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Rangzeb Hussain Oct 2010
NOTE*  -  *The largest animal in Great Britain, a red stag named Emperor who stood over 9ft tall, was last night shot dead by a trophy hunter. The antlers of the majestic deer are highly prized, and after pictures of the stag appeared in the national press last week, the animal was tracked and killed in Exmoor, Devon.



These mist covered mountains of the highlands,
‘twas here that I once freely wandered upon nature’s pasture grounds,
Now I lie shrouded in the mournful fog of the lowlands,
‘twas here that I was met by a pack of bone breaking hounds.

The fresh dew upon the harvest of autumn’s final flowering,
‘twas here that I chewed the grass of sweet nature’s offering,
Now I grow cold upon the ground where I was stalked by dark doom,
‘twas here that I left life’s rocky way under a hunter’s moon.

The air of the early morn moor with the sky above my dome,
‘twas here that I ran and with joy loved and royally roamed,
Now my legs will nevermore click or clack over my domain fenced with tree gates,
‘twas here that I wooed and won my shy majestic mate.

She, my queen of the green woodlands, she was my wife and my empire,
‘twas here that we romanced in the fading summer’s fire,
Our charming child, my princess of these grassy hills now cloaked in shade,
‘twas here that she saw her father the monarch in death finally fade.

In the chorus of the dancing dawn awakening upon the horizon’s golden rhyme,
‘twas here that I sang the tune that will drum till the end of nature’s time,
They will come with stakes and wood and cross and bow me to the beams,
‘twas here where they hacked and tore off my enchanted crown of weeping dreams.

The scent of the freshly mown grass mingles with the green pine,
‘twas here that I drank the perfume and nectar of the divine,
My eyes glaze, my breathing falters, my clay chills, my soul no more sings,
‘twas here that I finally returned to the hands of my Beloved, the eternal King.

"...I shall now graze upon the sacred acres of my Creator,
I shall frolic and run free in the tender fields of endless splendour..."




©Rangzeb Hussain
Sayer May 2013
with a knife dipped in crimson fire
i murdered the red sky

(the doors of platinum)
twas god twas saul twas garden blue

what to be like a semi
i x actl y know what i knew

the blue waters of the earth could not
cleanse the pitch-black night

the riders of paul saw
saul dancing in the moonlight

and chirst he was a beautiful man
more beautiful than the secret diamonds of the universe

to take it into account of beauty of peace
its lie a thousand times over roll over the kids

whatta joke he tells me
with a blue glass blink to his eye

green three times two times five over a million
brings me here

you're humble i know
pray for me

saul or whoever cracks his knuckles and waits
thomas has to forgive again

mary was a symbol and judas hung
for it all

we all hang once in a while
over and over

to be through the bleeding doors the cracks
of the doors of platinum

step inside
and you'll never return

don't look back
or everything will disappear

but by chirst jesus the lord almighty god (jesus christ)
*it already has
Something different
this time around
Odd Odyssey Poet Nov 2019
Twas Sweet of sweet losing it's touch of love,
a synic course of nature forcing hungry more to starve.

Twas man who fell bringing down the world with him,
and being that it was planned, no other man would have dream.

Twas age who neitherless took the time to wait,
for Death who preyed upon the old and weak to put our lives at stake.

Heed to such words, and what tales the tell.
Ringing to your ears like an old church Bell.

For twas jealousy that man cast a stone to ****,
And his sin had only a price for another death to pay the bill.

Twas to be a son a sacrifice to prove his love,
And the new life was only through his Blood.

Twas a dying Tree that he died upon,
nailed on it till his life was gone.
And had left this world before the rise of Dawn.

But the lion could not be slain,
and by Jesus name, his rise was now that came.

Twas when the Earth had shook,
the Heaven's had cried.
For it was Truth,
the Risen King had no longer died.


Twas when man looked to the sky,
the skies begun to shine.
For the man once had him to deny,
But now was the time.

For the fallen Son had risen.
All sins were forgiven.

For he was risen,
the man of flesh,
For twas it Jesus.
Twas he who was risen.