Claiming Victory
‘It’s not real….’ It’s not real…..’ I need to remind myself again and again while struggling with the recent development of auditory hallucinations and my indispensable visit to the ER. Trying to shape my mind, in accordance with the real world, is my first step in claiming victory over it. Then, training my mind to
My Long Lost Poem
Seeking only you for now Knowing Everything is in you What a joy living a life To see your greatness To feel your love and care To see the Almighty in work. Angels kept a guard with sword on me All your creatures praise you You gave me a life To praise you till my
Insecurity and Chronic Hope
“Jesus…Jesus, heal my father…I’m afraid.” (Repeating over and over again) They were very nervous … needing solace. I saw them crying – tears running down their smooth cheek. Yet there’s no time to wipe them off. The situation got worsened – I dropped down on our bedroom floor. With their mother, they are helping me
Hide Me In Your Cloak
In extreme weather where I lived Fiery-frigid waves appalled me My scarred head’s been cold In the dungeon of suffering Hide me in your cloak My cloak has been shabby now Left here in cold and nakedness Yet I wouldn’t flee from you My heart’s yearning for you Hide me in your cloak People can
Finding Rest by the Roadside
On the way, I need to rest as soon as possible. I can sense an uninvited aura in me. But just can’t, I’m driving on a busy road. It is the second time it had happened to me during that month. The traffic is moving slowly which gave me time to react. However, it’s hard
Lost In My Own Mind
Getting lost in my own mind My eyes deceiving me worst Bungling in my familiar places My body fainting abruptly Drooping me on the floor And I sat alone as I saw none. All sounds echoing from afar My kids chatting at a distance The gong sounded inside me Tingling me fear over my body
Tell Me Why
“Dad, why are you getting sick most of the time?” gently asked my four-year-old girl. We were waiting for her school bus, nearby the busy roadside, early in the morning. Some parents dropped their children to school. I need to go slow on my driving spree. It was obvious that my child was sometimes envious
Growing Up
When I was born I make everyone happy When I was one I took my first steps When I was two I am messing all around When I was three I am ready for school When I was four I am hardly myself I’ll be what you teach me This is a piece of note
He Cares for Me
When the day is getting over, And the daylight is fading; Darkness drawing upon me. I know my Savior’s here with me. Oh yes, he cares, he cares for me. In the land, I have no control over me. My Savior cares for me! I must have dictated these lines to my seven-year-old boy. He’s
Two Person Inside Me
‘Dad, you know, I’m trying very hard.’ ‘Yes, I knew it. And we need to keep trying.’ We were talking about trying to be a good person. However, there is no word to describe, succinctly, the task of keeping the good and bad side of us in balance. It’s a pity when my children, like
