Tuesday, May 24, 2016


AT THE CROSS
(poem by Mercy Susanna)


Into the heart of the city
Ran with fastened shoe lace
Back pack almost hefty
out of the world at fast pace

Laid my eyes on two road-steads
one the narrow and the other wide
with traffic lights greens and reds
Former can I flee to hide

Trotting into shrinking street
bugs and grass itch my limb
Step by step as I sneak
leaving behind the somber grim

Sinking sounds of crowded barney
Sniffing scent of floral bloom
Sudden stop like a troop of an army
that halted at the summer noon

A structure seemed like painted cross
Dripping sinless blood across
Inclined to ground in a distance mile
Efface the shame of foxy guile


“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many." Matthew 7:14 ESV



Thursday, May 12, 2016

B R O K E N

B R O K E N

Photography by Mercy Susanna



Met her in my college days
Young and light and apple face
Oh so beautiful she
Promised her life with me
You hop from clouds to stars
Setting me behind the bars
Now that I am weak and lean
Impatient, restless to glean
Take me too, my darl!
I'm waiting for the call
He is
B r o k e n


Running, chasing dreams
Raring to rise the realms
Hey! I've got the key
There's none ever like me
One by one
the hope's grounding
Day by day
My faith starts fading
Isn't that ruining me?
Oh, how could this be?
He is
B r o k e n


Dark and lone night
She sits under the sky
Setting out the fight
As folks passing by
Weary and withdrawn
Wrestling deep inside
The scars had never gone
In her do they abide
Watching and waiting..
She is
B r o k e n


One that taught you walk
The one that pat your back
His vocals part of the radical
How could you turn a prodigal
Oh my! Oh my lad
with open arms your dad!
He is
B r o k e n


He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
Psalm 147:3


*The world is full of brokenness around. Every person goes through testing and trials. Waiting patiently, understanding the situations and visualizing God's plan for your life will lead you to Him. This poem is an emotion of few such people in the realistic world.