Dear Diary

My gossip sheet
Hope you're not asleep
It's been a while since I fed you ink
I thought I've outgrown you.

For my hands are now on sleeve
I would write in fancy hand
Feed you with all scene
Even beyond the courtyard.

That beach girl is such a jinx
There is nothing she could fix
But feast on steaks
And watch for alerts.

Last night I saw hope
She's now a child of the night
A glowing figure eight
She pinched down to toe.

Dear diary,
On my way to school
I saw a fleet of foot
They showed early foot
Planed to tour the city on foot.

Dear diary,
my eyes really had been fed
this all I can't tell in words
but to ink it all to the one who could tell,
and that's you my diary.

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Child of The Night

Lean small creatures,
out and roaming the streets of Vegas,
tiny legs on slip-on heels
clacking against the ground,
causing the misters to go on heat.

Dolls on a wealth of peroxided hair,
caked in thick make-up
with bright red lips,
tightly pursed in determination.

Wearing rings studded with diamonds
and precious stones on both hands,
brooches and gold chain nested in rolls
on her costly white lace bolero
and all in black, a gaudy finery.

At the latter portion,
leaning on a pole near the doorway,
veteran actors on stage
striving for an eye-catching look,
under a street lamp hardly giving light
soliciting a classy clientele.

A couple of silver bullets,
free coupons and tickets,
some loose change here and there,
for the tarts at Vegas.

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What Is Love? (Canto 1)

If there was no plan to restore us to the Father
If the Father never cried, who shall go for us!!!
If the son never said, here I am, send me
If God never gave his only son.

What is love?
If Jesus never had the passion
If the son of man never suffered many things
The baptism of suffering
If He was never mocked, despised and rejected.

What is love?
If death that scared men
Was never attractive to Jesus
Hence, His coming into this world of iniquity
He suffered suffered and died in the hands of sinners.


What is love?
If Christ never died in flesh
Atoning death in place of the undeserving man
Three days and three nights in heart of the earth
Man's cost of redemption.

What is love?
If the serpent was never lifted up
If the son of man was never risen
Just as He was raised on the cross
Our hope of eternal life of bliss with Christ.

What is love?
If you still can't give thanks
If you can't hold on to him unwaveringly

What is love?
Don't say it, just do it!

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My Thanks

From altitude I bring gratitude,

Immersed in open air,

Layed in an array of written text,

With a solid typeface.

Thanks,

To the air I breathe,

Filled with the, redolence of apple orchard,

Got my lungs filled with you.

Thanks,

To the days I've lived,

For bringing out the best in me,

Trailing through all clogs,

Here am I, standing tall and strapping.

Thanks,

To my kith and kins

Who treats guests like family,

The custodian of faith and trust,

Blessed are the Nazarite.

Special Thanks,

To God the Father I serve,

The one who was, is, and is to come,

Whose words are not for fun.

Special thanks,

To Christ the son,

The branch of Joshua,

The "Immanuel" the virgin's son,

The priest after the order of Melchizedek,

The rod out the stem of Jesse,

The saviour of men-- the testimony of God.

Special Thanks,

To the Holy Spirit,

The third person of the adorable Trinity,

He reproves, helps, glorifies, intercedes,

Executor of offices peculiar only to a person,

The sanctifier of souls.

My thanks I pray,

Shall never end here,

Daily, till I grow grey hairs,

Even my heir's would take it up from here.

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Lonely Flight

Droplets of the ageing scenes
Condensed from an aura of mystery
Heavy enough to fall under gravity
An hefty portion to be carried in my bosom.

I miss your early morning pitch
Served with chilled smile
Those tales that makes the night
Now left for me to rhyme.

My trusty sidekick
Who made my days a comic relief
Your advice only I had to believe
But you leaving me I never believed.

She left through the back door
Fading away as she wave hands
While I rest my chin on the shutter
A locale that can never be altered.

It was a flight we boarded together
Seemed smooth from the altar
How come you left without a letter
Making my soul to wonder.

Peeping through the panes
On this lonely flight to epoch
Watching as the clock ticks
Wishing our flesh could be stitched.

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Under Bridge

Underbridge I learnt 
the only person you can trust is yourself 
With handwritten reminders on the wall for myself 
My hand-drawn maps on the concrete above me 
I don't mind doing nothing. 

Underbridge I layed bricks of ideas 
Mixed mortal of hope 
Building tomorrow to the climax 
Not minding what the days may ask. 

In battle with the set-back 
glimmers of hope are easily shattered 
hitches abound when you're homeless 
the fight against decades of the bad 
will never be an easy win 
Howbeit must be won. 

Drifted through odd jobs 
some people even commit crimes 
just so they can get a roof for winter 
A winter vacation to the big house. 

I am responsible for myself 
and happiness comes from within 
All these memory are now in my pouch.

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My Little Pet

My little pet 
the heartbeat at my feet, 
the white-headed pooch. 

The memory of your love for the couch, 
and those hard dry crackers, 
still flows in me. 

Cued into your emotions, 
always there ready to lend a paw, 
share a hug, 
rest a chin on my leg, 
awakens a part of my soul. 

Ask no question, 
pas.ses no criticisms, 
speaks with it eyes, 
my on sight pleasure.

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Little Stars

Fresh young lamps on a kiddie rides, 
adorable moppets for ad, 
Points of light in the night sky, 
Waxing fortune and fame, 
In a twinkling, the lad is now a grown up.

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Scarred

My pals played a game of cards 
Got me lost in the map 
Left me a game leg 
Fell a leaf from my stem 
In a manner that left a mark. 

Believed I would remain scarry 
It was an hairy adventure 
Paving way for a better future 
Making me a life savvy. 

It's not what I have to worry 
For it's going to be my story 
Making it a part of history 
That I was placed in a matrix 
Got my skin labeled with cicatrix 
Scarred, yet living to victory.

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If Tomorrow Comes

Today, 
the day the Lord has made, 
looking at clock, it ticks eight, 
in a matter of time, would begin to fade 
not minding your stakes. 

Joggle all day 
wishing for a slice of luck. 
not minding what might knock. 

If tomorrow comes, 
then I would be a day older 
let it be a day brighter 
for it's a day to be conquered. 

If tomorrow comes, 
let it carve out sheer pleasure, 
leaping higher than other days, 
and I would keep my spirit high, 
but not on wine. 

If tomorrow comes, 
that, I pray it comes, 
Filled with fun, 
Life taking its turns.

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Awake

Awake sleeping soldiers 
For help, go and rescue 
The seeds are getting bad. 

Our forest are growing bald 
We are lacking our usual covering 
Do you know what we have lost? 

Our harvest have been trussed 
No more content for defense 
And our leaders are on the fence. 

The beast is back while we slumber 
Can't you hear it quick slurp of red liquid 
Awake sleeping soldiers, awake.

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I'M IN LOVE

Sitting, sitting, I dream off 
Speaking, speaking, with lips shut 
Is this only  love, I have no idea 
Why I'm head over you? I have no idea 
Why I'm doing this? I can't tell. 

In love with a saint i cannot see 
Voice of whom i can hear 
A tranquil lost in reverie 
Nights of motion-picture images 
Aurora of electronic signals in and out. 

Please honour this memory for the cubs 
Of layer and strata of peace thought 
Believe in the power of love 
Stay loyal to your loves 
I'm right here to be loved. 

Now the logic gate is on spot 
Actually got my shot 
After so many spoils on spots 
I'm head over heels for you. 

Happily ever after 
in our culumbonimbis castle 
Life near the Pacific 
In an atmosphere built for us to be specific. 

I'm in love

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