25.

Cry, cry, cry out loud,

This pain that knows no name,

Oh fear be not proud.


Though emptiness makes no sound;

And steal the comfort of words,

Cry, cry, cry out loud.


Should restlessness rests like a shroud

Within the tomb of unknowns,

Oh fear be not proud.


When silence reign in an empty crowd;

And choke the voice of peace,

Cry, cry, cry out loud.


Should dread bring its dark cloud

To rain upon rent hearts,

Oh fear be not proud.


And you, my dear, stand unbowed

In the arms of Whom loves you.

Cry, cry, cry out loud.

Oh fear be not proud.

24.

Oh words

they refuse

to fly-

tied and strangled

fluttering wildly

they beat

so desperately

Oh free me!

they plead

If only

Oh words

they refuse

to speak-

chained and silenced

choking furiously

they scream

so loudly

Oh hear me!

they beg

If only

For words

that mean

they won't

be known

they die

when they touch

my lips

Oh words

they refuse

to cry-

bruised and battered

grasping barely

they hold

so proudly

Oh break me!

they plead

If only

Oh words

they refuse

to come-

burdened in sorrow

dragging tomorrow

they flee

so quickly

Oh catch me!

they beg

If only

For words

that flows

they won't

be found

they hide

when they see

my pen

23.

There is a man who states
That life is but a stage
And we are actors of fates
In this desolate age

There is a man who says
That life is a masquerade
And we hide behind masks and plays
In this artificial parade

There is a man who insists
That life is a carnival
And we revel in all that exists
In this gaudy festival

There is a man who mutters
That life is a sanatorium
And we are nothing but nutters
In this crazy pandemonium

There is a man who cries
That life is a tragedy
And we are all lies
In this ironic parody

There is a man who ordains
That life is a prison cell
And we are held in chains
In this neverending hell

There is a man who screams
That life is an illusion
And we are fleeting dreams
In this perfect delusion

There is a man who sings
That life is not our own
And we count our blessings
In this field we have not sown

So what is life of which you live?
Who is right; with whom to agree?
What to choose; which story to weave?
Which life to recount to the powers that be?

22.

"Hello, hello how are you?"

"Hello, I am great thank you."

Hello, hello I just don't see.

Hello, of course I'm hiding me.

"Hello, hello isn't the day fine?"

"Hello, indeed the sun still shine."

Hello, hello I am tired of these.

Hello, I beg you just help me please.

"Hello, hello how was your walk?"

"Hello, it is good so much to talk."

Hello, hello I have done my part.

Hello, I am ashamed I can't even start.

"Hello, hello how was your work?"

"Hello, I was promoted with fine perks."

Hello, hello sounds perfect I need to hide.

Hello, can you hear me; I am dying inside.

"Hello, hello it is nice to meet."

"Hello, it is wonderful for us to speak."

Hello, hello I really have to fly.

Hello, truly none shall hear my cry.

How many "hellos" and how many "goodbyes"

Have we left behind and pass them by?

How many "life's great" and how many "I'm fine"s

Have we overlook and miss the signs?

Where is the love what happened to care?

Is time too short and life too busy to bear?

Where is honesty what happened to Truth?

Is the mask so important what does it prove?

So hear this, my sister; contemplate this, my brother

Wherever whenever you are conversing with another.

P/S: This poem is an inspiration that grabbed hold of me and would not let go till it is penned. I know that it is rather different from all that I have written previously and I hope that this poem will be food for thought for my dear readers. ;p And to help you understand better, the first 6 stanzas are conversations between 2 people; where the first 2 lines in "..." of a stanza are verbal conversations while the next 2 lines in that same stanza without the "..." are actually what the 2 persons are really saying in their heart/mind.

21.

Slam the door

Fasten the chain

Ignore the roar

Of the pounding rain

Turn back the clocks

Wind up the hands

Let not the ticks and tocks

Sound through the lands

Shut one eye

Close two ears

Kiss good bye

To the coming years

Open the chest

Clean the dust

Take no rest

And dive into the past

Forget tomorrow

Erase today

Drown the sorrow

Hold the grief at bay

Choke the tears

Shake the pain

Grapple the fears

From going insane

Then the illusion breaks

Shatter and rust

And the control shakes

Crumble to dust

Curse and rail

Cast the blame

Cry and wail

The misery's the same

Sink into the deep

Fall into the night

Break down and weep

“Can it ever be right?”

So silence the riot

Kneel and pray

Suffer the quiet

Throw Pity away

P/S: This poem is currently still in the works! So stay tuned as more stanzas are added to it. ;) Hope you enjoy the preview!

20.

Into Your courts I enter

Empty but full of praise

At the feet of Your throne I cast

My crown of pride and all cares

Into Your hands I surrender

These chains of burden and sin

In Your loving embrace I weep

Tears of repentance and joy

Upon Your face I gaze

With longing and awed wonder

Onto You my Lord I bless

With humble obedience and love

19.

The sky above sprawls empty and clear

The earth below boils restless with fear

As the people scan the horizon in vain

With diminished hope for the coming rain.

The sun extends her rays and casts her light

Beats the ground mercilessly and bright

She ravages the land once lush and green

In an insatiable hunger never been seen.

The somber wind blows harsh and dry

Bearing the weight of the people’s cry

Over parched seas and tombs of sand

To the far heaven and world’s end.

Wild beasts and mute cattle wordlessly fall

As they reluctantly answer Death’s fatal call

While man tries hard to stall and deceive

An eternal slumber they too will receive.

Be it man or beast there is no distinction

Both are agonizingly driven to extinction

Some resolve to fight desperately for survival

Others choose to surrender in wait for revival.

A widow holds her child to her breast

Praying silently with fervor for the best

For her tiny babe has begun to fade

His face has taken upon a deathly shade.

In a magnificent castle upon a rich bed

On plump pillows a king weakly lays his head

His thirst unquenched as he turn his gaze

Petitioning in humility for the end of this raze.

A priest kneels casting away all arrogance

As his eyes are opened to his own ignorance

Begging for forgiveness in honest repentance

And his shriveled soul be drenched in acceptance.

For how much further will You punish our race

For how long will You withhold mercy and grace

For only a drop of water is all we need

To God these many voices unceasingly plead.

Beyond the horizon dark clouds gather

The people stare in awed wonder together

For the Lord has heard and His grace is here

And the cracked earth is doused with heaven’s tears.

18.

In times of darkness

When all that I have known

When the world and all that is in it

Has abandoned me to my silence

I will remember

The unfailing love of my Lord Jesus

That He has for me.

In times of unyielding stress

When everything that I love and hate

Are against me with swords and spears

Bearing me down with wounds

I will remember

The healing hand of my Lord Jesus

And that my vindication is in Him.

In times of great expectations

When fear freezes my mind

Stills my hands and seals my lips

And when I grappled with anxiety in vain

I will remember

The promises of my Lord Jesus

That He will always be with me.

In times of uncertainty

When many paths are laid before me

And difficult choices are to be made

Where change is ever the more daunting

I will remember

That my Lord has wonderful plans for me

And He will guide me every step of the way to my destiny.

In times of deep reflection

When the purpose of my life is questioned

And I turn to look into the mirror

But find no answer

I will remember

That I am made in the image of God

And I am here because of and for Christ.

In times of trouble

When I can see no escape

And I am trapped within a cage

Assailed from all sides

I will remember

The faithfulness of my Lord Jesus

And in Him nothing is impossible.

In times of great unrest

When my heart is shaken

With endless worries and what ifs

And when all foundations of the earth crumble to dust

I will remember

To be still and know

That He is God.

In times of doubt

When faith slips from my fingers like sand

And the jeers of the Enemy fill my ears

Drowning my cries for help

I will remember

The simple and one Truth that is Christ Jesus

Who is my Rock and my Salvation.

In times of immense loss

When all that I have held precious and dear

Are blown and swept away by the tides of time

And I am left bare as the day I was born

I will remember

The goodness of my Lord Jesus

And that He is the greatest gift

That no one could lay a hand upon

For nothing could tear me away from His grasp

Nor separate me from His love

And I will bless the Lord

All the days of my life through all circumstance.

17.

The frost creeps in at night

Covering the ground in ice

Glistening in the harsh moonlight

Muted and suspended in time.

A carriage upon which I am

Plods through the bleak land

Black stark against the white

Me and my silent entourage.

Barren trees lined the path

Fallen leaves guided the way

Crushed beneath heavy soles

And carriage wheels as we go.

Silence is the music of this night

But crows joined in with dissonant notes

Strained are the voices entrapped

Within the solemn faces of my men.

The crying wind ushers us to the place

Where even angels fear to tread

The broken tower tolls its bell

Breaking the noiseless enchanted spell.

Within the frozen ground I lay my head

A sea of tears blanket my legs

And I sink into the unfathomable darkness

As the unforgiving watcher danced upon my grave.

Deeper I slip into gaping darkness

My slumber turns into formless dreams

So deep is the aching chill of this casket

My bones rot and my heart freeze over and over.

In the deep set enveloping darkness

Wrapped inside this never ending dream

A tiny pin-prick of light

Shines from deep within.

A quiet Voice whispers

In the deafening stillness

Echoing through the hollow chamber

Beckons and calls to me.

Though the light is small

Barely a dancing flame upon a candle’s wick

Yet in this encompassing darkness and cold

It burns a raging blaze.

The Voice that calls

Is ever so gentle and warm

Thaws and sears this frozen heart

And brings spring within the storm.

The darkness melts in tendrils away

Shedding and pealing like sludge

Layer by layer it falls aground

As I am reborn once again.

Just like a little butterfly

Breaking from its trappings

Fleeing the icy wintry land

Dissolving into the coming spring.

In this land where death hangs like a cloying mist

Reflects in my eyes a field for hope

As the light shines and burns on in my heart

The accusing reaper rails and roils in helpless fury.

For disillusioned and lost I am no longer

Freed I am from the prison of dreams and death

In light of Truth my eyes are opened

To the Holy One that calls me by name.

16.

Where are You my Lord

In this daily world of mine?

Mired and buried deep in endless routine

I lose sight of what is before me.

Oh my Lord, hear my call

As I seek to know You in secret places

Refresh me and reveal to me a new part of You

Each day in my life.

Oh my Lord, help me I pray

To see the wonder and the beauty of You

To know my Lord that I am never apart from You

In every moment of my breath.

Oh my Lord, open my eyes

To see the world through Your eyes

To find You in every place

In all that is around me.

Oh my Lord, help me remember consciously

The blessings You have so lavishly poured onto me

And for Your loving presence and mighty hand

In my everyday life.

As so oh Lord that I do not forget

To acknowledge Your authority over me

To praise You in all occasions

And Your name be always on my lips in thanksgiving.

Oh my Lord, forgive me

For taking for granted

All the things that seems to come so naturally

The simple things that are ever constant in life.

For not realising oh Lord

That with just one word

Everything in this world that I am familiar with

Will be swept away in an instant.

Like dust in the wind.

For my Lord, You created the heaven and the earth

You dictate the passage of the sun and the moon

All that was, is and will be is within the palm of Your hands

You are the Author of Life, the Beginning and the End.

Oh Lord, may You be glorified

In all of my days

May Your truth shine forth

Illuminating the Way.

Amen

15.

Have you ever wondered

How long will this endless road run?

Have you ever think about

The end that is to come?

Do you live your life in this world

As if it will go on forever

Or do you count your days

Living for this very moment?

I am unafraid of death

For I know I am going home

Into the arms of my everlasting Father

Where He will welcome me into His fold.

But I had a dream one day

A curious one indeed

I was dead in an instant

And at the gates of Heaven I reached.

Outside the gilded gates of eternity

Two separate lines of souls were formed

One was short while the other long

As I was ushered to the former, I wonder.

I saw many familiar faces in the other line

Dear friends I have spent my life with

And strangers I have always seen around town

Of whom I have never dared talked to about Jesus, my saviour and crown.

Then truth hits me with clarity

At the horror of what I have not done

These people will never enter Heaven

For they do not know the Son.

My heart wails in anguish as I cried heavy tears

For the people I will never meet again

In the beautiful Garden of Eden

Because of my own wretched fear.

If only I had seized that moment

The divine appointment on that very day

And walked forth in faith and boldness

With Jesus at my wake.

Oh how I am ashamed

How can I ever face You again?

For I have not done in faith

The precious task You have commissioned

Oh for what use is this Light

If I were to hide it away

Sequestered under cover

Hidden away from the lost?

Oh for what purpose if I am given spiritual food

To feed the hungry and the starving

But instead left it up upon the secret shelf

To collect dust and grow mold?

Oh for what reason if I am bestowed

With a thousand gifts and talents

If I have never used them to their fullest

For the salvation and comfort of others?

Oh woe, oh what grief!

These many wasted years

Always leaving it for a tomorrow

That never appeared.

So my Lord, please forgive me I pray

For not carrying Your message

And conveying Your love

To this desperate generation.

Oh my Lord, please grant me

The faith, love, courage and strength

To do Your bidding and Your will

On the very day, forever and ever.

As so that when I leave this world

I will know that I have done my very best

And that I can now rest

In peace without any regrets.