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House of Houses

Come my sweetheart
Let’s collect the bricks of
Love, faith, understanding,
And erect
A three dimensional building
Colour this house
With our feelings
Full of colourful dreams
And an eternal spring
Light our courtyard
With the glare of truthfulness
This house will have
The smell
Of our flowery breath
In all the corners
We will plant
The flowers of our joy
The rhythm of our hearts
Will fill the vicinity
With the music of eternity
This house will be blessed
With the tributes of infinity
Let us fill this house
With so pious a scent
That it may become
A heavenly monument
And the true lovers
Will seek the treasures
Loving boon
They will find here
A contending solitude
The hearts of all true lovers
Reside in it
With an unseen peace
We will name it
‘The house of Houses’
V P Mahur

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A haunted house

it stands on multiple wooden poles
and right between them a flight of stairs
that goes up straight to the back or kitchen
so that when somebody walks down you see
his feet, shins and thighs before you see the person

the house faces a huge raintree
that divides two roads
car lamps therefore shine directly onto
the poles of the house and cast shadows
that flash and lift themselves up over the

the house they say is haunted
at night bus uses to stop just outside
to let passengers down
their shadows invariably running all
over the house when a car comes
in the opposite direction
everything then seems to be moving
except its unrelenting quietness
and forboding menacing atmosphere

i once was let down here
one last passenger in the dead of night
all the nooks and corners of the
abandoned house all of a sudden
became eyes that stared at me
like eager and lonely ghosts
longing for friends
my heart beat faster than my legs
could carry me
the house stood solemnly quiet
like an old, cold, lonely woman in despair
john tiong chunghoo

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Housing an important issue
For the common man, a life's dream
But unfortunate, difficult to achieve
The dream becomes accomplished
Where Public players must help.

The government, social organisations
Charitable endowments, and moneyed people
Offering their schemes to build houses
To the extreme poor a need of the hour.

In major urban cities housing a big problem
Also the source of clean drinking water
In shabby slums and plastic sheet roofs
The poor finds their safe residence.

Engineers of repute and design architects
May they find the suitable cheap designs
To make the poor housing simple and cheap
Where housing will be within their income.

Safe residence, and clean drinking water
A rightful issue of human beings
Attention from everywhere it requires
The world will make it wonderfully beautiful
When the people gets their own share of housing.
Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

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We need a house God’s praise to sing
A house in which to pray
A house to glorify our King
And serve in truth each day

Before our house we start to build
We must provide for man
Forms and documents must be filled
Consent and building plan

So much red tape must first be cut
Obstructions here and there
The lion’s mouth we need to shut
And God is everywhere

The world machine has need of oil
This truth we all must learn
Before we put a spade to soil
Money’s a grave concern

Lets give to God a willing heart
Not just with praise and prayer
From earthly wealth lets give a part
And show how much we care

Lets lend the plough a willing hand
Lets make His Son our choice
Through bricks, mortar, timber and sand
Lets raise in joy our voice

For Satan hates a house of prayer
Detests a house of praise
He’ll try to hinder everywhere
And stop each wall we raise

But God gives things that cannot fade
In hands of flesh and bone
When foundations in truth are laid
With Christ as Corner Stone…P.T.O
Michael P. Johnson

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