Tribute To Life & Death of My Loved Ones

It is amazing how much comfort you find in knowing that all that happens is by the hand of Him who fashioned us. After all, it is only because of Him that I am here today. It is only because of Him that we have any hope of salvation, that we can stand fully justified, freely forgiven and wholly pure before a righteous and awesome God. Isn't it amazing?

In Memory of those who left before us, this is to keep them in our hearts

 Rose Keet

Lilet Santos

Connie Mathews (tameka's mom)

Ellyou Vermeulen (Kim&Olivia's mom)

Mr Falken

D.O.D 01/07/2012

Mrs Falken

D.O.D 24/06/2012

Jermaine Williams

D.O.B: 13/12/1983

D.O.D : 09/08/2012

In Memory 

of

Nizaam Falken

D.O.B

D.O.D

a poem dedicated to him

If I Die Young

Don't cry for me
As I won't be here
To dry them for you.
Just send me away
With the words
Of  a love song.
I've had enough time
It may seem it was
Short lived
But its all the words
I've said before
If I die young
Don't cry for me.
Lord please comfort
The ones left behind.
I know its  a life
Short lived,
But I think
I've had enough time.
Your tears will dry
I'll see you smile.
Don't cry for me
Because when
I felt you
Hold my hand
I've felt peace.
If I die young
Send me away with
 a love song.
Lord let me be
 a rainbow
After the rain,
I want to shine
Down on my mother,
That she would
Know I'm safe with you,
 when she stands under
 my colors, oh well.
This life isn't always
As we thought
It be,
Its not gray,
But she  buries her  baby.
If I die young
Just know
That you've loved me
And God has come
To take me home,
The life you've
Shown me.
My short lived life,
But I've had enough time.
As swift as  a dove
I've flown my wings,
Go with peace and love.
Gather up your tears.

Grant Eternal Rest, O Lord

The Lord is my shepherd: I shall not want. In green pastures he gives me repose. Beside restful waters he leads me; he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right path for his name's sake. Even if I walk in the dark valley I fear no evil; for you are at my side. Your shepherd's staff and rod give me comfort. You spread a table before me in the sight of my foes; You anoint my head with oil, and my cup overflows. Goodness and kindness will follow me all the days of my life. And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for years to come. --Psalm 23

Nothing wounds the human heart more deeply than the loss of a loved one. Does God care? "The Lord is my shepherd." Even as we walk in the shadow of death, God is at our side. Beyond death is an unknown life, where God, in goodness and kindness, welcomes us to dwell in his house for years to come. We think death ends; let us believe it is also a beginning. It brings its terrible loss; let us hope for the promised gain. "I am the Good Shepherd," Jesus says. "I go to prepare a place for you."

Sometimes a prompt helps us to let our loved ones go, knowing that no matter how brief a time was shared, they have fulfilled what they came into being to achieve and that their love will continue.

Everyday God gives us a moment in which it is possible to change everything that makes us unhappy.

You have to take risks, he said. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen. Every day, God gives us the sun--and also one moment in which we have the ability to change everything that makes us unhappy. Every day, we try to pretend that we haven't perceived that moment, that it doesn't exist--that today is the same as yesterday and will be the same as tomorrow. But if people really pay attention to their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment. It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seem the same to us. But that moment exists--a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles."

In Memory Of Alan C Davids (uncle)

&

Sarah V Davids (grandma)

&

Charles W Davids ( grandpa)

&

Fioula Davids (cousin)

Poem

Entering his Kingdom

Overlooking the ocean,
Wondering will I ever see you,
The days seem longer,
Nights seem to go slower,
What I am missing,
Is knowing you going,
Holding onto a memory,
Thinking I am out of surgery,
Overlooking the passage,
Down to your room,
Never knowing,
When I will be holding,
Caring, giving, graciously receiving,
Oceans spread as wide as his wings
Looking over the face,
I see you,
Up there, in heaven,
Waving,
Wanting to reach a hand out,
Angels singing you coming,
I see you at the open gate,
As the ocean makes way for you,
To climb up the stairs
To your new home,
They couldn’t save you here
But I know up there
You will not need a surgery,
Not missing
Not holding
Not looking
But hoping
We’ll meet again.
One day,
In this wide ocean, as you climb up the stairs.
To that Golden gate,
Where trumpets blowing,
The coming of a new angel.
Never look back,
Cause I will be looking ahead,
Meeting you again one day,
In that pearly white gate.

Copyright C Davids

Today's blog i pay tribute to the ones whose gone before me, whose watching over me in this day and age. This has been a tough year on myself and family members, friends and loved ones. I sit here this afternoon thanking God for letting me apart of these 3 peoples lives. A family that has loved me no matter what. Recently I lost my uncle about two months ago, and I guess somewhere inside me I still expect to see him when I go to the house, and his there. But God has better plans for him, he took him home, that is why I wrote Entering His Kingdom.

God gives us strength to face tragedy

HARDLY a week passes when we don't have faith tested.

A good man with everything to live for dies in a moment of tragedy, while an elderly patient who has had her life and longs to die lingers on in pain and discomfort.

We live in a world in which there is conflict between good and evil, and each one of us is caught up in the struggle.

And there are few times in our lives which leave us more helpless than moments of personal tragedy.

Like Job in the Bible we may cry out to God our inability to understand. God will listen. But He may not necessarily give us a quick or easy answer to life's imponderables.

As long as we are this side of Heaven our knowledge will be imperfect and we shall see in a mirror dimly.

The Christian faith does not leave us in despair, however. We have a blessed hope that there will surely come a time when we shall understand fully and see for ourselves face to face.

Meanwhile, we must take heart that God knows and understands, and we have to hang on to Him with every bit of faith we have.

Although God may not shield us from all life's ills He is able to give us the strength and inner courage to face them and see them through.

As we cling to God so we need to cling to one another, for adversity has a way of drawing people together for comfort and support.

"For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood" — from 1Corinthians 13.

The Serenity Prayer

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.

--Reinhold Niebuhr

Trust in the LORD with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will direct your paths.

Proverbs 3, 5-6



Cries For A Broken Halleluyah

Cries Beyond The Grave

Its been seven years ago but the memory is melted in your subconscious after everything that happened until that dreadful moment you didn’t expect your world to fall apart in a minute of a day.

Know person are ever prepared for it but it happened .The day started with the bickering and blaming as usual and you curled up in the corner of the room where you feel you can let go from all the animosity. Knowing that your world won’t ever be the same again. You didn’t know how to express what you feeling. You only a child but all the adults around you are so consumed of guilt of what may come.
As I was sitting their flashbacks of what’s happening seems to play itself out.
When the one person who could stop it, can’t live a finger are say a word. In my head I hear this song playing just the words of it, words that made all the sense at that moment.
“I heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord, but you don’t care for music do you?
Well it goes like this: the 4th the 5th the minor fall and the major lift, the baffled King composing Halleluiah”

Word’s that burnt into my subconscious that made a song with all the right words.
De javu was streaming through your eyes like you see everything happening but there’s no way you could do something.
Walking down the corridor of the cold white and lavender floors I realised my life is about to change, why would he call us all here. Tears started to fill my eyes not wanting to accept what had happened an hour before we got there. I had chills down my spine it’s not the cold are that it’s winter, but the place where I found myself in.
The waiting room were bombarded by relatives, you see their faces but you don’t want to take it in but its real .It was as real as light is to day.

That same song came back in my head.
“Well your faith was strong but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof top. Her beauty and the moonlight over through.”

But this time the versus became more and the more I hear it the tears filled my eyes burning over my cheeks.

“She tied you to the kitchen chair.
She broke your throne and she cut you’re your hair and from the lips she drew the halleluiah.”

I was here before I remember the dream I had the night before.
“Well maybe I’ve been here before, I’ve seen this room before and the I’ve walked this floor.”

Waking up from that dream was maybe a mistake .If I kept my eyes close much longer, maybe things would’ve been so much different. Then I could’ve directed the dream into another direction and then I wouldn’t have to see her lying their.
Is her heart still beating, is there a tiny little breathe coming from her mouth and nose, is all the air pumped from within. Will I ever hear my name is what I’ve done wrong? What about all the stories of her childhood.
Silence filled the air, lights became brighter tears became more and more. You think that how come this all happening and you seemed to not be moving like everything is happening but you block the important part, that this was not a dream.

In the distance you could hear the chattering of voices and people seem to move closer towards you but you can’t move, your body is in shock the overwhelming of the night.

“It’s cold and it’s a broken halleluiah”

The versus came back, why does it keep coming back. The words are now more in your head even though I’ve never heard it before. Maybe it did play on the radio, I must’ve heard it the time she was their, and it came back to me I did hear it before she left , we listened to it, we sang to those exact words verse by verse , she knew that song so well.

In the distance I hear the song near the end of it, this time it was the last goodbye.
“But remember when I moved in you and the holy dove was moving too, and every breath you drew was halleluiah.
It’s not a cry you hear at night.
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light.
It’s a cold and it’s a broken halleluiah”

Back home the song remained in my thoughts but each passing day the words seem to fade in the distance.
The coldness, the chill, the tears all faded away, but the emptiness lived on.
After all the years that past.
The present were the cries of my broken halleluiah.


Copyright C Davids

AN: This was written in memory of my grandma, after I lost her in 2001. I wrote this a year later in 2003 @ the age of 19.

Movie Review - Rome & Juliet

As the heading says it:

“ Love knows no rules. ”

Rome and Juliet is a romantic movie about a forbidden love between two women. The film directed by Connie Macatuno and starred by Mylene Dizon and Andrea del Rosario explores into the world of taboo love and lesbianism.


The Synopsis

Juliet (Andrea del Rosario) is a conservative pre-school teacher who is set to wed his boyfriend Marc (Rafael Rosell). She hires a liberated wedding planner in the person of Rome (Mylene Dizon). The two eventually became close and develop a romance that became a huge scandal after Marc's influential family discovered the affair.

Reviews from viewers

“ Everything in the film was realistic, the scenes, the dialogues, the way the attraction between the two women unfolded. The director did a very good job in making even a straight audience understand a sensitive topic of falling inlove with the same sex. The film neither condemned nor glorified lesbianism but simply acknowledged the reality of it.. ”
- VK from Click the City


“ I liked Andrea del Rosario's acting here. Simple lang. Mylene Dizon is a pro at her craft. I almost had a liking with her character which means that she played it effectively. ”
- Katrina


My Review

This movie was made in Metro Manila Philipines, it is also made in their language tagalog, so if it wasnt fr the subtitles any other person not understanding the language wouldnt understand, but here is the thing i relate from the story. Its a very powerful message the writer and the director and offcourse the brilliant actress, Mylene Dizon and Andrea Del Rosario.
Love has no rules, whether its straight love or lesbian love, love can happen without you knowing. I have learnt more about their culture, what is expected of Juliet being engaged to a Councellor and also the breadwinner and also a teacher. She has her own believes but her true conquest in life is to find THE ONE. don't we all want to find the person that God has intended us to be with.
Why should it matter who that person is.

Rome's character are the free spirted business woman coming from a different kind of life, she had her heartbroken once by her boyfriend and since started to have meaningless sexual relations with men. She don't put her heart out anymore. She has her own business, basically she is the smart, sophisticated woman who befriended the conservative teacher.

How they met: They met in a church before either knew who they were. Like Rome said its like i dreamt about this day.
There friendship became stronger as the planning of Juliet & Marc's prenups were on the horizon, what Marc didnt know and expect that his once loving fiance was falling in love with their wedding planner and also another woman. Surprisingly to both Rome & Juliet it isnt something they ever thought could happen.
Sometimes loves work in mysterious ways and its then that you find your true love. As did they.
Rome finally coming to terms that she is ready tobe with Juliet before Juliets fatal accident losing her fiance and the death of her father, all she had was Rome, but with Marc's interference Juliet caught him kissing Rome just when Rome pushed him away and yelled at him of his behaviour. I guess Marc is your typical male that would ask what does she has that i dont. Am i not man enough to please you, but it wasnt about that it is about finding someone that you want to be yourself with, whether in good or bad.
Love has no limits.
I enjoyed this movie even though it wasnt inEnglish bt i loved it for the fact Juliet's mother came around later, Marc finally realised she isnt meant for him. Juliets beautiful poetry she has written about her love for Rome and Rome confessing her love to Juliet in front of everyone including her sister.

All she asked for was, how come my love is so different from God's love. Why should it.

This part i missed out, i translated it from the original

Women related issues
By Rome & Juliet

This is for acceptance and for the rest of us who are hiding in the dark.
Its time to all come out.

Living life wouldn’t mean that you have to do things right,
To have eternal life after death.
Living life wouldn’t mean that you have to love
It the way you want it.
The way you think is right?
SHE is the only reason for this.
Just her.
Then why is God’s definition of love
So different from everyone else’s?
How can it be so different?
It simply feels good to love.
See, everything about me, my whole body, my mind, my heart, my soul,
My whole being points out to this person.
And tells me that what I am feeling is not a lie.
How can that be so bad in the eyes of so many?
And in the eyes of God?
I just don’t get it.
I was thinking maybe it would have
Been better and easier if it was someone else.
But the thing is, its not.
Why does it have to be her?
Why does it have to be ONLY her?
I am going to be completely honest
And spare myself from being completely disillusioned.
I just want one day to be with her.
One day.
That is all, nothing more, nothing less.
To let my heart feel on overflow of emotions,
I want to feel intensity flowing into our bodies.
Releasing on our fingertips.
Is that too much too ask.

Juliet

Does one need just a day?
To prove eternal love?
To express a love that is exceptionally unexplainable?
Are you ready for a love?
That I feel for you.

I very much give this move a rating of 10 starts...

Struggling with poetry forms

So i have been taking some online poetry classes on allpoetry.com, i really thought hey i can do this. If i can write poetry, this would be easy, well the first two assignments was easy peasy, when i got to the forms Kyrielle, i think i had to redo the assignment three times becos i was just nt getting the sylabbles right, kindly enough the lecturer was able to pass me on my last try...
so we went onto the next assignment, believe me even though it isnt yet graded i am so not going to get the Qautern form right either..
then i ask myself now why do i want my poems in certain forms, why not just write freeverse..
but what i have come to realise is that every poet needs to know what the forms is...
we all need to know deeper then the words you are writing...
the other day i tried so hard on a shape poem, believe me i couldnt even shape a mother swaying a baby, i even drew the picture and try to put the words out there i just couldnt get it right.
So there goes my shape poetry out the door..The reason i enter these contest and classes is that you never to old to learn, are in my case never to late to try something new, but i will keep going and see what amzing forms i can create in the meantime..

If you like to know more of me i am not just an poetess i am more then that.
I am also a novelist i just completed my first romance novel, and i have written several online publications, i now am home to Allpoetry.com. as fallen wingz..
I have won two silver trophies and one bronze trophy on three of my poems, i am sure one day i will get the gold, who knows i might bring out my own selection of poetry..

I'll keep on trying with this poetry forms..
might just be another shakespeare..