Isn't It Strange?

 Isn't it strange 

That people of all nations

Spread all over the world 

Lose themselves in celebrations 

For the birth 

Of a child in a remote

Corner of the earth!

For the birth of a child 

Homeless, humble and unknown 

Born in a stable, among animals mild

Royal lined yet poor wearing no crown 

Isn't it strange  joy 

For an infant so insignificant 

And all the songs they employ !

Strange how the news spread

On earth far and wide

This side of the ocean

And that wild foreign side

The chid never walked  across 

The boundaries of his little country 

And died on an infamous cross!

Isn't it strange?

Xavier Bage

Friday, December 30, 2022

The First Day of January

 As the first day of January draws near,

 My heart beats with cheer and pain 

for that is the day you held me Closest to your bosom and fastened me with invisible love chain!

Oh my dearest 🌹 rose, who is so far from my longing sight

Memories of your caressing smiles and beaconing light

Draw so near to my being, body and soul

But I can't hold you to my heart, oh lost love!

For an unfathomable chasm   yawns between  and above 

Now , whenever the first day of January arrives

An unspoken pain wells in me and thrives

Only this excruciating pain  embraces me

 Drowning me into the burning hot depth of sea!