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My God

I prayed to Thee,
For mine eyes to see,
Thy ever constant presence
On every creation. 

This eyes to see no hate,
Blanketed by grace,
With heart full of love,
Only to give.

I prayed for this heart
Though bruised and hurt
Broken and fragile
To keep loving.

I prayed this life I live,
Be a sacrifice unto thee
To keep praising Thee,
As long as I breathe.

Defiled, broken, shattered 
Faced with storm
Yet my soul shall praise
For You are faithful.

My Lord, Your love heals me.
Your faithfulness I rely,
In You only 
Alone I have my being.

My Lord, My God
Even in my storm 
I shall praise You!
This all blessings in disguise.

My cross, a lease to keep me bound to You
That I may not stray away from You
This is my blessing and honour 
That You God Almighty chose to see me. 

Therefore when My worries drown me
And compels me for life force to leave me
Remind me this, I only have this life 
To Praise You and live for You.
 Remind me I'm Yours!

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My Father

If "live the moment" was a person it would be my dear Father. 
You may ask why? 
It's Because he'd always share joy, speak his heart whether it be anger or happiness 
he would never delay-
 a moment to make us know his heart. 
He can never fake 
even in his disappointments or joy, 
he lives in the moment! 
One chilly night my mother use to say,
" your father brought home a group of strangers
Travelling strangers who missed their bus.
 Faces worned out with no where to go
 brought them home "! 
I wondered what if they with bad intentions, entered.
Had my father not stopped a moment to think of the consequences??
 But because he lives in the moment, 
he just saw forlorn travellers and nothing else. 
Today, I'm thankful to God
 for this imperfect father 
who is beautifully perfect for me. 
If you see me as kind 
it's because my father is kinder, 
it's because of the benchmark he set for compassion which I'm trying to achieve. 
Perhaps i may n'vr reach 
but someday his daughter shall. 
Grateful to God for father's good health and His favour upon him. 
In his imperfections God's mercy continues.

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P A U S E S

P A U S E S,
They'd say it's good.
How far? I'd wonder.

S T O P.
If you need,
Wonder, for how long.

P A U S E 
If you must,
But Tarry the journey.

E N D
It's a name
They'd give.


All remains the same
Life like a game
That's all a name.

The ripples continues,

There's no end.
No stopping.
No pauses.

It's a construe.
We exist to feel the burn
It rest when no breath remains.

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Poet's making

All poets are true, I believe.
They have felt, 
They made their hearts at one with the moment.

They made themselves vulnerable 
Made moments their teachers.
They learnt with their hearts.

Miniscule nano seconds 
They watch it pass
Eyes and heart at one.

Gave life with words
Gave form to rise
Breathing immortality.

A poet's making 
Not grand at sight.

In the world of poetry
Like Phoenix they rise.

Rebirth at each written words
The Poet is always in the making!