Oh my Lord –

When will You come?
Will I be found, before my earthly life is done?

Will I experience Your Resurrection Power
and observe how sin You have conquered & devoured?

It’s a win-win scenario, for me, in any case –
As I long to see Your radiance, revealed at Heaven’s pace.

To enter Your gates with humble willingness
is real, knowing that I’m clothed by Your Righteousness.

When will You come?
Will I be found, before Death has finally succumbed?

Although Your timetable has not bee… Continue

Oh my Lord –

When will You come?
Will I be found, before my earthly life is done?

Will I experience Your Resurrection Power
and observe how sin You have conquered & devoured?

It’s a win-win scenario, for me, in any case –
As I long to see Your radiance, revealed at Heaven’s pace.

To enter Your gates with humble willingness
is real, knowing that I’m clothed by Your Righteousness.

When will You come?
Will I be found, before Death has finally succumbed?

Although Your timetable has not bee… Continue

It is Cloudy
Both
Inside and Outside.

Everything is still,
I’m waiting for
Something to happen.

Only mobile phones
Are making
Noise.

A child
Sucks his Milk
And sleeping- In Peace.

But I
Expecting Violence,
To get Myself Engaged.

Some chats
In group- where
I am Alienated

And it started
Raining- But
Still I feel Thirsty.

Sankar O
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Outside the Windy City
lives the Lady Finnegan -
Carol dearly loves the Lord Jehovah
and is a part of His earthly plan.

Her heart has been pierced
by God's Holy Spirit;
for she placed her life before Him
and has chosen to submit.

Her adoration for the King
has burst forth with heart's joy,
from reading her great nephew's literature
within the borders of Illinois.

Now she's become God's messenger
via her gifts of Joe's Christian poetry -
For the fragrance of God's Love
envelopes her with scrip… Continue

Now that people are becoming more aware of my poetic efforts, interests are being expressed regarding the background of my poetry - in addition, to my spiritual muse. Back in the Spring of 1980, I graduated from the University of Southern Maine with a B.A. in Mathematics. I chose this discipline because it was my favorite subject in school. This poem is the first and only piece (to date), where I apply this learned knowledge.

Back in February of 2007, I found a poetry contest - its challenge wa… Continue