Thursday, 5 August 2010
De Love Cave
You are my description of friend
You are my description of everything
You are my description of the beginning to the end
You have put me on a pedestal
You made me feel tall ten feet
You have always been there for me
You have loved me through it all
You have stood by me through thick and thin
You have always been patient and kind
Just thought i should let you know
You are the owner of this life of mine
So you ask,how long i will love you?
Well,this is what i have to say
Past,present,future and always
Forever and a day!
MY DEAR LOVE
Love of my life
Through the darkness
I can see your light
And i can feel your heart in mine
Your face i 've memorized
I idolize just you
In this cruel and lonely world
I found one true love
My dear love,i found you
And i love you
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
THE MESSIAH
The word "Messiah" means "Anointed One," the name given to the promised Deliverer who would some day come to the people of Israel as their great Savior and Redeemer, "anointed" as Prophet, Priest, and King by God Himself.
Some, of course, are still looking for the fulfillment of these Old Testament promises in the future, when the "Messiah" will come to establish a world kingdom of peace and justice centered around the chosen nation, Israel.
On the other hand, the group of Jewish believers who became the first founders of Christianity were convinced that Jesus of Nazareth was their promised Messiah. The name "Christ" is the Greek equivalent of “Messiah,” so that the name Jesus Christ really means "Jesus the Messiah," or "Jesus the anointed." They preached this truth with such conviction and power that not only many Jews but, later, a still greater host of Gentiles, believed on Jesus, both as the Christ and also as the Lord and Savior of all men.
And indeed they had good reason for such faith. The Old Testament Messianic prophecies were found to be uniquely fulfilled in the Lord Jesus Christ. There are hundreds of these prophecies, so that the possibility of their accidental convergence on any ordinary man is completely ruled out by the laws of probability.
Some of the prophecies are so framed, in fact, as to preclude their fulfillment by anyone living after the first century A.D. For example, the patriarch Jacob said, in Genesis 49:10, "The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until Shiloh come." The name “Shiloh” is a title of the Messiah, and the prophecy states that Judah's tribe would remain the chief tribe in Israel, in particular providing their kings, until Messiah would come. The prophecy must have been fulfilled prior to the destruction of Judah and Jerusalem in A.D. 70, by which time certainly all semblance of a scepter had departed from Judah.
Similarly the promise was given to King David that the Messiah should be one of his descendants, as the King eternal, the one of whom God said, "I will establish the throne of his kingdom for ever" (II Samuel 7:13). Isaiah said, "There shall come forth a rod out of the stem (literally 'stump') of Jesse (that is David's father), and a Branch shall grow out of his roots" (Isaiah 11:1). This is another name of the Messiah, and indicates that, even after it would appear that the family tree of Jesse has been cut down, yet one Branch will grow out of the stump. Evidently the very last one who could be known to have come of this lineage would finally prove to be the promised Messiah!
This was fulfilled uniquely in Jesus. His foster father, Joseph, was in the royal line from David and thus held the legal right to the throne (Matthew 1:1-16). His mother, Mary, was also a descendant of David, as shown by her genealogy in Luke 3:23-31. But ever since the time of Jesus, it would be quite impossible to establish the legal or biological lineage of any pretender to David's throne, as all the ancient genealogical records were destroyed soon after that.
An even more striking prophecy is given in Daniel 9:24-27. There Daniel was told explicitly that Messiah would come 69 "sabbaths" (that is, 69 sabbatical years - a total of 483 years) after the decree was given to rebuild Jerusalem, which at that time lay in ruins after Nebuchadnezzar, king of Babylon, had destroyed it.
Such a decree was given later by the Persian emperor. Although the exact date of the decree is somewhat uncertain, the termination date of the prophecy must have been some time in the first century A.D. In fact, it must have been before the destruction of the city and the temple by the Romans in A.D. 70, because the prophecy said quite explicitly: “After (the 483 years) shall Messiah be cut off, but not for himself; and the people of the prince that shall come shall destroy the city and the sanctuary” (Daniel 9:26). Not only must Messiah come before this destruction, but He was also to be“cut off,” rejected and killed, before it came.
It is obvious that no one but Jesus could have fulfilled these prophecies. The prophecies absolutely preclude any still future Messiah, except that even that hope also will find its fulfillment in the second coming of Christ.
And then, of course, there are still hundreds of other prophecies, all of which were fulfilled by Jesus Christ: His virgin birth (Isaiah 7:14); His birth in Bethlehem (Micah 5:2); His sacrificial death (Isaiah 53:5); His crucifixion (Psalm 22:14-18); His bodily resurrection (Psalm 16:10); and many others. All of these unite in their witness that “Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God” (John 20:31).
The probability that hundreds of such specific predictions, each quite independent of the others, could all be fulfilled concurrently in one individual, is unlikely in the highest degree, especially in view of the miraculous nature of many of them (e.g., the virgin birth, the resurrection, etc.). No rational conclusion seems possible except that Jesus is all He claims - Messiah, Savior, Lord and God.
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Saturday, 6 December 2008
MY CRACKLE OF LAUGHER
My big crackle of laughter
That comes from an idle chatter
Over wine and vain comment
By elites bereft and indolent.
What's there to laugh about
In this hunger,misery and poverty?
This injustice and moral laxity
When trail behind Nations
And live in morbid dispensations.
Let us gird our lions
Heed the call for a common battle
Our Nation's ills to tackle,
Kindle the fire of patriotism
To break the spine of impreialism.
Let us prove our mettle
We are study enough to toil
For ourselves on our own soil,
Lets wear our sweat like beads
And strive to achieve great feats.
There is joy in laughter
Spiced into our life of labors
In true love with our neighbors,
But lets build our Nation strong
And prove our detractors wrong.
Until this task is done
And we are a Nation among others
To stir the cause of humanity together,
This crackle of laughter
Is a hollow clatter.
Tuesday, 18 November 2008
THE GREAT REVOLUTIONARY SONG!
For a dear aspiration
To pursue the realisation
Of a true revolution.
Look at the nation
Just see the frustration
And the bitter lamentation
Of the new generation.
The leader have no direction
The youths are in desperation
There is unbridled corruption
In every sphere of the Nation.
There is no other option
Other than to fight for liberation
From these sons of prediction
Who are plundering the Nation.
Braze up the action
Fight against their intimidation
We must pursue this revolution
For our total emancipation.
For all under suppression
Pushed to the wall by oppression
Revolution is the only solution
The way out of exploition.
You must join in the revolution
For your own salvation
You must fight for liberation
For the people of the Nation.
I stand for revolution
I fear no reaction
I stand for liberation
I fear no crucifixion.
I seek no renumeration
I fear no castigation
I have a clear vision
For this noble mission.
This is the appointed mission
Through divine inspiration
For the realisation of the revolution
In this our generation.
Wednesday, 12 November 2008
Friday, 24 October 2008
THE GOD OF LOVE.YES ...FULL OF LOVE.

HOME IS HOME

THE BATTLE IS READY AMERICANS!

The battle is ready
The war is raging,
Yonder is burning
Yet I am not moved
No, I will not flee
This house I built with jewels,
This house I built and sanctified,
On my God given land
Rather than flee
Let the battle be fought
Let blood flow as flood
And heads roll
To the rhythm of the swords and drums.
Folks gird your armour
The battle is raging,
Yonder is burning.
Here I take my stance
Join me Americans
Lets fight together
Because the battle is ours
Together we fight,
Together we succeed.
Now is the time to fight
Let us fight the fight to fight.
TAKE YOUR FRERDOM

If you dare oppose the virulent ogre
In the blood spilling lair
Amidst thorns and thistles.
Take your freedom
From the lion's den
Through the fire of repression
Out of the jaws of death.
Freedom so won
From the fiery tongs of battle
In a perilous struggle
Forever remains a treasure
To be fiercely guarded.
Friday, 10 October 2008
HOLY SUPPLICATION
I defer to you my God,
Lead me in the right way
Guide me each and everyday,
Bring good thoughts in my heart
In every good way to grow.
My God, in reverence to you I bow.
Fortify me in my doings on earth
That I may do your will for sure
And stil in my ways to be pure.
In my trials and travails
Give me the spirit to overcome.
Let truth and righteousness prevail,
Let my body never be loathsome
In the right task it must do.
My creator,my God,I worship you
I submit all that I am to thee
I give you all from my heart
Provide and sanctify for me in heaven
To do your will here on earth
And guide me onwards to heaven.
A PLEA TO WORSHIP...........!
More than a fluent tongue
My eyes bare my passions.
My supplications at your footsteps
To worship in your secret groove.
I feel like a tender suckling
Drawn to those swell boobs.
I desire you as a thirsty wayfaer
Longs for a cool gushing spring.
Oh...! those jutting boobs
That moves and stir my mood,
Let me into your secret groove
To labor and lay spent
On your soil and valleyof boobs.
DE-LOVE FOLIAGE!!!
Though in my heart I love you.
Bars and hurdles on my path
Beclouds my sunny heart,
And i groan in my heart
With a pang in my heart
As I let the flower die.
You did not water the flower
With radiant hue and glow,
You did not nurture the love
That promised joy and hope,
This love like a fine flower
Unwatered and untended
So it withered and died.
DE-FEAR OF LOVE
In hope of care,caress and tangle,
Can I and not be scarred
And my lonesome and supple heart cracked?
I desire to love
Though restrained in fear
To tread the slippery terrain
With a treasure calabash.
Along the road i see
The pieces of broken hearts
And the demented wits
Of the ones that dared.
Yet i must dare
Baring my heart with love
While in hopeful submission
I plead for mercy.
DE-RHYMES
Like a superman
But with a woman
I can't even try.
Patriots may marry
But to spouses
Who are to carry
The cacse in their houses.
If in your dress
You are impeccable
But in work incapable
You are just useless.
No law on what to do
Nor on what not to do
All you have to do
Is what u want to do.
I shall not restrain my hand from giving
I shall not restrain my heart from loving
So shall i keep on thriving
Until I stop loving.
Because of my sins
I live in fear of condemnation
But because of Jesus christ
I live in hope of Redemption.
The Almight God
Is my trusted insurer
My premium is prayer
Through Christ our lord.
In a simple world
Given free by God
You devise your own fetters
Making everything a tangle.
Oh loving death
Oh sweet death
With potent arms
To wrench asunder
The bars and fetters
Of a pallid life.
When you sing a song
You talk to the world
When you beat a drum
You talk to the world.
I want to get drunk tonight
On those sumptuous swells
Give me room tonight
Let me in your bosom dwell.
You can't conquer me
By force of arm
You can only move me
By power of reason.
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
GOD BLESS UNITED STATES !!!

The land of great people,
The people of great Nation.
And of great value
The fountain of customs and traditions
The land of beauty damsels,
Of diligent youths and wise elders,
Fort of great and majestic rulers,
God bless America!
The land sang of in ancient lore's,
The land of mighty warriors,
Men of blood and fire and valour.
God bless America!
The land as colorful as the rainbow,
The land in which streams flow,
Where crops and fruit trees grow,
The land spreading out from the ocean[sea]
Through rich valleys and hills,
Across many grassland and mighty forests
To the majestic rocky scenes.
Americans, a people joyous in unity,
Blessed and sustained in divinity.
As a mother cuddles her beloved child,
So may God cuddle the Americans,
Sustaining them in the journey of life,
In work and faith and righteousness,
Balance as in the Garden of God.
Monday, 6 October 2008
MOTHER............!

Thou moulder of life,
Honour and love to you.
You bear the world in your womb
The entire seed of humanity
Sown and reaped in your closet,
Tended in your might bosom.
For the cares and tears,
Emotion for suffering man,
Obeisance and dues to thee
Beloved woman mother of man.
I care to serve and fend for you;
Thou sacred bosom of the earth.
For love,
For the gentle pat,
The sustaining suckle,
Oh mother dear,
here to you.
I SHALL TRIUMPH


So I wear a smile
To wear away the time,
But my folks don't like it,
They want to kill that smile,
They seek my treasures
So they could plunder it,
Yet I smile with pleasure
Because it's beyond their reach.
I shall endure
I shall not cry,
It's they who will cry
For failing to make me cry,
They rage in their anger,
I smile in endurance.
Though the air around me turn to blaze,
And the earth disappear beneath my feet,
I shall not cry.
I have been made double,
Reinforced and fortified,
Undaunted i shall go
Through this stage in triumph,
Breaking fetters and crushing obstacles.
I shall always dare
To do the best I can,
For when my body can no more endure,
My soul will triumph.
I shall dare
To take on the good fight,
I shall not be deterred
When the path I tread is right.
At the source I received
The power to stand my trials
And my folks shall behold me
Crested in triumph.
DE-YOUTH
I STAND ALONE!

I stand alone
With a yearning soul
Striving with heart and hands To do the fair and just
And live my live alone.
I stand here adamant
Shunning parties and cohorts
Begging no one's favor
With the truth as my pillar
I stand solid and rest strong.
Here I stand alone
With my dreams and hopes
Fighting for my desires to be fulfilled.
Longing to satisfy my soul
Clinging to the wings of time.
I stand alone
Expecting help from no man
To shore up my treasures
As I battle through this life
Ready to run a straight race.
I stand with my dignity
Running and cutting my course
Like a running brook
Through valleys and hills
Reaching for the wide wild sea.
I stand here alone
To fight against falsehood
I stand against the congregation
That device wickedly for others
Against pretenders and hypocrites.
Alone i stood on a pinnate,
Perused the earthly kingdoms
Despising their temporary honours
Refusing to worship at their shrines
With a yearning beyond mortal limits.
I stand boldly alone
With my hope in God
Fearing no one, seeking no favour
In peace or strife, I stand or fall
Just by myself.

