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Poema and Zaalima: A Heart in Hevel

1. The Litany of the Suspended Heart (Version 1. Sophisticated with Shaper's help) Oh, how the hollow chest cave filled with air, The day I thought my Life was walking out. Was it your ghost, or did another dare To stir the butterflies of hope and doubt? The strange, sensational flutter in the dark, A patient waiting that has come to naught. How long, O Lord, before you strike the spark? How long until the perfect will is caught? How long, Lord, will you keep me in suspense? When will your perfect, hidden will arrive? Deliver me from aches so deep and dense, And let this heavy, broken heart survive. Were all your promises a passing shade? You are no liar—dare I call you true? Life of my life, when total shadows fade, Distressed and broken, I return to you. You will not leave me here alone to die, My loyal God, answer my bitter cry. The racing thoughts divide the midnight sky: One minute, victory is on the wing; The next, a cruel defeat is drifting by— A misread triumph that the sha...

The Lonely Creator: The Heartbreak of the Fashioner

The Lonely Creator: The Heartbreak of the Fashioner is a deeply personal, raw, and visceral psalm of lament born out of sudden emotional trauma and profound relational heartbreak. Written from the unique perspective of a medical practitioner and pastor-teacher, this piece serves as an honest window into the jarring reality of human grief colliding with a lifetime of structured faith.It is a meditative journey through the physical and spiritual shockwaves of betrayal—wrestling with the perceived silence of the Divine, the gut-wrenching emptiness of earthly accomplishments, and the ultimate alignment of human suffering with the lonely, unrequited love that the Creator holds for a fallen world. Even in the depths of anger and disorientation, it remains an anchor to identity εν Χριστώ (in Christ) and a testament to a faith that refuses to fake its smiles. The Lonely Creator (By Manoj) Was it a sign for life or of death? One minute smiled, the next tears filled my eyes. Deep sighs, fake smi...

Logistomai: The Fit Survive or the Savior Fits the Meek

The following piece is a raw, symphonic exploration of the friction between transcendent grace and human systems. Written in a dynamic, rhythmic style that blends the immediacy of modern spoken-word with deep-rooted Abrahamic and liturgical imagery, the text wrestles with the ultimate paradox: how an unconditional, disruptive love can suddenly lift an individual while the surrounding corporate and religious architectures demand a cold, transactional fitness. It is a real-time calculation (Logistomai) of risk, vulnerability, and systemic failure—ultimately pointing toward a loyalty that defies human understanding. Logistomai: The Fit Survive or the Savior Fits the Meek Why do I feel loved suddenly, Though attacked on all sides? Is it love? Or some magic I can name not? Still I strive with all my might, Though it's too low—perhaps, not fit. Mesmerized me! Was it a fairy tale, a short love story? Consequential? Productive? Or counter productive? My mind blows up... Logistomai... I cal...

Duck, Hook, Pull: The Butterfly Way of Handling Life's Bouncers

 **Disclaimer:** This piece is a work of creative expression. While it draws upon real-world cricketing metaphors and cultural icons, any resemblance to specific real-life individuals, private events, or personal incidents is purely coincidental . Welcome back, rascals. Life has a funny way of testing our footwork. Just when you think you’ve settled into a smooth rhythm, someone decides to dig one into the pitch, aiming straight for your head. Betrayal, toxic energy, or the quiet malice of a bruised ego—we’ve all faced those sudden, aggressive "bouncers" that try to knock us off balance.But here is the secret the greats won't always tell you: you don't have to smash every ball that comes your way. Sometimes, the classiest move on the field—and in life—is an elegant, unbothered duck.In this deeply reflective piece of free-verse poetry, we look at the ultimate playbook for surviving overwhelming attacks. Blending the cool patience of M.S.D., the fearless swagger of Viv ...