In the valleys of hills, that’s where I am,
In the branches of trees, that’s where I climb.
Lost is something far Away,
But cost is something I carry.
What kind of universe I live,
Where enemies are amongst related lives.
Who knows?
Maybe I am the one who spoil it.
Souls had lost their beloved ones,
Because of destructive propaganda.
Ukubola kwelinye kuwabolisa wonke,
A young greedy lion had separated our unity.
Qungebe is a piece of rural area,
But it had turned to a piece of war area.
Conflict had consumed our peace,
Nkosi sikelela,
Before it was a temple,
But now it is a death template.
Why?
After all sacrifices and prosperities.
We’re no longer relatives,
Instead we’re enemies.
My blood now is a stranger,
While I am scavenger.
Maybe I am Paul in Bible,
Sent by god, someone hunt me like Judas.
Someone has turned Abraham to kill his blood
For unnecessary occasions.
Categories:
prosperities, abuse, bible, community, confusion,
Form: Narrative
AN ILLUSION UNDONE
Gems cannot be polished without adequate friction
Neither people without trials
Human nature thrives under stress and affliction
Strays under prosperities life-style
Ease equals apostasy and pain hungry hearts for God
We are motivated by need
When all seems well our Faith is weak- roughshod
On dangerous delusions we feed
Circumstances that highlight our corresponding poverty
Realizing our lack of self-sufficiency
Learn righteousness – observing we are the Fathers property
Illusions undone with perfect efficiency
“Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial; for once he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him”
James 1:12<>
Categories:
prosperities, character, christian,
Form: Couplet
Worship dance blared fulfilled the stroke of sunset
The beauty of heavenly panoramic captivate the admiration in depth
Gratify the devotees whose hunger for the sublimity of art
Even breezes kindly offered its cradle as a humbled guests from afar
The faint strains of *gamelans seems like combing the roar of waves
When the eyes of Gods, exotically closed the day
But this heaven never sleep
The euphoria of dazzling night replace the fetish as a dreams in reality
Diverse nations united in this ocean of excitement
Earthiness as the existence of unified
Pours relief beyond their deadly deadline
This celestial sanctuary was too good to be ruined
In the eyes of Gods, again splendors emitted through its beauty
Touched the heart of universe gently
And be part of the heartbeat in this country
Thou, the seekers, you are welcomed within these prosperities
Author note:
Welcome to Bali
*Gamelan = Balinese Gamelan is a traditional musical instrument originally from
Bali-Indonesia which is usually used for the traditional ceremonies or
events.
Categories:
prosperities, holiday, nature, sea, travel,
Form: Free verse
Don’t need friends just to bring me smile?
Friends who accept me as I am
Someone who loves me for who I am
Someone who wants to please me at all times
Friends who stand by me no matter what
I need a friend to make me a better person
Friends that correct me when I am wrong
Advising me when I am confused
Someone who is not after my prosperities
Values, knowledge, and beauty
Someone who goes against me when I am wrong
Who is not a yes, no matter what I do to hurt others’ feeling
I need a friend to help me grow
Socially, intellectually, and financially
Someone I can trust with my 2 kids and wife
Someone I can count on when I am totally down
Someone who is not after my wealth
Don’t need a always yes friend when I am wrong
I really need a great friend
Ginal Felix
Categories:
prosperities, hope, love, friend, me,
Form: I do not know?
Prosperities wings
flutter...
Enigmas ponder
beauty...
Silken winds
flowing...
whispering.
Categories:
prosperities, nature, nostalgia, peace, time,
Form: Free verse