This poem's about a lesson,
I'll never ever regret.
I learned it from my Father,
to beware of give to get.
A lesson He carefully taught me,
when giving there is a threat.
The danger of secret return,
so beware of give to get.
Don't look to fill your bosom,
with Blessings you surely expect.
Your giving was trade disguised,
must beware of give to get.
Don't expect the windows to open,
keep track of invisible debt.
Cheerfully give if in your heart,
and beware of give to get.
I learned my lesson wisely,
a Blessing I'll never forget.
It'll stay with me forever,
It's beware of give to get.
The thing I'll do the most,
when kingdom is ready and set.
Is give and give some more,
I'll beware of give to get.
As king I'll give my citizens,
my love that never will quit.
No thought or sign of return,
will beware of give to get.
As king I'll rule in heaven,
and on my throne I'll sit.
I learned the art of giving,
to beware of give to get.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
Monday, May 19, 2008
"If I Only Knew"
If I only knew Jesus loves me,
I'd Bless and thank Him each day.
If I only knew about angels,
I'd ask them to pave out my way.
If I only knew I'd go to heaven,
I'd start living it now in my mind.
If I only knew how to pray,
it'll be something I'd do all the time.
If I only knew God was with me,
I'd know I was not left alone.
If I only knew about glory,
I'd be anxious for crown and my throne.
If I only knew about Holiness,
I'd bathe in its great glowing light.
If I only knew how to love,
I'd do it with all of my might.
If I only knew about greatness,
I'd never settle for less.
If I only knew what to do,
I'd do it and make it my best.
If I only knew I'd live forever,
I'd laugh at death in its face.
If I only knew of judgment,
I'd ask God to please take my place.
If I only knew about giving,
I'd be Blessed above all the fray.
If I only knew how to serve,
I'd live in a much noble way.
If I only knew about power,
I'd grab it and never let go.
If I only knew about patience,
I'd slow down and take it real slow.
If I only knew about forgiving,
I'd done it a long time ago.
If I only knew about character,
I'd know it's the best way to grow.
If I only knew my talents,
I'd share them and help all I can.
If I only knew about wisdom,
I'd know that the kingdom's at hand.
If I only knew how to help,
I'd pitch in to lighten a load.
If I only knew to obey,
I'd do all I was commanded and told.
If I only knew myself,
I'd know why I act as I do.
If I only knew my God,
I'd know His promises are true.
If I only knew my future,
I'd stop wasting all of my time.
If I only knew a little faith,
I'd know it'll work out just fine.
If I only knew about heaven,
I'd prepare for it early not late.
If I only knew about rulership,
I'd be anxious and couldn't hardly wait.
If I only knew salvation,
I'd know my soul is still lost.
If I only knew about hell,
I'd avoid it no matter the cost.
If I only knew my soul,
I'd know I was seriously sick.
If I only knew I didn't know,
I'd learn about life really quick.
If I only knew I was blind,
I'd ask God for sight just to see.
If I only knew myself,
I'd know what's going on inside me.
If I only knew I'd win,
I'd put up a much better fight.
If I only knew how to grow,
I'd do it each day and each night.
If I only knew THAT knowledge,
I'd then know all the facts.
If I only knew understanding,
I'd know what's holding me back.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
I'd Bless and thank Him each day.
If I only knew about angels,
I'd ask them to pave out my way.
If I only knew I'd go to heaven,
I'd start living it now in my mind.
If I only knew how to pray,
it'll be something I'd do all the time.
If I only knew God was with me,
I'd know I was not left alone.
If I only knew about glory,
I'd be anxious for crown and my throne.
If I only knew about Holiness,
I'd bathe in its great glowing light.
If I only knew how to love,
I'd do it with all of my might.
If I only knew about greatness,
I'd never settle for less.
If I only knew what to do,
I'd do it and make it my best.
If I only knew I'd live forever,
I'd laugh at death in its face.
If I only knew of judgment,
I'd ask God to please take my place.
If I only knew about giving,
I'd be Blessed above all the fray.
If I only knew how to serve,
I'd live in a much noble way.
If I only knew about power,
I'd grab it and never let go.
If I only knew about patience,
I'd slow down and take it real slow.
If I only knew about forgiving,
I'd done it a long time ago.
If I only knew about character,
I'd know it's the best way to grow.
If I only knew my talents,
I'd share them and help all I can.
If I only knew about wisdom,
I'd know that the kingdom's at hand.
If I only knew how to help,
I'd pitch in to lighten a load.
If I only knew to obey,
I'd do all I was commanded and told.
If I only knew myself,
I'd know why I act as I do.
If I only knew my God,
I'd know His promises are true.
If I only knew my future,
I'd stop wasting all of my time.
If I only knew a little faith,
I'd know it'll work out just fine.
If I only knew about heaven,
I'd prepare for it early not late.
If I only knew about rulership,
I'd be anxious and couldn't hardly wait.
If I only knew salvation,
I'd know my soul is still lost.
If I only knew about hell,
I'd avoid it no matter the cost.
If I only knew my soul,
I'd know I was seriously sick.
If I only knew I didn't know,
I'd learn about life really quick.
If I only knew I was blind,
I'd ask God for sight just to see.
If I only knew myself,
I'd know what's going on inside me.
If I only knew I'd win,
I'd put up a much better fight.
If I only knew how to grow,
I'd do it each day and each night.
If I only knew THAT knowledge,
I'd then know all the facts.
If I only knew understanding,
I'd know what's holding me back.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
"Pain Of Judgment"
This poem's about a pain,
the worst I ever felt.
The loss of just one soul,
my heart would quickly melt.
A pain I tried to hide,
and hope no one would see.
A pain that robbed my joy,
a pain that stole my glee.
A pain that hurt me badly,
like nothing had before.
A pain with sorrow heart,
it hurt me to the core.
A pain so deeply felt,
a pain I can't describe.
A pain I'll always remember,
a pain I had inside.
A pain that came with judgment,
a pain I knew so well.
A pain I had to bear,
when sentencing to hell.
A pain that's right and lawful,
that justice would require.
A pain to see their face,
when cast into the fire.
A pain that followed verdict,
a pain of greatly cost.
A pain that came each time,
I knew a soul was lost.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
the worst I ever felt.
The loss of just one soul,
my heart would quickly melt.
A pain I tried to hide,
and hope no one would see.
A pain that robbed my joy,
a pain that stole my glee.
A pain that hurt me badly,
like nothing had before.
A pain with sorrow heart,
it hurt me to the core.
A pain so deeply felt,
a pain I can't describe.
A pain I'll always remember,
a pain I had inside.
A pain that came with judgment,
a pain I knew so well.
A pain I had to bear,
when sentencing to hell.
A pain that's right and lawful,
that justice would require.
A pain to see their face,
when cast into the fire.
A pain that followed verdict,
a pain of greatly cost.
A pain that came each time,
I knew a soul was lost.
© 2005 Terry Goss Holy Poems.org
Sunday, May 18, 2008
All about Choices
When I was still young, I found it easy to deal with everything... All I worry about was how to get ACE on my subjects, how to keep my scholarship and how to keep my parents proud. I would only cry over something that's too petty like not going to an overnight swimming with my classmates or to hike at Mt. Makiling because my parents wouldn't allow me to. I could still remember my tantrums when my Mom and Dad didn't sign my waiver to go to my Girl Scout camping. But after a week or two, I was okay and fine as if nothing happened.
I started to be independent when I was 18. I stayed in a dormitory approximately 2 hour drive from home. It was my parents preference because I'd always got sick with the travel time to the University. I was on my 2nd year College then.
I learned in life, for you to be able to keep up, you must mingle with the different types of people. I grew up in a conservative family. My parents don't have vices. College life was a breakthrough to accept change. Everything's different. I met a gay couple who used to live in the same house I was. At first, I felt it was such a moral disgrace. Growing up as a Catholic Christian, I felt they were sinners. But the guys really rock my world. They taught me being gay is just an acceptance of who they really are. Falling inlove with the same sex is unconditional. Come to think of it, it is... I also met a high-end prostitute who used to be in my class. She was pretty and all that. Before I didn't understand why'd she do that. Then I came to realize, it was her choice to finish College. I got friends who were addicted to shabu and marijuana. They'd usually party before our exams and Parliamentary procedure recital. Some of them did that before our Theatrical performance. It was when I realized, it would make them feel confident and face rejections.
I remember this friend in my my first year high. She's really an epitome of beauty and brains. She grew up in States, and enrolled in our University because she had a traumatic past back there. She had a boyfriend who was also our classmate. They were together until we graduated. She went back to the US after graduation. She said she'd just need to work harder so that she could pay for the lot she wanted them to live in when they settle down. But I heard they didn't end up together. Infact, the guy is happily married now. I didn't understand what else could that guy ask for? He almost had it all. She's a total catch!
It was when I realized people make their own choices. With the gay couple, it was their choice why they'd chose to be with the same sex. They'd express themselves freely with one another. They broke up before they graduated, but they remained friends until now. With the high-end prostitute, teething was her way to survive College. Now, she's a prominent lawyer. With my addicted friends, partying made them surpass our not-so-easy exams and shows. They made it to College and became successful Entrepenuers. With my friend in first year high, it was her choice to leave for the states to buy the lot of her dreams in the expense of her own happiness. She's still single by choice, and successful business woman. With the guy, it was his choice to chose someone who would stand up for him through richer and in poorer. Maybe, he was looking for a deeper meaning of relationship.
Funny thing about choices is once you make them, you have to live with them. You gotta embrace them. Never look back for it would only hurt you so bad...
Pause.
Maybe it's time for me to reassess the situation... Gotta make my own choice! Whatever it is, I'd make sure, it's for my own sake... And I won't regret.
I started to be independent when I was 18. I stayed in a dormitory approximately 2 hour drive from home. It was my parents preference because I'd always got sick with the travel time to the University. I was on my 2nd year College then.
I learned in life, for you to be able to keep up, you must mingle with the different types of people. I grew up in a conservative family. My parents don't have vices. College life was a breakthrough to accept change. Everything's different. I met a gay couple who used to live in the same house I was. At first, I felt it was such a moral disgrace. Growing up as a Catholic Christian, I felt they were sinners. But the guys really rock my world. They taught me being gay is just an acceptance of who they really are. Falling inlove with the same sex is unconditional. Come to think of it, it is... I also met a high-end prostitute who used to be in my class. She was pretty and all that. Before I didn't understand why'd she do that. Then I came to realize, it was her choice to finish College. I got friends who were addicted to shabu and marijuana. They'd usually party before our exams and Parliamentary procedure recital. Some of them did that before our Theatrical performance. It was when I realized, it would make them feel confident and face rejections.
I remember this friend in my my first year high. She's really an epitome of beauty and brains. She grew up in States, and enrolled in our University because she had a traumatic past back there. She had a boyfriend who was also our classmate. They were together until we graduated. She went back to the US after graduation. She said she'd just need to work harder so that she could pay for the lot she wanted them to live in when they settle down. But I heard they didn't end up together. Infact, the guy is happily married now. I didn't understand what else could that guy ask for? He almost had it all. She's a total catch!
It was when I realized people make their own choices. With the gay couple, it was their choice why they'd chose to be with the same sex. They'd express themselves freely with one another. They broke up before they graduated, but they remained friends until now. With the high-end prostitute, teething was her way to survive College. Now, she's a prominent lawyer. With my addicted friends, partying made them surpass our not-so-easy exams and shows. They made it to College and became successful Entrepenuers. With my friend in first year high, it was her choice to leave for the states to buy the lot of her dreams in the expense of her own happiness. She's still single by choice, and successful business woman. With the guy, it was his choice to chose someone who would stand up for him through richer and in poorer. Maybe, he was looking for a deeper meaning of relationship.
Funny thing about choices is once you make them, you have to live with them. You gotta embrace them. Never look back for it would only hurt you so bad...
Pause.
Maybe it's time for me to reassess the situation... Gotta make my own choice! Whatever it is, I'd make sure, it's for my own sake... And I won't regret.
Friday, May 16, 2008
A, B, C
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Accept. Expect the unexpected. Let universe do the works.
Leave. Ignore. Just get out. Move on...
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Love Remembrance
I sit quietly in my winter garden
Holding your Love in my finger tips
I breathe in the cool, crisp air and I feel content
For I know that you will always adore me despite our differences
The frozen silence swirling around me brings peace to my heart
And lulls me deeper into complacency
I drift into a drowsy half-sleep and
Fragmented images of you begin passing through my mind
A timeless trance
A brush of shadows moving across my face
Patterns of your discontent dance in the wind-teased winter leaves around my feet
And a vague unease begins to scratch at the velvet overlay of delusion I shroud myself in
As I sleep
Your soul became a growing tsunami fighting against my neglect for your needs
Anger so all-encompassing it has no focus
Over endless white snow through endless white fog
Your ghost runs beside me along with memories of the times I came to my garden to forget
The times we spent in endless strife
We stare at each other through our spirit-eyes
The dead silence between us running deep
We move in our own separate solitudes, turning in on ourselves in a grim struggle to maintain our sanity
Becoming so far removed from each other
I cannot understand what you desperately need from me
Disturbed deeply by these visions
I stumble
Lost in this chaotic whirl
My illusion that you could never leave me turns cold
And forever winter nights run across my soul
Grief, rage and accusations flow out of me, until my tears calm into quiet acceptance
At last I awake and chide my empty fingers
For your love is truly gone from my hands
And now love remembrance is all I have left.
--M.D Burke
Holding your Love in my finger tips
I breathe in the cool, crisp air and I feel content
For I know that you will always adore me despite our differences
The frozen silence swirling around me brings peace to my heart
And lulls me deeper into complacency
I drift into a drowsy half-sleep and
Fragmented images of you begin passing through my mind
A timeless trance
A brush of shadows moving across my face
Patterns of your discontent dance in the wind-teased winter leaves around my feet
And a vague unease begins to scratch at the velvet overlay of delusion I shroud myself in
As I sleep
Your soul became a growing tsunami fighting against my neglect for your needs
Anger so all-encompassing it has no focus
Over endless white snow through endless white fog
Your ghost runs beside me along with memories of the times I came to my garden to forget
The times we spent in endless strife
We stare at each other through our spirit-eyes
The dead silence between us running deep
We move in our own separate solitudes, turning in on ourselves in a grim struggle to maintain our sanity
Becoming so far removed from each other
I cannot understand what you desperately need from me
Disturbed deeply by these visions
I stumble
Lost in this chaotic whirl
My illusion that you could never leave me turns cold
And forever winter nights run across my soul
Grief, rage and accusations flow out of me, until my tears calm into quiet acceptance
At last I awake and chide my empty fingers
For your love is truly gone from my hands
And now love remembrance is all I have left.
--M.D Burke
Grays & Tears
Do you remember me?
I am the light and illusion flickering around you
Fading into an indistinct existence
This was once my place
Do you still feel my love?
A mélange of passions shaded in grays and tears
Diminishing into an undefined splatter of reality
I reach out across the astral plane
Take a leap of faith!
I am here for you again
My soul manifests
As a pronounced fascination of sentiments
Dimension and time converging around us
I'm right here
You just have to believe
Wreathed in an elegant nimbus of remembrance
My soul arches in a graceful ascent above the moon cast sky
How is it you cannot see me?
Compelled by love
My spirit rests here beside you
Imprinted in elaborations of unseen eons
I await your awakening, my Love...
--M.D. Burke
I am the light and illusion flickering around you
Fading into an indistinct existence
This was once my place
Do you still feel my love?
A mélange of passions shaded in grays and tears
Diminishing into an undefined splatter of reality
I reach out across the astral plane
Take a leap of faith!
I am here for you again
My soul manifests
As a pronounced fascination of sentiments
Dimension and time converging around us
I'm right here
You just have to believe
Wreathed in an elegant nimbus of remembrance
My soul arches in a graceful ascent above the moon cast sky
How is it you cannot see me?
Compelled by love
My spirit rests here beside you
Imprinted in elaborations of unseen eons
I await your awakening, my Love...
--M.D. Burke
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