The tortuous path up the arduous mountain
of the tormented life you’ve acquired,
needs to be scaled at the beckon of destiny
as the solemn summit awaits you,
you follow the crumbling trail of agony
through the surging storm of strife.
Try to cross with unstinted devotion
the designed gateway God installs for you,
place your steadfast trust on His benevolence
and on His prescribed gift of liberation,
faith will show you the righteous path
in the dark night of sordid squalls.
The raging ocean of turbulent life
heaves untamed waves in grueling tempest,
needs to be sailed unquestioning at His call
and the final ecstatic anchorage found,
so, get guided by His omnipresent beacon
with unwavering dedication.
The dark alley of mortal suffering,
filled with the mist of profound despair,
needs to be lighted with candle of hope,
you’ll retrieve the anguished soul from abyss,
illumined by God’s generous grace,
get suffused with the radiance of divine bliss.
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February 24, 2022
For Inspirational Christian Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Regina McIntosh
I’d paint red of love unstinted
Passing it onto every living soul
Into tomorrow I sow seeds of peace
As the forest of my dreams unfold
04.05.2021
Taken From the poem: Forest of my Dreams
Contest: Liberum Divisa 5.
I’d dip my brush in colours
Orange, Red, Green and Blue
If I could only live this life again
My entire world painted anew
I’d run along a path crowned in orange
As the earth meets the setting sun
And colour every day in different shades of green
Floating within the depths of the unseen
I’d add a dash of gold , a sparking light
To every shade of blue in a clear sky
The silver dust of fairies in the moonlight
Sprinkled with dollops of kindnesses hue
I’d paint the red of love unstinted
Passing it on to every living soul
Into tomorrow I sow seeds of peace
As the forest of my dreams unfold
07.05.2021
The art of friendship one can own
in warm silence, sepia tones.
Or very loud!
with passion and wild music;
painted vivid and with broad
palet and brush strokes.
That is you, and I smile at you
with arms opened so wide to embrace
your unstinted munificence.
Nothing artificial, so much love.
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April 2 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Watching a Sunset
Sunset in the sky, in colorful splendor
Sunset of life, a remembrance of blunders
Sunset of love, a matter of dejection
As love once was of unstinted affection.
A play of oranges, golds and reds in sky
As a posse of thoughts are passing me by.
Digressing to dream of a golden mountain
And a falling sun filtering through fountains
I flit back to view the spectacle in the sky
Now, a poetic play of hues as, home, birds fly.
For Skat's contest on 27/6/2013
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