Monday, December 22, 2014

For POETS UNITED ~ Poetry Pantry #232 ~ This Year


Christmas Time, Christmas Time and prayers, 
Prayers for peace, a peaceful refuge, 
Welcome Light, with lights on trees,
Green and white, in coloured deluge;
Décor delight diversity diverted;
All hope one, all call one, All pray one;
Life to begin, or life , to cease?
Christmas Time, Healing Time and tremors,
Tremors of blasts, killing blasts, 
Farewell Love, with flags on caskets
Red and Blue, in deathly solitude,
Sacred silence spirit severed;
All around flowers, all fresh now
All withered now, none in baskets;
Christmas Time Christmas Time and Salvation
Salvation, for every nation?
Salvation Eternal, end of turmoil in blood and sand,
Crimson and cream,
 a moaning scream, a shattered dream?
One for one, each kills one, 
one by one, till none is none.
Christmas Time, Christmas Time and Love;
Love for All, a Tolerant Love,
With Gifts garlands and Gatherings,
Silver and Gold, Young and Old, 
the Brave and the Bold,
Weak and Strong, the Fighters for Freedom
 for the World;
All with Love, All at Home,
None at WAR, Glad Tidings for All.
Amen .Amen .Amen.


Thursday, December 18, 2014

~ 'For Whom The Blood Flows ~



O for whom the blood flowed first
when we were the young children 
we knew by which enemy for what
cause reason or  division of land

we lost hundreds and hundreds then
we got the land for faith and peace
we knew the flag and leadership
but down the line,lost was the grip

somewhere entered the evil mind
slashing loyalty leaving faith behind
everything further divided destroyed
killers shooters n enemies employed 

life became money and money life
race to be rich in struggle and strife
a freedom attained became enchained
 freedom protests in free country life- 

 strangest demand with song n dance 
putting the children young in a trance
once again we know the enemy for sure
but a nation dead, not alive anymore--

when beauty salons and fashion grow
destructive decline of civilizations show 
O people where did you lose the way?
is faith weak, have we gone astray?

For whom the warm blood flows now?
 gold of hemlock  have we drunk
growing greed  broken kinships 
how deep have we, in Lethe sunk?

what does it mean in a country free?
are we free, then still ask, to be free ?
when bells toll and muezzin's call
then surely the bells toll for you and me

but death is rampant brutal and rude
we have forgotten  Aad and Samood
death will visit again,who knows
  to separate lives, leave bodies in pain

smiling young innocent laughter
quietened for ever in green clothes
 grieved, shocked at butchering blows
O For Whom,the blood so young flows ?

helpless I feel but write I must
wake up faith, let us be just
rise repent, follow the true path
 before as dust, we all return,to dust.







Tuesday, December 16, 2014

~ Wake Up Human, Wake Up Child ~



Wake Up Faith Wake Up, Its time for prayer
Oh let me sleep a little more
I'm exhausted and a little sore 
I played till late 
to get a high score

Wake Up Life Wake Up you have a purpose
work and serve work and pray
honest n faithful you must stay
O let me enjoy
Do not annoy'

Wake Up Rich Wake Up Its time to pay
Spend Spend for The Giver
riches will become a river
O why why should I?
I have much, yet to buy..

Wake Up  Books Wake Up Its time to study
Read read read all the best
read n write,never let it rest
This is the Good 
This is The best

Wake Up Human Wake Up Its time to go
you have been lazy n slow
 enemy is winning on the go
killing is not the way
give love, tolerance show  


Wake Up Child Wake Up Its time for school
Wake Up Wake Up,  rise and shine
But what  a waste and wild
Child killed for a killed child
Nothing is mine, Nothing thine


Wake Up,  Repent.......Wake Up.....Peace
Sleep Hatred Sleep........



Monday, December 15, 2014

For ~ Theme Thursday ~ December 11, 2014 - TOUCH ~




O Unseen friend, I feel you in  wandering clouds
those who fly high, no one can touch them

O friend I hear you in mellifluous sweet notes 
sound spread in spheres, no one can collect them

no sign will remain anjum  maybe just a name
who lives in repeated death, cannot die, but live



For POETRY JAM ~ Quiet ' ' There Is A Quiet There ~


seeking the quietude roaming worldwide
up on the Roof of the World who 
can be but the most daring-
there is a 'quiet there'

on a green square turf playing
in white with a white smashing
matching skills over net
in crowd there is a 'quiet there

nature's growth of seed and grass
nothing moves, no wave no pass
Divinity Supreme resides in valley
there is a 'holy quiet there'

Sunday, December 14, 2014

For POETS UNITED ~ Poetry Pantry #231 ~ This Land Is Golden Green and Good ~


this land is golden green and good

for them, who knew and understood
all are poets in perspective prose
all visions revealed all visions close-
rocks, soil or stone the path is laid
straight or steep by walking made
come gaze feast and be full serene 
 place in valley and mountain scene 

this land is golden green and good

Six Word Saturday ~ 13 December 2014 ~




On a Green Cool Hill Station