodness-bounty…
So loving are You in enclosing me around Your security
Surely, I believe You with all my heart’s sincerity.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your grace
Thank You for upholding me upon Your redemption-brace…
So powerful are You in rescuing me against hell’s condemning case
Surely, I cling to You for my everlasting heavenly days.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your mercy
Thank You for granting me Your forgiveness-clemency…
So holy are You in ransoming me with Your righteousness’ efficiency
Surely, I trust You with all my soul’s salvation-fervency.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your might
Thank You for leading me with Your light…
So radiant are You in guiding me toward what’s true and right
Surely, I cleave to You every day and night.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your victory
Thank You for shaping me toward Your perfecting glory…
So great are You in shielding me against sinfulness’ misery
Surely, I depend on You in declaring Your Gospel story.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your deliverance
Thank You for freeing me from transgression’s penalty-endurance…
So authoritative are You in conquering my and arrogance and ignorance
Surely, I follow You by Your steadfast assurance.
Lord God, You are my eternal life Giver along Your promised hope daily
Thank You for propelling me to serve You willingly…
So inspiring are You in exhorting me to obey You blissfully
Surely, I obey You, praising You worshipfully.
October 11, 2023
There is a flame inside my soul,
A quiet spark that makes me whole.
It guides my steps through storm and night,
A steadfast glow, a fearless light.
The world may doubt, the winds may roar,
Yet I rise stronger than before.
For hope is hammered in my chest,
And courage walks with every breath.
I’ve seen the path where shadows lie,
I’ve faced the moments when dreams die.
Still, from the ashes, bright and free,
Burns the fire that lives in me.
This fire is purpose, passion, grace,
A steady heartbeat in life’s race.
It whispers, “Kaushik, don’t you bend—
Your journey’s yours, your spirit won’t end.”
So when the darkness tests my name,
I answer back with shining flame.
For I am forged in destiny—
I am the fire within me.
From the rising sun in the east
To casted shadows after dark in the west,
Our tribal marked faces show,
A timeless story, aglow.
Seasons come and go,
Hiding shades and dimmed sparks.
Beneath the sprawling swamps,
Cornering meandered mangroves,
Our roots run deep,
Anchored in attires of legacy.
Our heads see without light,
Guided by old wisdom unspoken.
Truth and strength wrap us,
Like leaves hiding the stem,
This binding keeps us to mother earth,
Fatherland, and to each other.
The river Nun whispers
Future tales of our past,
Her ebb and flow carry songs of joy,
Of resilience, of hope.
Wells oiled to bustle with life,
Echoing voices of a southern people united,
Crafting stories with each fishing net,
With each catch and harvest,
With each chant that shakes the air.
We stand with one another,
As trees in a forest,
Strong and steadfast,
Each branch reaching,
Each leaf singing,
Together in harmony,
Brothers and sisters fit to guide,
The new call of the river Nun.
In the realm where words take flight,
Let me share a tale, both wise and bright.
Of responsible hands that wield the gun,
An ode to the virtues, one by one.
Through misty morns and shadows deep,
Lies a world where guardians vigilantly keep,
The promise to protect, the ones they adore,
With caution and care, to even the score.
Responsible souls, they bear the weight,
Of freedoms preserved, an entrusted fate.
In skilled hands, a weapon, a tool to defend,
Against darkness that seeks to rend.
With knowledge profound, they strive to attain,
Mastery of arms, a resolute aim.
Safety their mantra, it echoes strong,
For loved ones' peace, they'd stand lifelong.
They foster respect, for life and the land,
Adhering to laws, with a steadfast hand.
Through discipline's forge, they shape their will,
To harness the strength, yet a heart that's still.
For hunters, a stewardship they embrace,
Conservation's call, a noble chase.
Balancing nature, a harmony sought,
Ensuring the circle of life is not forgot.
But beyond the bounds of woods and fields,
In tales untold, there are truths revealed.
Responsible hands bring solace and peace,
Uniting communities, as violence they cease.
In times of peril, a beacon they shine,
A force for justice, in a world that's unkind.
Yet in their hearts, a solemn plea,
To shun the misuse, that darkens what's free.
So let us not forget, as we reflect,
The essence of this, let us protect.
For responsible gun ownership does provide,
A haven of safety, a shelter to abide.
Lord, we honour You in our spiritual triumph* that shows Your compassion…
Always ready since our regeneration
Surely available for our sanctification
That we may be more faithful in our spiritual devotion.
Lord, we thank You for our faith triumph** that manifests Your grace…
Always marvelous since our pardon from sins and hell’s trace
Surely wonderful for our conviction’s strengthening brace
That we may be more committed in our Christian race.
Lord, we praise You midst our thanksgiving triumph that asserts Your mercy…
Always sustaining since our ransom from Satan’s piracy
Surely abounding for our testimony’s efficiency
That we be more diligent in our holiness-walk’s consistency.
Lord, we exalt You through our lockdown triumph that radiates Your peace…
Always soothing our souls since our healing from iniquities’ disease
Surely reliable for our comfort while Your heart we strive to please
That we may be more fervent in our faith, while in praying, we don’t cease.
Lord, we lift You along our Gospel-sharing triumph that preaches Your Word…
Always at work since our inclusion in Your divine record
Surely mighty for our transformation as life-changing sword
That we may be more steadfast, resisting to be worldly-devoured.
Lord, we esteem You by our prayer-triumph that exposes Your power
Always effective since our submission to Your sovereign tower
Surely helpful for our determination to be both Bible-hearer and doer
That we may be more productive as Gospel seed-sower.
Lord, we worship You with our service-triumph that affirms Your victory
Always evident since our rescue from eternal penalty’s fury
Surely magnificent for our proclamation of Your love story
That we may be more joyful in serving You toward heavenly glory.
*Psalm 47:1 O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
**2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
February 16, 2020
With shining eyes, the prettiest
advances leading all the rest.
She skips with glee beneath blue skies,
the prettiest with shining eyes.
The second, with a warming smile,
comes dressed in lace, and all the while
she lithely romps beneath the sun
with warming smile, the second one.
And woebegone, the daughter third,
walks, scowling, speaking not a word.
She trudges slowly on and on -
the daughter third and woebegone.
Now comes along a steadfast son
whose sauntering seems never done.
He perseveres though winds be strong.
A steadfast son now comes along.
The second boy along the trail
has charity, which does not fail.
He renders aid and brings sweet joy
along the trail, the second boy.
Another son, now onward pressed,
endures although fatigued and stressed.
He's labored much and cannot run,
now onward pressed, another son.
At course's end, a daughter fair
who rests - lets down her golden hair.
Most cheerful, tender, gracious friend,
the daughter at the course's end.
Inspired by the nursery rhyme "Monday's Child"
When falls between us stillness of the night
Our hearts in peace sway with sweet conviction
Beneath the stars dear lips that reunite
Succumbing to divine blest addiction
Full lustrous moon hangs high up in the sky
The two of us kick back as days wind down
Hovers a harmony we can’t deny
Reminiscent of fab times all around
Through thick or thin carried out our mission
A loving life we crafted as we please
The dreams we cast have come to fruition
Upon a balmy perfumed summer breeze
With angels overlooking from above
Years paved a steadfast path toward true love
AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on February 7, 2020 for contest A SONNET TRUE LOVE sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - RANKED 4TH
From the depth of the earth, I rise,
A speck of green.
Winning the trust of the sun, I make a promise---
Never to falter.
I am but a chapter yet to be read in the Book of Time.
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From the womb of time, I am born-----
Fed with the milk of love.
Steadfast, unwilling to give in to fallacies and vices
I stand tall, singing songs of hope and freedom and love for all.
I bow to Thee
For giving me the life, that I longed to live.
For breathing in me the sweetness of Thy Form.
For holding me in Thine arms, when lightning strikes.
For bestowing in me the patience to forbear and forgive.
Thou gave me an arm when I fell down.
Thou accompanied me when I travelled alone.
Thou solaced me in quotes, dialogues, person.
When I had seriously given up on myself.
When thoughts stormed, Thou made me laugh.
When the absence of a loved one crumbled strength
When failure turned gross and jibes crushed my spine
Thou lifted me with a song from a movie long forgotten.
To Thee I surrender.
To Thee I look up to.
To Thee I give my heart.
To Thee alone I belong.