Category: Poetry

A FLAME… HOPE

To: Florence… You made her smile Softened her tender heart, Each tale she told Was that of you. Now her heart burns A teary mixture, Of love and pain. For she woke up And alas she sought To hear your voice, But it was not to be heard Throughout her lifetime. For today was your last She yearns for light;…

Embracing New Beginnings

Beyond the eyes can see is the love he has for you and me he covers us with his blood and in it, he saved it with love Flowers we are, we bloom and some fade, many of which get thrown away, weak rooted we are, if we are not rooted in him But alive are we, because we live…

CAN WE GO BACK TO THE TIME: Lessons from a child

Can we go back to the time? When our hearts knew no guile When we had no ill will or grudge; How sweet were our hearts then Can we go back to the time? When we had no worries For we knew our needs would be met Hence our trust didn’t shake Can we go back to the time? When…

EVERYDAY…

Everyday, God gives us a reason To come back to Him; For we’re in need of a Saviour Hence call on Him day and night, Everyday we are given a chance To put a smile on someone’s face; For though many put on happy faces, Deep within, they are filled with sadness. Everyday we ought to make right All that…

LEGACY

When our book is opened, we begin to write Doesn’t matter whether we’re wrong or right Its inescapable, whether we’re young or old We all got stories about us that’ll be told So I guess the first thing is to make our writing legible So our life’s writ won’t be considered ineligible Every now and then, we turn over a…

THE PILGRIM (PART THREE)

So I knocked on her pearly gate For the King and I had a date Some call it luck; I call it fate That with the King I drank and ate I’d readied myself to meet Him Or so I thought, till I met Him He was filled with light none could dim He lit up smiles for none was…

THE PILGRIM (PART TWO)

So I set out amidst the gale And staggered as thus I drank ale, And the rains came down with strong hail Thus my countenance became pale. I had nearly lost my Guidebook For the sun hid; her rays it took; Therefore I strained my eyes to look As I searched for it every nook, Along the path, I saw…

Peace

Amongst the stress of this world, there I find you, beneath the rustles of my worries, there I will lie in you nothing more can be compared to your peace, within it all, beneath all the grease, the clumps and static this world brings, forgetting where true peace lies, anxiety-filled to the brink slowly stepping away and realising where peace…

THE PILGRIM (PART ONE)…

I’ve heard the tale of Yonder Land Where air is hale and gold, the sand; ‘Tis said the way to Yonder Land, Be full of dread that minds go bland, For even the brave have lost heart And their courage, torn apart; But ’tis also said of a part Of men who though, they having warts, Reached the Land and…

GROWING UP

Growing up was fun When all we did was rhyme Play, play, and sing songs Not minding time pass by While we watched our planes Fly high high up the sky Or our kites being flown Kissing the sun in sight The ground our canvas Where beauty was expressed Our pretty drawings Imprinted from great minds With nature’s stencil And…