Victory
-dedicated to AC db8 team 2
The banner flying high
Hear the jubilant cry
From the barren ash they rose
Triumphed mighty over their foes
Remember that day well
Of the amazing journey will they tell
When by their mouths and with their hands
They raised the red, blue, and
Gold
Muse
Counting as the days pass
Counting as the iron rusts
Counting down to our last
Counting down into dust
Watching as kingdoms fall
Watching as wisdom fails
Watching oblivion call
Watching cavalcades assail
Walking towards the light
Walking towards our end
Walking from our plight
Walking in confused strands
Thinking
Song of Surrender
Just did some thinking, and well after I came back from my uncle's place, and saw how God was working in the lives of the Kazaks (for those of you who don't know, Kazakhstan is a large country on the southwest border of Russia), I just felt like, especially after God rescued me again from the depths of depression again, that I should just pen down how I felt, and well, why not try composing something?
So here it is...
The Song of Surrender (oh btw the chords are not in time. Ask me if you want to know how to play this.)
Verse 1
Am Em
Oh Lord, I'm broken again,
Dm Am
A poor lost fool under sin's stain;
C G
And Lord, I'm falling on my knees,
F C D E
I'm blinded, Lord, and I can't see...
Chorus
G D A
So Lord, I surrender all!
C G D Dsus A
I lay my life down at your feet.
G F Am
Oh Lord, You've rescued me again!
C Dsus D Dsus D E
I lift my voice and I sing forevermore...
G D Dsus D E
Lord, I surrender all!
Verse 2
Oh Lord, will you hear my cry?
It's raining on me but my soul is dry...
Betrayed once more, I've lost my way,
Nothing left but to plead and say,
Chorus
Verse 3
And now, You've picked me up,
Held me close and filled my cup,
Now Lord, I'll reign with you,
Anchored steadfast, to your word so true!
Chorus
Chorus (slow)
Ending line:
C/G Dsus D E
Lord, I surrender all...
Distancing...
Just was thinking about some things.. and thought this poem was very accurate.
Where the Mind is Without Fear - Rabindranath Tagore
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
Indeed...
The Fallen 09
Drink from the sepulchre cup
That is with yellow and black stained
In voracious greed we sup
Wait for the eviscerating rain
And it is blissful and cool
Washing away our strife
Yet it is we who are the fools
Who see not the flashing knife...
Choices
Forswearing it all,
Loss shall supervene-
Yet to parse this hall
Of intermingled scenes...
Libra tilting to the right
Strong arm takes the bowstring
Turning your face to the light
And hearing the arrow ring
Libra tilting to the left
Weak arm flapping behind
Breaking away from the bereft
Waving farewell to the unkind
Libra balancing straight
Two arms thus conjoin
Pointing forth to berate
Clasping a golden coin
Forswearing again
Seeking Fortune's toss
Heads or tails, it remains
None shall be fake gloss
The Fallen 08
A fiery cry
An ashen sky
Ask yourself why
Yet no reply
The well's run dry
Gaze and descry
An ashen sky
A fiery cry
Shades of Purple 01
The stygian night's ambuscade
A fey maudlin complement
To the Panglossian rising red
That supervenes the diffident
And that copacetic perspicacity
What, that luculent oblation
Given over to purblind temerity
This pestiferous tintinnabulation
So rises this circumambient corpuscle
Flowing forth, a mellifluous cavalcade
As we wade through this incongruous treacle
Around us perforce evinces a shade
Light Purple
Polarity
We are demised and we are arisen
An utter bizarre superposition
We are remembered and we are forgot
That is our ever oscillating lot
Ever reaching out yet still holding back
Think it nobler to torture on the rack
Melancholy or bright vivacity
Not a bare matter of simplicity
We have won the battle and lost the war
Crawling onward, wounds festering and raw
The Fallen 07
- dedicated to AC db8 team 1
Two went to battle
Only one returned
And that single word
That painfully burned
Drunk on victory
Reaching that great cup
In stupor they fell
Now their time is up
Pour the worth of four
Now ever with haste
Moiling even more
Let none go to waste
Two went to battle
Only one returned
So then time will tell
Was the lesson learnt
The Fallen 06
You see us coming
And you altogether run for cover
Arising hubris
Scattered debris
Eddy and swirl
Hands ever whirl
You see us coming
And you altogether run
Fear the coming storm
Disaster's temperament reborn
A gnawing grinding pain
With no soothing rain
You see us coming
And you
What might have been
Interminable question
Chance of being unseen
Ephemeral regression
You see us coming
Balance
Tipping the scales
Shift to one side
Keeping it all real
Take you for a ride
Leading them on
Or a genuine smile
Go, going, now gone
Down that whitewashed aisle
Holding all back
A reticence so cold
Come, come, in a stack
Shut away till gray and old
Judge jury executioner
Torrential redoubler
The Fallen 05
Waiting for your death
Anticipation
Watching for the rest
No satisfaction
No blaze of glory
No bed of roses
Gather your army
Victory's yet reverse
Sometimes it seems like
It only rains on me...
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