THIS SENSATION

This sensation is contagious

Bringing down the walls of imagination

Stitching the torn fabrics of man’s desperation

Triggering the actions of the idealist

This sensation breaths life and death

Fools! Why do you ask whether this sensation is appropriate for this occasion?

This sensation is more than a sensation

This sensation is the last chapter of the perfect i.e. revelation

This sensation did not come for a particular nation

This sensation was crucified for starting a bloodless revolution

This sensation will forever be the only way to your salvation

Following this sensation with faith is useless without pragmatic action

This sensation was here before the creation of man and fiction

God has always hidden this sensation from the wise because they always believed this sensation was an illusion

No judgment after death is man’s idiotic invention

Winning souls for this sensation is the only rewarding mission

The father of this sensation has more than one mansion

One can never please this sensation without declaring his or her complete conviction

Reading John 3:16 will give you a clear manifestation

Oh young men and women, your body is the dwelling place of this sensation so flee from your habitual fornication

Humble your arrogant hearts and communicate with this sensation through spiritual meditation

This sensation is JESUS CHRIST

May HIS name be exalted above any other name!!! 

GOD IS A POET

He was the first to inscribe his thoughts into creation
The sole pioneer of today’s poetry
He solely gifted every poet with exceeding powerful imaginative thoughts, 
Which can never quench with time and oppression
We are his words, commas, full stops of his classic masterpiece, 
Which underlines his authority as the deity of old and now
Every line in his poetry defines the way the idealistic minded persons ponder and initiates something more powerful than doctrines i.e. love
When every poet expresses his thoughts about tomorrow with deep optimism, 
His thoughts are roots of every second of events to happen
The only poet who has the mandate to put all the fake poets to the sword and reward 
All the genuine poets on the day of accountability
Thousand years ago, He wrote the best manuscript ever, which was compiled by some of the greatest men of history of which John the baptize was the greatest
Oh! Ye sons of men with proud and arrogant hearts, bow down your heads in shame for the Poet of poets’ reigns forever more
The only Poet who has heaven and earth in His hands
Curse befalls on any man who puts his trust in words in any poet apart from the only poet
I humble my sinful heart to the Supreme Poet above to accept me to be one of his merchandise when I lie in my casket

  

REFLECTION

Give me back my reflection

Release me from this oppression

Do you think I deserve this destruction?

Think twice and look beyond my complexion

Take away my curse and give me this benediction

I never saw that dread lock soldier but I heard his song “redemption”

My son thread carefully because many have fallen here so take caution

Many girls with pretty faces came into my life with lies filled in their mouth and I had to give a little affection

Many faces will reflect back with smiles but don’t be deceived they have their own contention

Reminiscing I see flashes of my past in the mirror, I wish I could break it and cause a commotion

Fool never brag your breath one day will leave your system that’s diffusion

I close my eyes with my mission cap on because I am a soldier with a vision

Hey mirror I’m fed up leave me alone and let me concentrate on my lamentation

MY COLD HEART

I am robbed of happiness

Each day turns sourer and bitter

No family no friend

A man with no fence

A cold world with cold stories

I am a cold person

Is there a reason why I live to see each morning?

Can the scriptures heal my doubts?

Is there any God?

I wonder

Can faith be bargained?

Many unanswered questions

Trust in shambles

Can a life without a past be a life?

Can a past without fumbles be a past?

They still look down on me

Do I have to wait till judgment day before I see Christ face to face?

I really want to ask HIM, what the price for each tear which dropped prematurely for HIS sake?

If the enemy really wants me to give up, there is nothing up there worth hoping for?

Never show me love through the flowers when I am dead and gone

Love I need not but faith I pray for

God I need a miracle

BELIEVE ME

Believe me when I tell the masses of their vices
Believe me when I tell you no man can bring comfort but hashes
Believe me when I tell you that it takes time to heal time
Believe me when I tell you very few brave hearts had real hearts
Believe me when I tell you that a heart that believes is the heart that can cause a change in reality
Believe me when I tell you that man is constantly fighting with his egos to accept that love is the last key to unlock every mystery
Believe me when I tell you that the authenticity of one thought is defined by his unseen self
Believe me when I tell you the truth can never be found in books or in histories but the truth is our own self
Believe when I tell you one gets to understand the ingenuity of the supreme through nature
Believe me when I tell you that every bleeding heart needs a dose of love to heal
Believe me when I tell you words fade with time but the truth becomes stronger with time
Believe me when I tell you that the words I tell you is understood by the inspired