He's risen, Christ the king
Sitted in his throne
In heaven above
A king without throne
While on earth
For wherever he sits
Is his throne
Ruling over
Principalities and powers
Leading people to thy Father Almighty.
He's risen, Christ the king
The law breaker
He ascended above
And never came down
Breaking the law of gravity
That says; whatever goes up
Must surely come down.
He's risen, Christ the king
The greatest mental physician
The miracle worker
The liberator of generations
The illuminator of the dark
The master of the wonderous world
The map to thy Father God Almighty.
I have had my heart torn to pieces
From inexplicable pain and devotion,
Sown seeds of trust and reaped distrust,
I have gardened it, in dry stormy deserts and in green plains,
And garnered nixes as deserved and underserved,
I have grown fonder in loneliness, yet attached,
Earned pain and immortal reminiscence,
I have had mine broken, as I may have broken others,
Reaped a share of emotional intoxication,
I have let my passion flow, into bottomless pits,
Yet, in all this madness, I find no wondrous virtue,
Than to love, be it in the rains or in the suns,
Inconsiderate of its start or its end.
I've been with the master...since before the beginning
I saw mad millions fall as pride thought it was winning
Light would not be blocked by Lucifers wrong and wicked ways
Now I do my fathers work on a pair of wonderous wings
I've shed tears for lost souls that have turned into raging rivers
While the worthless only take I'm here to give and to deliver
Deceived ones quiver until I fill their hearts with joy
Because the message of my master is never doomed,damned,or destroyed
If only one out of one thousand give their hearts and souls today...
I do my fathers work on a pair of wonderous wings
I've seen the Earth evolve
I've seen mad monsters rise
I've seen the evil take their turns
Dark destiny was their demise
I've seen good ones compromise
I've seen bad ones find the light
I've seen love and I've seen hate
I've seen truth and I've seen lies
Still it never stops my mission
The conquest it never ends
Bringing stray sheep to the savior...then we all stand up and sing
I'll do my fathers work 4ever on a pair of wonderous wings
Wondrous heart
In even cosmos,
Diamond and gold get glow,
Like knowledge to souls.
Breathing through debris in slush,
Opt for gems with wondrous heart.
30/3/2014
I am sitting here on the sand
knees bent, arms hugging them close.
Looking in wonderment at the sky,
an artist's hand is painting its finest work .
First, a splash of red to lighten the dark sky,
followed by lighter tones of orange
to bring out the nights glow.
Then the yellow is applied, to raise it up
to be the most beautiful sky, a wonderful show.
But nature has more to enthral us,
silently wending their way through the nights sky
I see large birds returning home.
Their silhouettes completes the picture,
black shadows against a bevy of fiery hues.
Nature brings us pictures anew to remember with ones minds eye,
I will try to emulate the scene with watercolours painted with love.
Penned 30 May 2013 re vamped 10 August 2013
Somewhere beyond the depths of imagination
A thought strives with fear and perception.
Whether given a choice or not
The mind is always in constant thought.
Wandering the field of dreams
A heartbroken piece held up by beams.
Telling a story of excitement and love
Capturing the eyes like a soaring dove.
In one moment the dream can be lost
Which is why it can be a grave cost.
To imagine happiness all around
Yet such a place has not been found.
Once the world is put to sleep
Every closed eye is counting sheep.
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This Wondrous Day
This wonderful day! when will it be the eclipse on light?
Put off until that which never allows pain and misery
Prompted if rein, as this day states,
with the whistles and song as daylight inspires life to caress the air
Create and be as intended this morn.
Spread riches beyond physical adornments
Give spring a chance to breathe in that which the wise man holds dear,
Laughter and smiles
Adorn the child’s passion for the moment; relate your expression to joy
Worry breeds the inverted flame passed that thought of nought to tomorrow,
Put back that mortal thought for another fleeting moment resigned to destiny
as to all.
Cheat not life as beams of happiness radiate from you glow
Hotter than a supernova to love,
The season draws and frames this day,
Passed on to history as a gift , as night faded prepare to embrace,
This wonderful day.
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Birthed through Mother's most wondrous state
into the arms of love and fate
to so rejoice to be sensate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate.
I grew in loves mysteries
found my husband and grew to see
such majesty within my mate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate.
My husband gave to me a son
and through the gate, he too did come.
Child grew to man and met his mate,
O God has opened Heaven's gate.
I'll not begrudge or be ingrate
or ask for more, a child's dictate,
I am content to live sensate
O God has opened Heaven's gate.
*life is heaven if you choice to see it as such.
For years I've sat in awe
at the twinkling canvas above me.
Staring up at the smiling twilight
with wonderous curiosity
and a childlike innocence.
I see dancing moonbeams
and Jupiter's heavy hold over the night.
But I want to see further...
What if I could see the Earth
as I see Andromeda's distant sparkle?
I lie on the short sharp grass,
gazing into the past.
Does someone stare back at me?
Two sets of eyes, light years apart
unknowingly meeting for the first time.
Unaware of each other's existence
yet asking the same question.
Are we sharing the darkened expanse
or are we alone with the wonders of the unknown?
We tread our soil
and live thankful for the ground beneath our feet.
Yet one glance up at the interstellar playground
and I can't help but ask...
Are we sharing it with someone else?
I hope so...
It's getting a bit lonely down here.
There's a girl very understanding
Which is always standing
With us and always with us
Always try to interact
To solve the difficulties, the fact
She is beautiful, in heart
Walks all alone in cart
She torches out the way
For the people in the way
She has the art to make laugh
To the path of people so rough
She is wonderous
Whether a person or a soul!!!
by:-
Vrushani Thaker
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