Poem Number 297 - A Child Of An Adult - 11/8/1988

The treasures I still have, deep in my memory,
Of such golden day of my sweet marriage,
Yet still anew my wife with love of mine,
The crystals still  shine high into our lives.

For the peopel whom were invited invited to our special day,
I, as John, will not delete their faces from our life.
Neither  will my wife, 'Nirmala' may be distracted  by them,
But for the record, of one's ultimatum to discourage for pleasure.

For he that talks with such disgrace of our love,
As he himself is of the same background of my wife.
For he will never live such peaceful lives,
But for the day, he will marry himself forever will he see.

A person can be taken to certain  limits  of his or her life,
Jokes aside can cause damage or harm to one's own anger,
And most frequently this backfires onto the original person, whom jokes around,
Yet the peaceful attitude and condition of a man will bring prosperity and weath to another's life.

The person of whim I have to work with,
Has turned me away from him by accidental conversation abuse,
So this child of an adult is not grown up to make decisions,
But to to his name he lies like, 'Lionel'.

Poem Number 296 - Unnknown Person Called 'You' - 3/8/1988

To thirst, to starve, to realise one's own weight,
Is to put this person into trail by daily tests,
By means  of sticking to a diet is rostered for you, week to week,
To ensure no extra calories are consumed to waste.

For he that continues to expand one's own gut,
Had better pop his head in for a hangman's loop,
And hang loose in the midst of air,
With less breath to inhale each second.

Whilst you lose what you wish to lose,
You'll be more appreciated by others of unknown friends,
And you'll experience ban uplifted good atmosphere in your life,
As well as such  great self-respect towards your new body.

A new 'You'  will be up to you to keep,
And maintain  the same body weight all the  way through,
So that there will be  no neglect and reverse attitudes,
To be back to the unknown person called ' You'.

Poem Number 295 - All Your Sun - 3/8/1988

T'is this day of a beautiful sunshine day, named 'Today',
Thus has brungeth us to live on this very day.
To our surprise  of not knowing what'st the future is,
T'is the glory and courage our God has ourselves.

Yet, to this day called, 'Today'  never we fear of sorrows or cries,
Of the day afore today, which  leaves little survivors of the great 
     floods of yesterdays,
To call us all proud of the world we live in 'mankind',
Or in non-sexist terms as it can be of natural' humankind'.
For the greatest gift our God has given us humans,
Is the gift of unbreakable love of this  world  and of his word.
It is up to us to how we live or love our life,
Yet he or she who gives and not takes.

He or she that loves but not takes,
He or she that truths  but not lies,
He or she  who thrives on God's words,
Will not need to eat  of own hand once you enter glorious heaven.

The water that is poured on the surface of the earth,
To make visions of endless beautiful island dreams,
Where the heat  of the sun, keeps you away from the sun,
And yet the water blessed  by the  Lord Ford Himself, cleanse all 
     your sin.

Tomorrow of yet unknown presence is always felt,
To grow t,he  fruits of colourful long life,
To do something new, to do the Lord God 'Good',
And to pray for the other days of life, that determine our future.