Godlier
Godliness may touch the inner ways,
Goblins do not destroy each other because of this,
Oysters that open are also from God,
Openers of these are mere mortals, merely human,
Who eat from their slavery to God,
And the souls of the dead are counted by the angels above,
Just so that heaven is imbibed from above,
Living like a couch, liking each other.
So godly is this person who lives in paradise
That his joiner commits a decency to enjoy him,
Like a good ghost, as a man opposed to the devil.
He is similarly like the joiner of bonds and lived he.
He has no sin, so be him, and connect him to the one above.
Godliness has met us in the right way,
And I have enjoyed it as much as the blood of the strange.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Mystery of Godliness
Friend, the mystery of godliness, becomes a part of your witness.
For when you come to Jesus Christ, you begin to walk a holy life.
A walk devoted to Christ our Lord, and one that will not be ignored.
For not only is God watching you, but men see all you say and do.
This godliness comes from within, from Jesus, as you walk in Him.
Christ’s Spirit, sent by Him, takes up residence, and resides within.
And The Spirit living within, renders dead, your previous life of sin.
Now your new life and its desire, is not from earth but much higher.
The Mystery of Godliness is great; and it’s His return that we await.
There’s no question about this life, the godliness is found in Christ.
He appeared in a body on the earth, this through a miraculous birth,
Was vindicated by The Spirit of God, and coming back with His rod.
He was seen by angels and men, in a world that stood condemned.
He preached among every nation, the glorious Gospel of Salvation.
Men in the world believed in Him, and He was taken to Glory again.
Christ left us with a world to reach, and a message for us to preach.
Christ is our example of a holy life, and the Godly image of sacrifice.
The mystery was revealed in Him, on the cross as He forgave our sin.
And today the mystery of godliness, lights the way for us to witness.
Any godliness that men may see, is because of Christ, not you or me.
God Of Clay
Evangelist! Evangelist!
Bless this creation.
Hero! Hero!
Lead us to salvation.
Godliness! Godliness!
Structured in our image.
Annihilate! Annihilate!
The infidelic visions.
Pitiful, you cannot see.
The gutless error of your ways.
As you blindly build upon.
The horrifying God of clay.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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Cleanliness and Happiness
Cleanliness! Cleanliness! Cleanliness!
Cleanliness ever gives you happiness! happiness! happiness!
For cleanliness is next to Godliness! Godliness! Godliness!
Keep your surroundings very clean,
Dust and tidy, wash and preen,
Spic and span-it must seem,
In an environment that does gleam.
Physical cleanliness is a must,
Brush your teeth and attend to bathing;
Clean your hair and wear clothes clean;
Be fresh and to be clean, be keen.
Flush all evil thoughts from your mind
And gush it with love and ever be kind;
Honesty and sincerity; goodness and cheerfulness
Implanted, will make one bounce with happiness.
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Angels and Demons
angels and demons are special adversaries
of God perfect creation; they are the stairway
and ladder of man’s salvation
in every deep prayer angels and demons
becomes the agent of change of every faith,
making them the wind that blows our mutual
Communication with God
understanding the nature would mean, a
beginning to know that eternity is something
a special place or a state of life, which the
teaching of the church called it heaven
angels and demons is the pathways where,
souls has come to see the light, beyond the
darkness memory of our destiny
angels and demons birth the salvation of what
the promise of Adam and Eve in the garden
of paradise; the same nature coupled with equal
immunity with different disguise and personality
tempting the weaknesses of man
the revelation of God's altenative, created to thy
glory of God, to test human loyalty and obedient
of thy holy name in the kingdom to come
grant thy existence of angels and demons, as part
of the master plan of salvation, for thy majesty
comes in a shinning armor to judge the living and
the dead, for each one will be judge according to
thy action
let then the intersession of angels to cast out the
demons living in our midst and may the kingdom
of the Lord God lives in our souls
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Effort To Live For God
As one would run for exercise, there is a race in order to be wise,
Not wisdom unto worldly ways, but, Godly Wisdom to His praise.
Effort on our part, we must expend, for Godliness to be our end,
As we set forth into this race, through The Spirit, by God’s Grace.
When we do run this race for Him, we run for God, in order to win,
Running the race with all our heart; longing to win right at the start.
And in The Lord we must submit, if we’re to become spiritually fit,
This as we resist the devil and flee, to pursue The God of Eternity.
We must also put off the old man, to live new life, per God’s Plan,
Replacing our old habits of sin, with Godly behavior found in Him,
As we wrestle in the Ways of God, we’ll be lead by Staff and Rod,
While learning to live a Godly life, to be a witness for Jesus Christ.
As we fix our minds and eyes, upon Christ and the Heavenly prize,
Bring to Him every captive thought, Godly thinking will be wrought.
Running this race, you rest in God, while still upon this earthly sod,
Practicing all the things we heard, as we read and live God’s Word.
We depend on our Savior above, while God guides us in His Love,
Devoted to our Lord every day, as we walk along life’s narrow way,
And humble obedience is our call, to live for Christ, who is over all,
Worshiping daily, we truly praise, Christ, who helps us all our days.
(Copyright ©05/2009)
Heaven Shall Crawl
Heaven shall crawl forward and backward
On this line and bridge of dread.
Hell brought danger to the men who forsook their soul,
Gently the devil has spoken of an independent activity.
Inside we see him in the lurking way, one of resentment
And this I mind and utter for forms of happiness.
They, the satanic people, shed blood for the heaven and hell,
Yet devils will speak differently from demons,
One spoke of godliness and the other not.
We do not believe in this, we did refuse them.
I think the heavenly feeling captured my heart
To bring your heart also.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Weeping angels
Down from heaven
to show the way to paradise
for the newly dead
the angels weep
So young
so innocent
so senseless
the angels weep
Eyes down
wings at there sides
words not exchanged
the angels weep
32 new angels
no need to earn there wings
like jesus they died for other peoples sins
in heaven they will weep
In heaven they will be called apon
to one day escort the new to paradise
and they will
With eyes down
wings at there sides
and tears in there eyes
weeping forever
God bless all who lost there lives today
and there familys
America loves you
and your scarfice will not be forgotten
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I'm not so much of a joiner.
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Devil's Call
the greatest spy of life is the inner passion
of desire that lives within every one's heart,
the captives that sacrifice the chance to escape
from the bondage of slavery of freedom
between good and bad of life
many times the vulture consume my body and
break every inch of my bones though I know
this worthless taste is nothing to believe than a
reality to come in my day of reckoning
time is just a theft of fashionable wanting of
what is today to touch, leaving all behind the
value of what meant to be happy at this very
moment, a matter of doing of which is not the
will of the heart
a deliverance of own death to the hands which
the soul wish not to deny the existence of
immortality of eternal life, all are just a spy of the
heaven above to where the distance is near to
come
whisper as you call, for the devil's voice lives
in every wish your heart enjoy, be dumped, for
the tongue sweeten the lies of the Devil sweat,
and brings the soul to believe the power of
joy in every suicidal heart that waits its answer
of what is dying of mercy in your life
always be steadfastly awake for the Devil's call
lives just a little a part from each wanting heart
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Only Human
Its only human to despise the weak
Its only human to despise yourself when youre weak
I dont know why
But thats the way that its always been
And I play by the rules I dont understand at all
Its only human to be lazy and vain
Its only human to expect a world thats just as vain
I dont know why
I want to believe that its not that way
But Im johnny come lately, its not my place to say
Theres no escape, tell me why do they try so hard?
And I pretend that Im invincible, that I can go it all alone
But Im only human, trying to get by
And praying to heaven I might find out why am I human
Mere flesh and blood
Afraid to go on without someone to hold me up
Its just a human thing to fear the unknown
But isnt it a tragic thing to live and die alone
Oh lord look at the world,
Have you ever seen so much misery?
Like a ghost ship of fools, lost and floating out to sea
And they climb and they fall
Yet they struggle on the same fault
But theyre only human, trying to get by
And praying to heaven they might find out
Why are we human
Mere flesh and blood
Were afraid to go on without someone to hold us up
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Sonnet: Happy Birth-Anniversary, Dear Mom!
This day, we know, you had your birth on earth
-A lovely, lucky day for all of us;
Your living memories give us intense mirth;
You turned our world of woes into mere bliss!
You strived to make the world a better place;
You made our lives worth living by your toil;
You labored hard, yet kept a pleasant face;
You feared your Lord and burnt the midnight oil!
You brought much cheer in people's lives around;
You changed our dreams into one joyous scene!
Your righteous ways saw all of us dumbfound;
Oh, what a charming person, you had been!
Each stage of life, you had performed so well;
The angels in heaven will surely tell!
Most lovingly dedicated to our dear beloved mother,
(Late) Mrs. Stella Antoniswami on her birth anniversary today
By her living, longing and ever-loving children!
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Sleeping with the angels
sleeps keep the immortal soul at peace with
the eternity calls, the tranquility of our warm
heart recalls
as angels watch our deep snoring, every
breath wakes our imagination of what we want
in the most astonishing super hero of our dreams
the sole witness of our moving spirit to venture
beyond our human faculty, of being more than
we come to guide our steps for only
by following our strings of aspiration our mortal
body reaches beyond human satisfaction
lives not the fears of every immortal of tears, for
the night comes like lightning of the sky, swifting
thunders of the angels fury where echo of souls
cried for mercy, of the slaying angels of darkness
let every sleeps be a moment of unifying souls of
beauty, lying with angels memory, where each
stay is with in heaven's nest of rest, for every day
is a good sleep with an angel’s best
as you sleep, always make yourself happy, for in
every snoring, lying the angel’s touch of cooled
sleep, leaving you its angelic breath ready
to wake and see angels sleep
then you come to know that it’s the angels who sleep
with you...until Today
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devil In Heaven
The devil is weak,
The devil is ill,
The devil is dying.
The clergy comes around,
The clergy offers prayers,
The clergy offers him the keys to heaven.
The devil collects the key,
The devil dies and soon is at the gate of heaven,
The devil unlocks the gate and now he’s in heaven.
The angels on guard knew him as a devil, but
The angels on guard made no attempt to stop him,
The angels on guard even said 'welcome'.
The devil is in heaven, ‘coz
The clergy gave him the key,
The clergy asked us to let him,
The clergy asked God to let him,
The key made the guards to let him,
Now the devil is in heaven,
And there’s nothing even the Devil can do about it.
poem by David Oluwatobi Akinola
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Devil And The Damned
I hear
The angels and the wizards
Fighting the devil
and the damned
They speak in whispers
So as not to scare
The human kind
I asked them once
Why could I hear
The things
That they did say
Am I dead
Or am I alive
They said
Your not dead
Your alive
It's in your head
The visions of our lives
It's just
Your past lives
Watching over you
Making sure
The devil
And the damned
Never hurt you
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Sonnet: No Sin of Man is Beyond God’s Forgiveness
Man lives in sin, the moment he gets born,
And falls a prey to temptations so oft;
Unless his sufferings come and sound their horn,
To God’s haven, he will not turn his craft.
Sometimes, he lives so much in sin for long;
He drives in inebriated a way,
And listens to the devil’s tempting song,
For which his life and soul, he has to pay.
The Blood of Christ can purify all souls,
Forgiving any sin that man commits;
The only thing God wants man- reset goals,
Atone and pray and check his bad habits.
No soul’s beyond the Savior’s redemption;
The Blood of Christ was shed for this function.
6-10-2001
poem by John Celes
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In Truth Alone
Truth alone shall set you apart, from others who choose to depart,
From inspired Truth in God’s Word, to follow men who have erred,
By adding to or taking away, what God’s Inspired Words truly say,
Without His precept upon precept, their teachings are simply inept.
Man’s tradition and ways override, the Truth of God that is denied,
Even though the Bible they read, are the very Truths God decreed,
Men add their own religious twist, to create truth that doesn’t exist,
Ignoring much, of what God said, they substitute Hope with dread.
Many drift away from Godly fear, ignoring Scriptures that are clear,
With an appearance of godliness, they deny God’s Righteousness,
Living much like the Nation Israel, their religion opposes God’s Will,
Leaving His Righteous Law behind, to follow those, spiritually blind.
With God, who’s unchanging friend, what will be their religious end?
Since the Lord is not mocked at all, just like Israel, they too will fall,
For God is Righteous and He must, oppose all men who live unjust,
Especially those who do proclaim, their unjust ways in God’s Name.
So while the many souls fall away, following men on a broader way,
Not only will they stand against us, who in Christ alone put our trust,
But, shall also come to that place, well beyond God’s saving Grace,
And find themselves upon the path, to see not life, but God’s Wrath.
(Copyright ©06/2010)
Pastime Paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been wasting most their time
Glorifying days long gone behind
Theyve been wasting most their days
In remembrance of ignorance oldest praise
Tell me who of them will come to be
How many of them are you and me
Dissipation
Race relations
Consolation
Segregation
Dispensation
Isolation
Exploitation
Mutilation
Mutations
Miscreation
Confirmation...to the evils of the world
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been looking in their minds
For the day that sorrows gone from time
They keep telling of the day
When the savior of love will come to stay
Tell me who of them will come to be
How many of them are you and me
Proclamation
Of race relations
Consolation
Integretion
Verification
Of revelations
Acclamation
World salvation
Vibrations
Stimulation
Confirmation...to the peace of the world
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Theyve been spending most their lives
Living in a future paradise
Weve been spending too much of our lives
Living in a pastime paradise
Lets start living our lives
Living for the future paradise
Praise to our lives
Living for the future paradise
Shame to anyones lives
Living in the pastime paradise
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Epitaph
I lived in those times. For a thousand years
I have been dead. Not fallen, but hunted;
When all human decency was imprisoned,
I was free amongst the masked slaves.
I lived in those times, yet I was free.
I watched the river, the earth, the sky,
Turning around me, keeping their balance,
The seasons provided their birds and their honey.
You who live, what have you made of your luck?
Do you regret the time when I struggled?
Have you cultivated for the common harvest?
Have you enriched the town I lived in?
Living men, think nothing of me. I am dead.
Nothing survives of my spirit or my body.
poem by Robert Desnos
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I Spoke to Soldiers
I spoke to too many soldiers,
You’d never know the exact record;
We still had lunch and then the enemy,
Forced into slavery of the army,
Been war-prison, been godliness of speech,
Never been superior officer or general.
My reward was in the favour of heaven,
And the language I possessed connived the house to live in.
To be a civilian was wrongful then good,
As deities shall mind afterwards,
Gods bespoke their dread, and dealt with cards
To be defeated by my hands and feet.
I see the comrade of zeal in a jail
And wanted him out, just out.
We face squalor in the system of a world in war,
Never do soldiers become heroes when in action.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Ecstasy By The Evil
When the devil inside me rises
And makes me do all the evil
One brutal act leads to another
As the addiction dominates the will
The delight that I get
Out of that wickedness
I enjoy breaching the trust
Out of that sheer crookedness
I tend to worship the Satan
And the mortals I tend to kill
When damn goes the humanity
That’s the ecstasy by the evil
I dig my canines
Into the flesh of the innocent
The trickling blood from the jaws and claws
Gets damn on the complaisant
The taste of that red hot blood
Satiates my intense desires
And the sinking pulse of those mortals
Leading only to the pyres
It’s not my fault, it’s their fate
I only carry the orders of the devil
I really enjoy making people cry
That’s the ecstasy by the evil
When my claws scratch their skin
And split their veins apart
They would beg to die rather
Bearing that pain on their part
I’ll watch the tears
Roll down their cheeks
Accompanied by the fear
With the howls and shrieks
They’ll bend on their knees
And acknowledge the power of the devil
I’ll repeat these acts again and again
As that’s the ecstasy by the evil
The will fear to breathe
And fear to even open their eyes
The evil spirits will haunt their neighborhood
For their instincts to terrorize
Loneliness can be so terrific
Soon the mortals will realize
Darkness stretching beyond extremes
And the silence filling the cries
Then this world would be compelled
To worship the cruel devil
And that’s the point where I retain
The ecstasy by the evil
poem by Sumeet Mukherjee
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