Lord, I am sorry
For in all things, I worry
I have dwelt on the old story
And blindfolded in my furry
I had rely more on money
Mistaking it for your glory
Then trouble rose as a storey
Much more than I can carry
Please, Oh Lord, I am sorry
Still, in my sins I merry
And come short of Your glory
Come into my heart which is stony
Cleanse and make it lowly
Jesus the King of Glory!
Indeed I am so sorry!
Please, Oh Lord, I am sorry

HAPPY New Year FROM US – My New Year Prayers

In the reminiscence of the past years
While in much struggles and frequent yearns
And to questions of my needs I hardly say yes
Till I bowed to God and humbly learn

So, in this New Year I quickly say
Oh Lord of mercy, hear me as I pray
In the depth of poverty, give me all I need
And in my fullness, save my heart from pride

In my failures, give me Your heart
When fear comes, make my boldness fat
And in my fatness, be the all I have
So, in your kindness I’ll burst out in laugh

Each time I pray, hear my voice Oh Lord
In my pursuits, teach me to love
Never to be partial, each time I judge
For that is your attribute, Oh precious God

And finally, when the month count twelve
Let testimonies fill me and where I dwell
And let it be countless, the souls I’ve helped
That in your garden of grace, I’ll gently dwell



Celebrating the BIRTH of JESUS………….


Jesus the ‘everything’, the A and the Zee
He came around so that we can see
Even each day as we make our tea
That the sweat heaven is much for real
Only for the people with forgiven sins

So heavy as the cross, even without a reel
Made for Jesus to be killed for real
On the pathway to a promise fulfilled
Putting His spirit in our hearts with zeal
Carefully watching each day as we eat our meal

And much more in our thoughts and deeds
Being so careful with the way we feel
As we struggle hard, just to take the lead
Not to make a fool of the righteousness seed
And give a room for sins and greed

For the life will fly away without a hint
And the body useless, deaf to the pinch
Thrown at it by the multitude’s speech
Even if their voices could reach their peak,
The gone away soul shall move no inch

And afterwards on eternity Street
Just at the point where two streets meet
The one to hell and the other through the Cross’ feet
While the sinners cry in hell with the demons’ beat
With Christ are the Saints, and their joyous weep.


As we celebrate JESUS………….


There is power in Jesus’ name
Much more than an incredible game
More influential than the greatest fame
What else can be compared with Jesus’ name

So much power in Jesus’ name
So strong that no one can tame
Easily restoring the legs of the lame
What else can be compared with Jesus’ name

Much more power in Jesus’ name
Taking away the believer’s shame
On the cross where he bore the shame
What else can be compared with Jesus’ name

So much more power in Jesus’ name
Not minding the guiltless blames
Thrown at Him by the adversaries’ claim
What else can be compared with Jesus’ name

In Their Love Song

In their ‘love’ song

Their ‘love’ song; whether I wish to hear or not, filter to me.

All I heard were the ludicrous and lusty sound of uncultured souls

In their ‘love’ song; the anatomy of the lady was the theme.

With relish, they croon, filling the air with feelings but not of love.

In their ‘love’ song; with crazy abandon, they described things better valued in the secret.

The physical took precedence over the spiritual.

In their ‘love’ song; In frenzy, they shake and dance to the cajoling sounds of lust.

Carousing and caressing with their lips till the fire of passion was unleashed

Their ‘love’ song doth indeed is revealing. Hearts drenched with dregs of scum

Virulently staining the souls enamoured by their ‘love’ song. ddk


My tummy vibrates, radiating pains
All across the body through the veins
Just in the reminiscence of the rainbow paint
And all I could think of is to have a tail
Which could waggle my body and remove the pain

Or what benefits do I have in all my gains
With the bulk of people, of whom I trained
If my precious body suddenly becomes untrained
Lying down helpless; the world of vain
While the funeral others prepare, not minding the rain

So I discovered it is not by much gain
Nor the smartness of one’s brain
Or the jurisdiction of one’s reign
Could set man free from the hell’s chain
Binding him with sins again and again

Soon I discovered a King, great in His reign
Who had left His own throne with just an aim
To free everyone from the devil’s chain
And carry us all in His salvation train
Till the Kingdom we see, where the saviour reigns


PSALM ONE: Planted by the Rivers

With leaves wide and fresh, I am drought free
Bearing beautiful fruits for all to see
By the river side planted, a glorious tree
Just as it is in Psalm one verse three

With the Lord’s blessings I became full
Avoiding the counsels of sinners and scornful
But the law of the Lord is my best tool
Just as it is in Psalm one verse one and two

But the ungodly man flies as chaff
Not having direction nor compass in graph
For their seat was lost with the children of life
Just as it is in Psalm one verse four and five

Unending glory paints the righteous seat
For his end shall be where Jesus sits
While the ungodly mourn in great defeat
Just as it is in Psalm one verse six


When the eyes are fully closed, life pillar already fallen
The members are quieted, and body control refused
The heart already stops beating, and the body grows cold
It could be young or old, or even YOU!
Hopelessly lies the body, strength and consciousness flew away
Overflowing rivers of sorrow, in the heart of friends created
Sad stories of sweet moments, sprinkles from different mouths
How I hope he’s around to hear, but far beyond the cloud he’s gone

Families and friends’ word discard, a better alternative sought
We can’t be looking at him like this, their tongue and teeth sound
The mortuary is the next option, for a wet preservation
Or even a dry preservation, saving his body from rotting
But the true reason silenced, avoiding contaminating our neighbourhood
Not even his very best friend, holding back his life can do
Yet their pale head shakes on its stalk, sympathy and sorrow wears
But no one knows, what befalls the spirit gone

Disposing the body in burial, a consensus reached
Securing a little land space, the sole priority becomes
May be a place in his beautiful villa, or his uncompleted building
Or at a public burial ground, a land space purchased
The body is disposed to the soil, the uniqueness of it
Whether poor or very wealthy, debt of death paid
How beautiful or horrible the grave is, the spirit is forever gone
Seeing very clearly, the real truth about God

If poor before the death, series of funfair may elude
An old cloth may be put on him, even at the burial
Or a white cloth quickly purchased, not even with a coffin
But if average or wealthy, beautifully decorated in a gorgeous coffin
Brigades and singers goes before, customized undertakers follow
Young and old at the flamboyant service, patiently waiting for food and gifts
But the bodies covered in soil, and left to rotten alone
Not minding the eternal destination, such a soul arrived

Generally about this life, I began to think
So much attention, mete on this body
With this my stomach, I dare not joke
Such cheap materials and wears, are not for me
Without a proper make-up, I dare not go out
Such and such people say, not excluding the poor
Too much care we take, of this mortal body
Which soon waste away, and eternity begins

I only imagine the beautiful gate, when the angel ask
Can you give account, how your life was spent?
Beautiful stories of worldly achievements, buoyantly said
And again the angel asks, anything done for God?
With the bulk of my wealth, I was too busy
I am a student and I must read, I run a business which must not fall
The gospel is too hard, yet I go to church
To such a soul, the angel shakes his head

But your name is absent, in this Book of Life!
The heaven mourns, a soul lost forever!
As he pleads for mercy, the devil comes quoting scriptures
“For it is given to a man, once to die …..”
The next line was in hell fire, tormented by devil and his agents
To caution his families and friends, he hopes to go back
But the dice already cast, it is no more possible!
Though with a deep regret, he is lost forever!

At the heaven’s gate, the righteous come
Welcome my faithful servant, the voice he hears
Jesus already waiting, wipes away his tears
I can’t believe I am here, said with deepest joy
But the gate is already opened, and he’s become as the angels
Earthly nights of sorrow, glorious morning replace
Singing the sweet hymns, from the heavenly court
With the saints gone before, he lives forever!