Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Perspective Poem

This is the Truth

Lost Generation

When God paints....

PRAYER of PEACE.... GOD loves YOU and so do WE

Prayer




Heavenly Father, Almighty God,
I humble myself before your Presence. 
What a joy it is to come to you.
I thank you and I praise your infinite Majesty, 

Omnipotence and Perfections. 
Please forgive me of all my sins. 
Lord I come to you in my nothingness. 
I want to worship you and adore you, 

To love you with all my heart, 
With all my mind, 
With all my soul 
And with all my strength. 

I want to burn with desire for you like an angel.
I need you my Lord, 
I am nothing without you. 
I ask you to raise me before your Glory.

Shine your light upon me, 
Allow me to walk with you 
And always do your Holy Will.
Protect me and bless me O Merciful Lord

Fill me with your Holy Spirit, 
Grant me peace, love and joy. 
Heal me, bless me and sanctify me O Lord; 
Make me a blessing for all those around me. 

Amen.



Every single evening 
As I'm lying here in bed,
 
This tiny little Prayer
 
Keeps running through my head:
 

God  bless all my family 
 
Wherever they may be,
 
Keep them warm
 
And safe from harm
 
For they're so close to me..
 

And  God, there is one more thing 
 
I wish that you could do;
 
Hope you don't mind me asking,
 
Please bless my computer too.
 

Now I know that it's unusual 
 
To Bless a motherboard,
 
But listen just a second
 
While I explain it to you, Lord
. 

You see, that little metal box 
 
Holds more than odds and ends;
 
Inside those small compartments
 
Rest so many of my friends.
 

I know so much about them 
 
By  the kindness that they give,
 
And this little scrap of metal
 
Takes me in to where they live.
 

By faith is how I know them 
 
Much the same as you.
 
We share in what life brings us
 
And from that our friendships grew..
 

Please take an extra minute 
 
From your duties up above,
 
To bless those in my address book
 
That's filled with so much love.
 

Wherever else this prayer may reach 
 
To each and every friend,
 
Bless each e-mail inbox
 
And each person who hits 'send'.
 

When you update your Heavenly list 
 
On your own Great CD-ROM,
 
Bless everyone who says this prayer
 

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Poetry

The Other Half...


I stand on one foot; the pain is driving me crazy,
With my hands clasps together begging for mercy.
I looked up at him with fear in my eyes,
For only the secret walls can hear my cries.
The man above me slapped me with full rage,
I wanted to run, but I was trapped in this cage.

I was puzzled and needed an explanation,
But little did I know it was I to give a full clarification.
He said, “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself to do this to me?”
And I replied, “what did I do to deserve this treatment so badly?’
Before a second could pass, I got a hard kick in my chest,
I was out of breath for it was close to my left breast.

I know I am dying very slowly,
And what’s responsible is my confused thoughts and misery.
I just couldn’t think for he banged my head against the wall,
My head was aching and I started to scream and bawl.
And then he said, “You cheated on me and then claim to be my wife?”
“You hurt me too much so I had to take your life”.

I was in a state of shock in my last stage,
All this was a huge misinterpretation in a puzzled maze.
I am not who he thought I was and he would never find out,
Confusing as it sounds, everything is not what it seems, there is always a doubt.
I took my last breath, knowing he did and evil, unforgettable sin,
For the lady he thought I was, was my other half, my sister, my twin!
My Sis & I




One Out Of Ten L


I feel the tension in my nerves,
While sitting here uneasy, yes i am one of those,
My heart beats wildly against my chest.
For i am ashamed of myself for not being the best.

My silence is getting the better of me,
I feel like bursting out into tears for my dishonesty.
With so much materials for me to use,
How do i start, which one to choose.


I feel like time is playing with my head,
A second feels like a minute and i feel like i am in hell.
I watched it in front of me and i turned blank,
As of now i got weak, my heart immediately sank.

I give up! my enemy glimpsed me and grin,
How could i prove myself right when my chances are slim.
Well my time is up, my life is gone,
Well so i thought but that was very wrong.

So what, it's not like if i died,
I under-estimated it but at least i tried.
Ok no, i didn't try but is not like if the world is gonna end,
It's just another math exam i failed; it's like getting one out of ten!









The Letter To Mom

Mom,
You told me not to go,
But I insist so I wore that short dress with the pretty little bow.
You told me to change my outfit,
But I kept stern for I always loved velvet.

When my ride was here, you begged me once more,
To stay back, but I know I was going, I was serious and sure.
You watched me got a lift with my friend Brunt,
You said sit behind but I hesitate and rushed to the front.

When we reached there I felt so happy and relieved,
The atmosphere was vibrant, so many people I couldn’t believe.
Mom you told me when I reached there to behave,
But how could I resist the party atmosphere surrounding sea waves.

You knew alcohol was my best friend then,
So you warned me to limit myself, 3 is fine not 7, 8, 9 or ten.
But it was my friend’s birthday and I felt so bad,
So I drank, and while having fun you called, realized and became mad.

I was feeling so free-spirited and it was time to go,
I wanted to stay back but if I asked I knew you would have said no.
So there we was coming back home in the same ride,
But something was wrong; I didn’t realize that all of us were high.
The car was going so fast and my head was spinning,
Little did I know the brakes had failed causing a brutal crashing.

Our car had hit another and I flew on the ground,
My breath was falling short; I was seeing blood all around.
And now am here writing to you to forgive me, my eyes heavy as I sob,
Mom I am sealing it with a special kiss and signing it with your child’s name,
Susana, yours truly from heaven above.






Victim

As the man entered the room, 
She raced to a corner, like a flower that lost its bloom.
She seemed dead sure that something was wrong,
 
Who should she tell, whom should she warn.
For its not only him she had a problem with,
 
Any man she saw she was scared out of her wits.

She scratched her head and picked her nose,
 
Everyday it’s the same with her tattered old clothes.
Her eyes are blood shot red,
 
“Leave me alone” was all she said.
With perspiration dripping from her face,
 
It’s so uncontrollable; it’s like a thick water race.

The man drew closer to her with ease,
 
No smile on his face for he wasn’t pleased.
He thought by now she would have changed her ways,
 
The one she gave him ever since she’s here.
It’s a tear-filled mysterious frightened stare,
 

No one will understand her feelings,
 
It’s deep and for the past years she has been yearning.
For someone who can help her get justice from this mess,
 
Not just the doctor in front her but anyone who have experienced her distress.

She knew she was never like this before;
 
These four walls have driven her insanely secure.
Here, she’s just a sexually assaulted woman just like the other,
 
The whole thing is just sick; she’s a victim from her own blood, her love, her father.



Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Happy New Year 2011

A Toast To All My Friends :)



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