Bounded by honourable hearts
Delicious dreams gravitating the mind
Gleam sunset patching life with brightness!
As autumn rain effectuates its pledge
While stars evince my inner desires,
I do believe.
Gazing at the blue sea reinventing itself
Advocating serenity in my path
To unearth calmness of life
I do believe.
With ecstasy and cheeriness painting my journey
Beauty of the earth gracing the eyes
Diluting grief to nothingness,
To stimulate me believe:
There are notable forces in life than hopelessness…
There is a rationality behind every drop of rain,
Love waiting out there,
And that I do believe.
When I perceive peace pledge – peace…
Starry sky hiking with confidence,
As I journey beyond the woods,
With adoration sanctioning the love of someone
Ancient mysteries concealing themselves,
Glowing recollections salvaging my delight,
Faith capturing the vicinity…
Sanctioning misty rains to grace the occasion, while….
Succouring me recoup my optimistic moments,
…. I do believe….
Categories:
succouring, confidence, courage, endurance, faith,
Form: Free verse
Standing tenaciously despite strong quakes
fortress of hope projects bliss
succouring the needy.
Buttressed steadfastly by God’s grace and truth*
anchoring the wavering
faith ascends midst good works…
...Yet when lurking haughtiness grips the heart
hypocrisy dominates
unveiling facade’s cracks.
*John 1:17 …Grace and truth came by Jesus Christ.
November 8, 2019
2nd place, "Pick A Title, Vol 11 - Kimo (3 Stanzas)" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 12/8/2019.
Title Chosen: Cracks in the Facade
Categories:
succouring, character, christian, faith, god,
Form: Kimo
“I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”*
Such is my Saviour’s loving assurance
While He sails with me along life’s vast sea
In His peace-boat midst voyage endurance.
With God, my journey becomes victorious
He upholds me in facing challenges
Bracing my faith for worship that’s glorious
So I can row well in service-plunges.
In Christ, I enjoy my spiritual ride
While succouring others by His grace-might
Praying, reaching-out with compassion’s stride
Triumphing to do what’s best, true and right.
Arriving at the Lord’s blessing-pasture
We feast while our boat waits for next venture.
*Hebrews 13:5
May 13, 2019
Honorable Mention, "Choices" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Sara Kendrick; judged on 6/20/2019.
Categories:
succouring, appreciation, blessing, christian, faith,
Form: Sonnet
Time freezes the moment
A child loses his father
At the borders
Is there any calming voice
That can compensate his dad singing him lullabies
Half-awoken in his strong arms
Story time with him
Beneath the snow moon
All the stars enveloped by thundering clouds
The moon vanished to nowhere
Sudden black-out of his innocent desires
The small demands and list of toys
He had kept inside his maths notebook
Is there any rainbow
That can paint the gray skies
That shrouds this tender life
Who has not yet touched
The age of teens
Why so much tensions on the frontiers
Of different countries
Can the rivers and winds
Change their nature of succouring life
Floating through different countries
I protest,I protest
This war at borders
Does any word hold the capability
To be the bandage
That can heal a family's lifelong bleeding scars
06/04/2019
Categories:
succouring, anger, angst, boy, dark,
Form: Free verse
The land wreathes in rhythm;
And caressed with cruel history and rough tenderness,
Scratching the skin of my patience.
Absorbed with the shock,
I'm suspicious of this happiness
Like I've been.
The dearth of space
And the eloquent but emptiness of time,
Betrays me to presently squash and squander my solitude
I recognize this place,
This wilderness men call life
I've been here once,
Maybe more and more
Corollary to the indelible pregnancy
Of this thorns
And the profuse smiles in my wrinkles
Swam the Mediterranean
And climbed the Everest
But the pastures have all been eaten by termites.
Can't climb Kilimanjaro again;
Not because it's low,
But because it's home.
Now the sojourner is back
With more debt
Clinging to the breast of silence
And succouring in the navel of sighs without relief.
Categories:
succouring, travel,
Form: Free verse
Meaningful
From the moor cries were genuine
Not betrayal it was
A cosmetic topped democratic
Poor quarrels were hopeful
Lying down in icy cool
Majority of halves, got torture being fool
Things are right, things are right
Gentleman's notes from air
In warm and costlier coats
Guys! view seriously them
Plied in open cool
Binding hands like accepting
Besmeared tyranny from both sides
Yes, this is the way I experienced
My favourite freedom
Earned shedding blood of youths
I supported them blindlessly
Doing nothing
Just being a visitor heartless
Both were succouring me seeking
Corroboration meaningful
In meaningful tips
Pelted stones and blank fires
Instigated me run run
How could I and others do
Being a demonstrator lameness.
Yet, in North Big Himalaya assures
Across the world numerous friends
Helpless those and me
Breathing cold air in morning sun
Will be solved, tears down
In the evening welcoming gloom
Still in the pages of heroes
Wait, stay and learn
Be calm always, east burns sun.
Categories:
succouring, absence,
Form: Blank verse