Redeemer Poems

Leaping with fearless joy as I begin afresh to dance You are my lover, not happenstance I’m watching and waiting to glean his gaze His winsome articulate amazing ways He’s gloriously giving and infinitely kind When surrendering living, his heart

When I’m with my tears When I can’t escape my fears I come to you lord And you fill me with hope When the world seem to scare me When something dark surrounds me I rely on you immediately And

Ain’t it a paradise when you see, all things beautiful, white and grey? When the melodies of life lit up in glee, all things surreal painted in this air. Ain’t it a heaven as you crawl and beckon, the white

Where thou are My creator and my god from the moment you knew I am never a second you unthought me my tantrums; you smiled my attitudes; you redirected you knew me better than me your love boundless selfless yet….

If you’re going through one of those days, when you feel like there’s no hope, raise your heart up to Jesus. You are BEAUTIFUL even though you may not think so. You are precious in God’s eyes. And when Satan

If you’ve ever been broken hearted, so lost and alone, just run to the one who poured out his love. If you’ve ever been persecuted, and you feel like giving up, Open your eyes and lift your hands up. ‘Cause

When I am stranded, Life’s road seems long, I look for Jesus, my helper He provides friends to encourage, And pray for me, My Saviour helps me giving me Grace to endure And His word to sustain me, Thank you,

Here I am, Standing in the dock once again. For the evil one had sought and gotten an appeal of God’s prior judgement. With his legal standing, The devil named me as the respondent. And intiatiated the service of progress

Words and ideas can change the world! Yes,you gave us this hope. You gave voice to many of the dilemmas that churned in my mind. Day after day, night after night. But, one August morning, Not so august, though; Came

The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I was feeling to sleep, one day it rained which took everybody with itself all were dancing happily the peacock was dancing its wings were so delightful. The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I

Addiction to harmless Is accepted Addiction to harmful Is not advisable Addiction is submission Which involves Imaginations Addition is Pollution Which involves Revolution Addition is attraction Which involves Affection Addition is a fiction Which involves Correction Addition is a caution

We walk the deserted streets of my city. The scorching hot cement sizzles that transparent vibration that warmth has under the light of day. We go from empty shops to empty museums to empty shops again, staring at blank walls

Winter has the taste of melancholy; my window puts on a cloak of glass, wraps its face with a shawl of lead and drops cold tears, each time universe shrinks. (2) Migrant birds have a travelling homeland in sky and

They will not come down with branding iron and bobbing stings. Instead. we will walk down the earth, to meet the silence in half-lit homes of enemies. This poverty of pause and peeling off from giants of fences. I send

When there is nothing and no one else, there is Silence… The one companion who is but a thought away. In the midst of every strife, in all of one’s traumas or the most peaceful or joyful times, the moment

In pretence they came , They promised to pay your ransom. They lured you to their tent, With their mouth full of bitter honey. They are lions in the heart , In physique they are sheep. On getting to their

Lonely nights came by , Dark nights passed by, One night dream couldn’t last long, One moment there and then you see blur. Martin Luther King Jr had a dream but it’s not fulfilled. I had my dreams but it’s

Everything has a time, A time to be, A time to become, And today it was ours! To be, Two starry-eyed lovers. The subtle smell of the bodies, That still lingers around. The passion that embodies, The souls in sound.

Sometimes I would think what life be without ink how to express the sorrow or how to say there is a better tomorrow how will we say worry not I am there or do not give up I am here

Words are little paper hearts, Sometimes shot from a cupid’s bow, That evoke many emotions, Echoing in the mind, Twisting all chords, Leaving one puzzled, At the feelings mere words can yield. They can make love, Bind you together in

Painful, we fight with verbal knives. As our women and men need no fight, Nor they should suffer any loss in that; But need to be paved in rough roads, From the husband’s office-rules, you say, The odds and orders,

O lady of the night O lady mosquito What cruel trick of nature Would divine to make it so That war must rage In perpetuality Where you should seek To give me strife And I should seek To take your

Vane glorious and absolutistic, though I defiantly, cavalierly, and blithely attest Yukon bet your (laugh-in) sweet bippy mine acidic breast houses anarchic, anti-poetic ballistic, barbaric, and bubonic cannibalistic demons within thy safely guarded Pandora chest atomic cesium clock timed to

You are stupid they say For feeling this way But they don’t know the pain The tears which flow like rain Every night I try and smile For I feel some joy for awhile Just glad for making it through

And painted so Although I am instead Just red Around the corners of my nose Where the nostrils bend inwards Towards the life giving mucus To germs and what not I am also Black with dirt Under my otherwise Surgically

Sitting by the window today, I aspired for the farthest reach, Of the oak that has been planted just beside my window sill. I hoped it would grow to the limits of the sky, And I would be boasting of

when I fell in love I pressed my heels against the sky as if in a bread oven sitting with my forehead on the warm ground and the wind and the butterflies and the clouds like smoke were hard to

I wrote about him, They instantly recognized him. I wrote about her, They immediately traced her. I talked about them They felt relieved, This time it was a plural. If a face is needed for each pronoun, Let it be!

Happiness? It’s so sought, so wanted and craved, but it seems so strange, unreachable, so unknown. When you caress someone, your fingerprints don’t remain on the skin of the other- happiness is like fingerprints! Lips burning over the lips of

Life, It is like a walk, On the same road, A patterned cuckoo clock. Doing the same thing, Over and over again, Monotonous life, It is the reign, Of boredom. But still, Life has some value, It is as, Blue,

In the shadows of deep blue sky through the corners of my eye’ I see, i feel; i do believe One day I will fly so high!!! I will reach the destiny that no ever seek I will reach the

How does it feel to see the Flamingo, when the sun is shining through the clouds, while sitting next to the window, the cool breeze touching the cheeks like healing wounds. when I became happiest of all, it is everything

Grey billow of clouds So hopeful these are Filled with watery pearls Guaranteeing remedial shower Flashes of light Sounds of accosting thunder Declares to the dead world Charging to live the real wonder Season’s first kiss Between rain and earth

All languages are just one word All life just one breath All waters are just one drop All sounds just one note All sorrow and pain All hurt and oppression Are just one side Of the same coin that’s flipped

We know this world is the devil’s playground And he will do anything to turn people away From our Lord and savior Jesus Christ almighty But good will always conquer evil so have heart And let the bright white light

When difficulties find their way The mind must reach beyond this day. Search beyond the horizon’s bounds. The mind can travel to new finds. Another day writes what it may. Sunshine drives the clouds away. The sunset will seal it

Grasshopper basking in the warmth of the sun Upon a rock. Slithering through a maze of alpine wildflowers looking for a likely sized creature to capture and feast upon saphonsifying her hunger. After secretly searching for near a mile Snake

I thought love was wonderful, But trust me, love is just painful. You find the right one and you smile, But if you find the wrong one, you just cry. Slowly steadily you are poisoned in inches, And gradually you

So many times it happens that a certain thing becomes a part of our life knowingly, unknowingly, but then that is what makes life interesting and life continues along with the same. So many times, so many things happen in

I have just received a call from him, the unemployed educated youth, has come out of his house. He must be standing on a bus stop, in the busy hours of the Saturday evening. The whole world suffers from the