Making Jesus Famous - Hello Poetry

Feb 20

The Poetic Architect

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As I watch the Sun bleed,
The oceans went through my eyes —
The deep ocean, diving in my soul
Driving and cleansing every dirt I envision.

I had no hold for tomorrow
Nor I had no idea what will come next.
And yet my hope is in the Sun’s rising again.
My hope isn’t hidden, it will soon be captured.

The image as shut my entity’s door
Becomes the image of a robe in white…
The reddish ribbons in deep wounds,
The spiky thorn in the Sun’s crown.

Tearing all in the mention of a Name —
A name higher than the stars in space,
Higher than the galaxies discovered,
Higher than the infinities no one could ever measure.

#jesus #resurrection #salvation

Nov 2022

The Poetic Architect

Gospel at Night

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Today —
There is a night to reflect on,
As there is a day to celebrate it:
It is love that is pain,
The unspeakable joy
Of the heart of a revolution.

And here —
In this world of cruel men,
It is to love
That is meant to suffer.
And so when you love
with all your heart
with all your soul,
with all your mind
with all your strength.

So is the suffering —
Ever sweeter than the water
Deeper than the well,
Dug into the earth
Where the prophets walked.

But we can die
A hundred times on the Cross,
For there is no love
That does not heal death,
And sanctified is this sky
Under which such a thing as love
blooms.

Risen, we live
When in suffering, we die.
Loving such is the gospel of love
And so we contemplate tonight.

Nov 2022

The Poetic Architect

Breath in My 28th

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Bless the Lord, oh my soul
From the beginning of time,
And beforehand of everything that exists,
There You are —
You’re the Breathe who creates.

I was treasured by Your affection
Even in my mother’s womb,
You call me and draw me near
Despite flaws and imperfections.

I run the race You’ve paved,
And there, I got my battle scars
But my strength, my joy comes not from this world,
Your peace You give to my dying heart.

Praise You put on my lips,
And every moment treasured
In the bending of my knees.
What shall it profit me, oh Lord?
If I gain so much of this world
And then refused and neglected
Such a great salvation!

My inner thoughts, come in
In my mind palace, I’m throwing a party
Just for You and me
Your attention I seek,
Your anointing I thirst,
Your presence I long.

#birthday

Nov 2022

The Poetic Architect

Looking Up to You

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The more I am afraid, the more that I tremble;
But the more I will look up to You.
So teach me to truly number my days,
That I count them not by the works of my hands
But by the breath of Your Spirit in me.

In my weakness, pour Your grace.
While Your love, let it be blanket to my soul.
Oh how much I fear and tremble before You
All my weapons and crowns
I lay down before You.

I surrender my whole self
And when I boast,
Let me boast of Your goodness
Let no lies come out of my mouth
But let me sing how great You are.

#jesus #faith #love #trust #hope

Nov 2022

The Poetic Architect

Shine

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Shine, you will shine
I will strive til it’s my time
Shine, You will shine
I rest on You, I trust in You

Oh how beautiful it is to walk with You
For all of my days, oh Lord…
I gain confidence in You each day
You take good care of my soul.

From the start, You were there with me
In the storms, You are my strong tower
At the highest peak of a mountaintop
I will still shout Your Name

#love #jesus #faith #brilliance

Jan 2022

The Poetic Architect

I Will Still Believe

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Everywhere is a trap
Rages of fire against me,
Taunting me and haunting me,
Everywhere I go,
Enemies surround me.

I look up at the Sky
For it’s the only place I can hide.
I look up with my heart out,
With this heavy feeling, I surrender.

Invisible in my eyes
And yet I continue to believe
And I won’t stop believing
That my God will rescue me.

My soul may be devoured for now
But I will be set free
Their bows they will let go,
Their arrows will not touch me.

The threats they speak against us
Are made known to my Master
I will never back down
Because my God is with me.

Nov 2021

The Poetic Architect

Mga Puwang at Patlang

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May mga gabing kukuha tayo ng pluma’t
Kakatha ng mga himig sa ating isipang
Itinuturing nating mga bala’t sandata
Laban sa mga nanghihimasok na mga ideolohiyang
Kumikitil sa ating nag-aalab na mga pangarap.

At may mga gabing
Isusulsi pa rin natin nang magdamagan
Ang mga alaalang pinunit ng kasaysayan.
At siguro nga’y wala na rin tayong
Ibang kuwentong maiaambag pa.
Marahil ang lahat ay maging tuldok
Bilang panimula’t pangwakas.

Kusa ang ating pagtiklop
Bagama’t manhid na tayo
Sa malamig na pag-ihip at pagsipol
Ng bumubugang panahon.

At maghahagilap pa rin tayo ng dahilan
Sa bawat puwang, sa bawat patlang
Na bumabalandra sa ating harapan
Sa bawat pagkabit sa araw
Na parang mga parol pagsapit ng kapaskuhan.

At siguro nga’y magugulat tayo
Sa paparating na sorpresa
Na hindi na tadhana ang may akda.
Na baka bukas o sa makalawa’y
Ibang lenggwahe na ang ating binibigkas
At ang ating mga kasuota’y
Mapupuno ng mga palamuting
Pinili at tunay ngang may basbas.

Oct 2021

The Poetic Architect

Nature Does It For Me

Your rays are the strength on my dying bones,
And You cry the tears my eyes won’t shed.

Jul 2014

Christos Andreas Kourtis

Great Architect

Forgive me my Lord
for the fever takes me over
I can't think to write
I feel like I am dying

The numbness in my body
is in unison with my mind
I am crippled at this point
yet I will write as much as you will

Your sun shines through my window
yet you know I am broken inside
so I will not pity the foolish me
called once again to be by your side

I did what you asked of me
all the wrongs you wanted
to your loving light
I do drift back again

And if they ask why
why I came back to your sky
smile my love at them
say, what is willed will be done

Oh father and mother
great architect of light
who granted me wings
asking me to now take flight

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jul 2014

JK Cabresos

CHRIST-must

CHRISTMAS* is not only *FOR GIVING
but it is also about FORGIVING.

Jul 2014

Anderson Ritchie

Christ Crucified.

IN a state of brokenness,
With hands tied I look to you,
My souls waters stirred,
My Saviour,
beaten, and I'm ashamed.
My Saviour,
slain for my sins,
and I'm ashamed,
I'm ashamed.

Christ Crucified,
put to death,
a death which set me free,
Now, I'm free,
free forever in him.

Unyielding love,
he called me from the darkness,
his purpose for me to live,
for me to survive,
and in him, Thrive.

My soul untied,
by the saviour who died
my hands purified,
by the man who died,
My heart sanctified,
by the Son who died.

He broke my chains,
he conquered my shame,
he led me to light,
he showed me how to love,
he revealed me to myself,
unmasked, unashamed,
I am free,
set free by the man who died for me.

I'm in awe,
beauteous amazement,
I'm in praise of him,
king of kings,
I'm in worship of him,
the lord of lords,
standing in awe of him,
the risen king.

Jul 2014

Richard Crashaw

Christ Crucified

Thy restless feet now cannot go
  For us and our eternal good,
As they were ever wont. What though
  They swim, alas! in their own flood?

Thy hands to give Thou canst not lift,
  Yet will Thy hand still giving be;
It gives, but O, itself’s the gift!
  It gives tho’ bound, tho’ bound ’tis free!

Jul 2014

Robert Blankenship

Christ Lives

Christ the living saviour
Once died upon the cross
He willingly gave his life
For men like us , Lost

He was tortured , beaten, mocked
Then nailed upon the tree
This great pain he endured
For men like you and me

Upon the cross he hung
A spear ****** into his side
Father please forgive them
Are words our saviour cried

A crown of painful thorns
Was pressed upon his head
His blood flowed down his body
Till the saviour at last was dead

A thief hung on his left
A thief hung on his right
When Christ gave up the ghost
The day was turned to night

Placed into a borrowed tomb
His body laid as if it were froze
Then just as he had promised
On the third day he arose

With victory over death
He came forth from the grave
With victory over death
That men through faith in him be saved

He showed himself to many
Then to heaven he did ascend
An angel said to those present
This same Christ you shall see again

To the earth he shall return
The words written they are true
Christ he is coming back
For men like me and you