Skip to main content

Classic Poems

 

THE GLORY OF TRIALS 


Every trial is a blessing,

Even though the pain lingering;

His ways and His will shinning,

You don’t  have to keep on whining.



MOVING GOD’S HANDS


Loving is the key,

Bending on the knee;

Praying for the need;

A harvest from the seed.




POWER IN THE WORD


God’s Word heals,

Even when we miss our meals.

Not like the rolling wheels;

He conquers all ills!



ETERNAL REST 


Heaven with streets of gold;

Dwelling place of the patriarchs Of old.

A haven for those who are bold,

But a danger zone for those who are cold!




DELIGHTING IN HIS MERCY 


We are favored by His mercy,

Although, sometimes, we feel hazy;

Yet, the Lord is always ready,

To give us something daily! 



All  poems written by Ewoma.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Scars Of Success...

 Can you show me some scars? As you reached for the stars; Maybe you did all you could, you know what I’m talking about. When you were trodden down in pain; Negotiating your way to the heights of fame and glory! But you wish your journey was a bit more pleasant;  Not laden with the shame that tried to pull you down. Yet you fought your way through the thorns and thistles of life; Wavering and staggering up the ladder of success; Each step stronger than the previous one; Pushing up, up and up until you reached the highest wrung at the pinnacle. Then suddenly your view changes; As you can now see from the heights you have attained;  How far down you have come up from, and yet how small figures of uncertainty seem to you at that moment. Then suddenly, you must realize that for every applause and accolade you have received; There’s a God behind the scenes orchestrating events in your favor, So you can fulfill every written code in the journal of destiny; Remembering to always...
1 comment
Read more

GOLD IN THE MIDST OF CHAOS!

Al as, we came back, Through thick groves and swampy forests, We made it through the dark nights, And the street lights; Only to step to the other side, To find something more precious than the calamity that threatened the tide. All wrapped up in a cozy film; And to the delight of our souls; we would have given up the parade, Unless we had stopped to consider the length of the charade! But all through this, it was worth the ride, Well prepared, was the feast on our side, Into the mist which threatened to overwhelm our sight! We tried, but it seemed we had failed; Several times, over and over again; our hearts lurched in the adventures of time, Only then to realise  we were at the very brink of discovery- At dusk, standing face to face with stark reality; We had finally found precious gold right there in the midst of chaos! Written by Ewoma
Post a Comment
Read more

Africa Arise!

Africa, The land flowing with milk and honey, Strictly laden with gemstones and money And decorated with treasures beyond the human imagination, Yet steeped in squalor and poverty! What? Why, oh why? Do you weep at dawn? And pretend you have no food to eat? You have been dressed with the vast elements of the earth, Sunk deep below the thoughts of human reach In the beginning, You were given all the wisdom you need to wade through the storms of adversity, But you look outside yourselves,  For meager incomes coming from beneath your intellectual and spiritual heights You have been subdued, Time and time and time and time again, Because you have refused to conquer the one that put you to flight and agony Your inner self, veiled with the sounds of time, Only to wake up, to the crude shock, That you stand on the threshold of eternity! Oh Africa! Look inside yourself once again, There in lies the solutions, you desperately seek. For God do...
Post a Comment
Read more