The epitome of beauty in whose appearance the heavens adore.
The symbol of purity in whose eyes the star's adorn.
The pride of nations in whose eyes kings are restless.
The fountain of beauty in whose face queens are motionless.
The manure of plants in whose smiles the grains mature.
The rose of flowers in whose miles the brains restore.
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Tuesday 26 November 2013
Saturday 2 November 2013
Poetic Capsule
MOSQUE has 6 letters so
does CHURCH.
QURAN has 5 letters so
does BIBLE.
LIFE has 4 letters so does
DEAD.
HATE has 4 letters so
does LOVE.
ENEMIES has 7 letters so
does FRIENDS.
LYING has 5 letters so
does TRUTH.
HURT has 4 letters so
does HEAL.
NEGATIVE has 8 letters so
does POSITIVE.
FAILURE has 7 letters so
does SUCCESS.
BELOW has 5 letters so does ABOVE.
CRY has 3 letters so does
JOY.
ANGER has 5 letters so
does HAPPY.
RIGHT has 5 letters so
does WRONG.
RICH has 4 letters so
does POOR.
FAIL has 4 letters so
does PASS.
KNOWLEDGE has 9 letters
so does IGNORANCE.
Are they all by a
coincidence?
WE should choose wisely,
this means Life is like a double-
edged sword.
WE should always choose
the better side of Life.
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does CHURCH.
QURAN has 5 letters so
does BIBLE.
LIFE has 4 letters so does
DEAD.
HATE has 4 letters so
does LOVE.
ENEMIES has 7 letters so
does FRIENDS.
LYING has 5 letters so
does TRUTH.
HURT has 4 letters so
does HEAL.
NEGATIVE has 8 letters so
does POSITIVE.
FAILURE has 7 letters so
does SUCCESS.
BELOW has 5 letters so does ABOVE.
CRY has 3 letters so does
JOY.
ANGER has 5 letters so
does HAPPY.
RIGHT has 5 letters so
does WRONG.
RICH has 4 letters so
does POOR.
FAIL has 4 letters so
does PASS.
KNOWLEDGE has 9 letters
so does IGNORANCE.
Are they all by a
coincidence?
WE should choose wisely,
this means Life is like a double-
edged sword.
WE should always choose
the better side of Life.
Twitter:
@ValentineMbagu.
Struggle For Mantle
Where the eagle of mantle flies,
there the struggle for mantle l will battle.
Where the battle for mantle rages,
there the struggle for mantle l will battle.
Where the wine of battle drops,
there l will dine to struggle for mantle.
Where the yeast of battle erupts,
there l will feast to struggle for mantle.
Where the groans of unction to function lingers,
there l will be eager to struggle for the drone of mantle.
At the mountain of struggle for mantle,
there l will mount my fountain for battle.
At the ankle of struggle for mantle,
there l will hum my anthem for battle.
At the sickle of battle for mantle,
there l will hunt my struggle for mantle.
On that day when l dangle for the paddle of mantle,
Still l will struggle to battle for mantle.
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there the struggle for mantle l will battle.
Where the battle for mantle rages,
there the struggle for mantle l will battle.
Where the wine of battle drops,
there l will dine to struggle for mantle.
Where the yeast of battle erupts,
there l will feast to struggle for mantle.
Where the groans of unction to function lingers,
there l will be eager to struggle for the drone of mantle.
At the mountain of struggle for mantle,
there l will mount my fountain for battle.
At the ankle of struggle for mantle,
there l will hum my anthem for battle.
At the sickle of battle for mantle,
there l will hunt my struggle for mantle.
On that day when l dangle for the paddle of mantle,
Still l will struggle to battle for mantle.
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@ValentineMbagu.
October To Recover
There at the eve where October planned her suicide,
l embraced praise and worship hoping to recover all that was lost over the years.
There at the gloom where October groaned to dethrone her grains,
l burned my candle hooting to recover the bloom of my dream.
There at the throne where October struggled to end her rule for the year,
l waited to build my drone for the fears ahead.
There at the nest where October decided to rest her neck,
l ragged to set my quest for the task ahead.
There at the mountain where October feed on fears and drank the tears of distress,
l mounted my fountain of hope and coat ahead.
There at the garden of flowers where October watered her field for the last time,
l planted my seeds of expectation and desires.
There at the season where October reasoned the purpose of her living,
l hallowed the Lord in the eve of halloween.
There at the moment of moments where the fate of October was to be determined,
l pleaded to have the grace to embrace November.
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l embraced praise and worship hoping to recover all that was lost over the years.
There at the gloom where October groaned to dethrone her grains,
l burned my candle hooting to recover the bloom of my dream.
There at the throne where October struggled to end her rule for the year,
l waited to build my drone for the fears ahead.
There at the nest where October decided to rest her neck,
l ragged to set my quest for the task ahead.
There at the mountain where October feed on fears and drank the tears of distress,
l mounted my fountain of hope and coat ahead.
There at the garden of flowers where October watered her field for the last time,
l planted my seeds of expectation and desires.
There at the season where October reasoned the purpose of her living,
l hallowed the Lord in the eve of halloween.
There at the moment of moments where the fate of October was to be determined,
l pleaded to have the grace to embrace November.
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@ValentineMbagu
Groan To Glory
ln a world where challenges and chaos sweeps my day to night,
there will l groan to glory in grace and ache.
In a time where struggles and grudges of life mourns my sorrow to death,
there will l groan to glory in shame and suffering.
In a season where pains and strains of fears cause me to rain down tears,
there will l groan to glory in my tears of agony and shame.
In a period where loneliness and dilemma expands my heart with sorrow,
there will l groan in glory to drink the wine of suffering and eat the meal of shame.
In a moment where shame becomes my meal and sufferings my meat,
there will l groan to glory in my tough moments and hardship.
At the foot of sorrow, there will l groan to glory in my shame and suffering.
At the root of shame, there will l groan to glory in my pains and tears.
At the heel of tears, there will l groan to glory in my loneliness and aloneness.
At the hill of pains, there will l groan to glory in my struggles and grudges.
In the day when life becomes too hot to face,
and my grief seems so tough to bear;
there will l groan to glory in pains and tears,
until my groans becomes my glory and l groan to glory.
there will l groan to glory in grace and ache.
In a time where struggles and grudges of life mourns my sorrow to death,
there will l groan to glory in shame and suffering.
In a season where pains and strains of fears cause me to rain down tears,
there will l groan to glory in my tears of agony and shame.
In a period where loneliness and dilemma expands my heart with sorrow,
there will l groan in glory to drink the wine of suffering and eat the meal of shame.
In a moment where shame becomes my meal and sufferings my meat,
there will l groan to glory in my tough moments and hardship.
At the foot of sorrow, there will l groan to glory in my shame and suffering.
At the root of shame, there will l groan to glory in my pains and tears.
At the heel of tears, there will l groan to glory in my loneliness and aloneness.
At the hill of pains, there will l groan to glory in my struggles and grudges.
In the day when life becomes too hot to face,
and my grief seems so tough to bear;
there will l groan to glory in pains and tears,
until my groans becomes my glory and l groan to glory.
Grace To Glory
In a world where salvation and restoration swaps my darkness to light,
there the grace to glory in praise and grace l will embrace.
In a time where invitation and visitation from above sweeps my groan(bondage) to grace to glory(freedom) ,
there the grace to glory in salvation and restoration from sin l will embrace.
In a season where manifestation and expectation becomes my hunger and thirst,
there the grace to glory in meditation and supplication l will embrace.
In a period where the gifts and fruits of the Holy Spirit becomes my meal and meat,
there the grace to glory in repentance and independence from sin l will embrace.
In a moment where revelation becomes my feast and vision of heaven my yeast,
there the grace to glory in salvation and ressurrection from death l will embrace.
At the throne of grace, there the grace to glory in my salvation and restoration from bondage l will embrace.
At the shone of salvation, there the grace to glory in my happiness and forgiveness from sin l will embrace.
At the stem of restoration, there the grace to glory in my freedom and depletion from sorrow l will embrace.
At the realm of freedom, there the grace to glory in my redemption and petition from shame l will embrace.
In the day when my feet is lifted up above the sky and my eyes groomed in white robes,
there the grace to glory in salvation and restoration l will embrace.
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there the grace to glory in praise and grace l will embrace.
In a time where invitation and visitation from above sweeps my groan(bondage) to grace to glory(freedom) ,
there the grace to glory in salvation and restoration from sin l will embrace.
In a season where manifestation and expectation becomes my hunger and thirst,
there the grace to glory in meditation and supplication l will embrace.
In a period where the gifts and fruits of the Holy Spirit becomes my meal and meat,
there the grace to glory in repentance and independence from sin l will embrace.
In a moment where revelation becomes my feast and vision of heaven my yeast,
there the grace to glory in salvation and ressurrection from death l will embrace.
At the throne of grace, there the grace to glory in my salvation and restoration from bondage l will embrace.
At the shone of salvation, there the grace to glory in my happiness and forgiveness from sin l will embrace.
At the stem of restoration, there the grace to glory in my freedom and depletion from sorrow l will embrace.
At the realm of freedom, there the grace to glory in my redemption and petition from shame l will embrace.
In the day when my feet is lifted up above the sky and my eyes groomed in white robes,
there the grace to glory in salvation and restoration l will embrace.
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@ValentineMbagu
Fight My Battle
There where difficulty erupts like a volcano,
l will seek solace in God my Creator.
There where the sorrow and horror of life meets in a border,
l will seek refuge in God my warrior.
There where loneliness becomes my food and cragginess my mood,
l will seek companion with God my anchor.
There where the struggles and grudges of life giggles me to my face,
l will embrace the grace to praise my God.
There where the pains of life cause me to rain down tears,
l will groan to praise my Maker.
There where tears becomes my drink and fears my sting,
l will trust and hope in God.
At the foot of worries,
He will console and walk in me.
At the soot of sorrows,
He will uphold and walk with me.
At the mud of mourning,
He will comfort and walk through me.
At the venyard of life,
He will water and work for me.
At the verge of rage,
He will throne and walk around me.
There where all hope is lost and my enemies compass me in battle,
He will defend and fight for my freedom in battle.
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@ValentineMbagu.
l will seek solace in God my Creator.
There where the sorrow and horror of life meets in a border,
l will seek refuge in God my warrior.
There where loneliness becomes my food and cragginess my mood,
l will seek companion with God my anchor.
There where the struggles and grudges of life giggles me to my face,
l will embrace the grace to praise my God.
There where the pains of life cause me to rain down tears,
l will groan to praise my Maker.
There where tears becomes my drink and fears my sting,
l will trust and hope in God.
At the foot of worries,
He will console and walk in me.
At the soot of sorrows,
He will uphold and walk with me.
At the mud of mourning,
He will comfort and walk through me.
At the venyard of life,
He will water and work for me.
At the verge of rage,
He will throne and walk around me.
There where all hope is lost and my enemies compass me in battle,
He will defend and fight for my freedom in battle.
Twitter:
@ValentineMbagu.
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