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 Sep 2020
Mohd Arshad
When the poetry of earth rings
Beats my heart
092020

Faith isn't about competition,
We don't run this race to compare one's self to one another,
We don't run and bump each other.
We're not to offend those who fall and backslide,
We don't condemn people as the Spirit brings conviction.

But instead, we give a hand to the lost,
We should be building up each other
Instead of tearing each other down.

We run from the very beginning
'Coz we know what kind of battle we're facing,
And it's a battle against ourselves --
A battle with our own flesh
That will also soon die
And shall return into dust.

We live by grace
And we don't need to pretend we've never lied,
For in this world, everything is permissible
But not everything is beneficial.
So we choose our battle wisely,
We aim the target of not falling away
And remaining in what we've started --
Remaining in faith.

We fall and we rise;
But we are forgiven,
We are in Christ.
So we should no longer live in sin,
For sin has no hold on us
When Jesus becomes enough for us.

And like Jesus whose eyes are fixed on the Father,
We challenge ourselves each day,
To live a life with purpose,
With meaning and with hope --
That one day, we'll also rise
As we always proclaim by faith;
We'll also rise as Jesus did!
Glory and honor and power to the One who we're exalting!
 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
It tickles my skin,
Queasy in the stomach,
Heart gets this anguish soreness feel,
Eyes water,
Brain runs into error.
 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
Grab my hand tight as we travel the galaxy
Zoned and in-tuned,
But the feeling feels right,
Especially when you’re close.
I met you at this party, and I was irresistibly consumed.  
I want to show you the world you’ve been missing all this time.
I’ll be your tour guide,
Lead you to the depth of what goes on inside 5am on a dark summer night.
It’s a different feeling.
If our worlds collided I wouldn't dare close my eyes,
 Aug 2020
Mohd Arshad
Loneliness
Is
A
Sweet
Thing
To
Be
Loved
When
Covid-19
Is out for the hunt...........
 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
You said you'd be home, where are you?
...

There's warm bread in the oven,
Cooked collard greens on the ***,
Roasted sweet corn and stewed pork meat.
Sweet peas on the side, just how you like it.

I threw in dry wood so that the fireplace stays in heat.

...

I've waited two whole hours, the candles have burned out. I placed the cheesecake back in the fridge and drunk the last bit of red wine.

Surely, one day, you'll return.
And when you do, there'll be a hot meal waiting for you.
 Aug 2020
Latiaaa
I weep and told you I always said I was the reflection of you.
God wanted me to breathe the air you breathed.
I cried for us to be together.
Don't do it for our parents, do it for us.
We were here to agree to disagree.
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