Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Tuesday, October 2, 2018

ANGRY SUN



Some times the mind
Can not figure out what is right
The world seem to be a nuisance
Everyone is running out of time

Life is abrupt, things are out of hand
The world stood dumbfounded
Raindrops could not clear the witty sky
No one wants to take the thrash out

Man has no more potency
For hope is derailed
Without putting on a light
No one can measure the depth of the night

When walking under a angry sun
You have to shade the eyes to see afar
To have a better world

The heart of man ought to be sacrificed

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Thursday, September 27, 2018

Open Hand


In the morning-I will stretch out
hands to receive blessing from
you,
in the mid-day-
I will come to you with open
hand for ship load of goodness,
at the night-
I will bow down before you to
say "THANKS" for your unfailing
love and kindness.

With appreciative mind-
I will come to your temple-
with sacrifice;
with heart full of joy-
I will bless you among
people of same mind,
with happiness-I will roll
out drums and tambourine
to sing your praise.

With cymbals and harp,
I will worship in your
courtyard, and with horn
I will herald your glory and
greatness among gods.

My faith in you will never
diminish,
and the trust-I have in you
will never wane;
when-I wake up-each day
see your handiwork,
the planetary heaven, oceans
rivers, mountains, cliffs, animals,
domestic and wild;
I'm assured-you live-
forever.

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