Sea shells in a child's hands get snatched away by the sea waves.
Long-earned wealth, in cash and kind, is stolen by the burglars.
Kith and kin, who have been in thick and thin, end up in graves.
Love songs sung coyly turn into knells and death bell murmurs.
My precious spouse, my innocent child, and my valued friend
Death has snatched them all. Who will ever replace them? With what?
I, too, am moving gradually towards my grave's end.
Though my soul has flown, I should, in the coffin, remain shut.
Like the messenger of death, is my sadness a warning?
Does this tell me that the zeitgeist is not favourable?
As this isn't monsoon, is the weather, for me, mourning?
Should I search for solutions - solvable and saveable?
Does sadness yet spare anyone, whether they're young or old?
Does it discern whether it's summer's heat or winter's cold?
Categories:
saveable, sad,
Form: Sonnet
The Jabberwock, the Jabberwock,
Beware, beware the Jabberwock!
When you be out in forest deep,
Secure in bed, awake, asleep,
Protected by superiority,
Cloaked within seniority,
Thinking you safe in your encampment,
It comes with magic and with enchantment;
It flies aflame through forest trees
And sweeps up idle employees.
Not one will prove to be saveable;
All will prove quite microwaveable.
And, though your troops be sore mismatched,
Though none return who be dispatched
To meet and fight this host chimeric,
The VORPAL BLADE, from times barbaric,
May yet defeat this beast malevolent;
In the end may prove prevalent.
So those of us who’s seen its eyes,
Those of us who are familiarized,
Who’ve smelt its horrid pungency,
Will waive our normal consultant’s fee
And offer you a special deal:
One vorpal sword, for just a steal.
Categories:
saveable, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Sitting here thinking deep in thought
the world is in such awful state
wars, fightings, hate and evil abound
can it be saved or is it too late?
This old world won't last forever
Jesus will return to wrap it up
for he said wars and rumours of wars
preceding his return emptying His cup
For this eternal judgement will surely come
as God said would be in His book all true
His word will outlive all events of earth
the almighty has spoken so he will do
But in the midst of all this darkness
a light shines out in the gospel
for God sent His son for those who believe
to save a people out of the grip of hell
Not all of this world will be saved
but God will save a remnant of His own
be sure you are believing in this Lord
not like the masses with hearts of stone
Categories:
saveable, bible, christian, gospel,
Form: Rhyme