JAMIE

The smartness of his attire to hide the agony of his heart within,
His height as his asset and his voice to seduce....
Many are those wanting to be called "his girl"
Yet forced to admire him from afar....
A style of his own and a blink in his eye,
Known to many as a hero who lost his then lady love,
To be known in the days to come as
"'Dr.JAMES SOLOMON JESUDASAN "

The man yet to walk in his Dad's footsteps,
In the pride land of their own heritage...
Always had to say,
"My creator wants me to bow down to the measure of my height."

Do remember these words Jamie,
" For I know the plans I have for you"
Declares the Lord,
" Plans to prosper you and not harm you,
Plans to give you hope and a future,
Then , you will call upon Me,and come and Pray to Me
And I will listen to you,
You will seek Me and find Me,
When you seek Me ,with all your heart"
The mastermind holding you still in the center of His will,
Caring for you as the apple of His eye.
The love He has to choose to die on the cross.

The path you choose to walk ,He knows.....
The tears you shed in silence, He knows.....
Whispering but yet in a crystal clear voice for you to hear
"My son your day is not too far...
Memories can never ruin your life,
Trust Me and surrender
Cause
I called you by name and Your precious to Me
And I have a purpose For you in life"
Trust and surrender and He'll lead you through.....

ur sweet sister
jose

A Familly Relationship

Is not a way to proceed 'cause Fate has destined it to be so,

But with enough time taken, study one another
without the notice of the other,

Have the proof of the faith with which it was started.


Is not something to hold onto 'cause you need a company....

But rather a trust built where the partner entitles you the best friend.


Is not a responsibility to take care of you......

But a love to relish and regret to leave even at the cost of death.


To conclude .....
a precious experience which has no verbal expression

But just a testimony left behind

BROKEN GLASSES

It takes years to build a healthy relationship,

Months to enjoy the relationship,

Weeks to forget yourself in the relationship,

Days to be proud and laugh aloud about it.....

But remember, just a conversation

.......To break the same cherished relationship.

Better preserve your true relationships...

than trying to push hard on a fake one

BEWARE OF BROKEN GLASSES

Not words .... just feelings..... Azonics... SDCH

Saved memories for a life time to relish............

Remembrance of every face in the campus,

That never failed to create an impact.....

Nicknames Christened for every passer by.


Booster doses from every cultural s down the journey
The professional hormone increasing .......

as we transcended from year to year.....

5 years to hold hands with all states within the walls,

Now left over with a feeling of belonging to each other

Happy and sad for one another's happening.....


Traditional professionalism instilled in the classes,

Yet preserving the kid within naughty enough...

A friend you call is your life these 5 years


Getting closer to its end,

Just longing for everyday to be longer than its end..

Enjoy ever, that you regret never....

of what you do

JUDE WEDS JACINTHA

The most auspicious moment awaited,

The first in our generation being wedded,

Remember when he was fond of wild turkey chase....

Now look at the man in his splendid attire.

Tha charm and the smile he wears always....

Many a times , just to say," ebla dont worry,

God has it all in control".

The night was darkest , though it seemed to be,

now dawning.....

To prove , "the Lord's ways are all for good and not evil".

Just spoke to her, thought we dont know....

till the man addressed his woman as "the people's person".

To the pride of His parents,

Here is the first of the JWK's ,

With all of us praying... "Lord bless the continent of Australia,

Cause our Son is settled there.....

That's not all.... though not experienced, would dare to say,

fight till you feel, it will hurt if you dont stop,

chase till u feel , it will hurt if you dont stop,

but love even if u feel it will hurt,

after all that's what you are together for.....

Any and every step you take or move you make....

Take just a second to listen to the Master's voice that says,

I am the way, the truth, and the life.....

happy married life

WHEN THE MOON SPEAKS

Listen to the moon talking to you,
With neither a mourn nor a sigh.
The beauty in the dark,
She stands in the sky,
My master's splendid touch,
Smiling so shy.

In the darkest of dark dark nights
Does she shine so brightly,
Reflecting His glory, when He touched her gently,
Fiery and stormy the nights may be,
Yet she is, still a smiling beauty.
Telling," your just a passer by,
The Lord holds me here for u to see"

Every cloud passing by ,
trying their hand to give her a sway,
still she gives them way to pass her by.

Listen to her when she talks the Lord's word,
' Time and training , transforms you worthy of honor"
Though not instant, slowly she forms,
Signet ring to crescent into her shape.
Days go bye before she forms ,
Yet a humble smile, she never forgets.

She also choose to fade and die,
Knowing the Lord ill form her once gain.
She knows her duty as her Master teaches her,
neither a mourn nor a sigh,
Yet a humble smile she never forgets.

My Mother's Touch

Yearning for the warmth of my mother
as a baby did I come;

With my tender heart repeating
the rhythm of her every beat;

Grew up as a beauty adorned with her love;

just in time for her to nourish me
with courage for every day;

Cherishing the smile that I admired on her lips!

As the sunshines,

the birds chirp,

the flowers bloom,

The gentle breeze to the wind did I turn,

As she expected me to churn.......

Entered a world of fancy daisies,

Lost in self admiration, let loneliness creep in me:

Just then felt the touch of a person,

Teenage thrill and pressure in me,

I was the princess of my castle,

Dancing with my prince in every dream

Till I lost my peace,

realizing it was still a dream.

Needed to rest in her arms

Took a poetry to make me realise,

Times I had together,

MY MOTHER AND ME

Every step in my journey away from her
clasps the pangs of death on me.

Longing to be as a baby,
still struggling in her bosom,

Waiting to see happiness,
have its fullness in her,

When the earth gives her a privileged look,

TO THE BEAUTY OF HER FEMININE NATURE,

Do I dedicate this song of my heart,

As words penned down in my poem,

MY MOTHER'S TOUCH

Love the Lord ! Oh my soul.....

Would I rewrite these lines of my heart,

as to

Love the Lord! Oh my soul,

To the depth or His love and all that is His,

The One who feels the way I feel,

He dared to lay His life on the cross,

The price He chose to pay for me .

Like Peter did we deny Him thrice,

Yet He chose to ask us this day,

Not once, not twice but thrice as this

The question that pierced my heart right through,

The same do I pass onto you.

Just look unto the Lord my friend ,

By the eyes of faith that He gives you

You’ll know the joy that seeps in through,

When He exchanged your pain as His

To give you His joy for eternity.

Over and over again will I say,

love the lord! Oh my soul,

To the depth of His love and all that is His.