Christian Eliab Ratnam

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  • Dr John Celes (10/15/2005 1:35:00 PM)

    It is clearly evident that you are on the road to writing good poetry with a strong christian background.keep writing, keeping your faith as strong as ever and soon you'll find that you have used your gift of poesy for a divine purpose as well.wish you good luck and God's abundant blessings as well.
    Dr John Celes

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  • Michael Shepherd (3/7/2005 5:10:00 AM)

    Christian - a noble effort, especially the 'gentle gaze'. But let me get in before the ungodfearing poets on this site (poets are by profession loving cynics) get at you -faith, in itself, doesn't make generally acceptable poetry. But seen acting in your own experience, (especially in love and loving actions) , it can be turned into wonderful, widely appreciated, immortal poetry...keep the observation of faith acting and the expressions of faith separate, and you will meet the world on common ground. There is a place for the poetry of faith - but not I fear on a website like this. The 75% of US readers of and contributors to this site have often or have often had, unpleasant experiences of fundamentalism as children or adults...
    I hope this makes sense to you. And very best wishes in the combining of faith and poetry! Michael

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Best Poem of Christian Eliab Ratnam

If Love

If love could be another word,
If love always is true,
If love’s all the world’s about,
Then Honey, love is you.

If love, my love, is perfect,
If love, my love, is fine,
If love, my love, is love divine,
Then for you, my love, I pine.

If love is romantic modulation,
If love’s my heart’s only consideration,
If love is love’s only calculation,
Then I have but love’s declaration.

Can a man love a woman,
And not want to love her more?
Can a man love a woman,
And not want to be loved even more?

If love, my love, is the ...

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Saved From Wrath

I walked along a lonely road,
Along a path of fear.
And acted as if nothing happened,
Withholding every tear.

I trod upon thorny ground,
Upon a region of pain.
And tried to comfort myself with thoughts,
All so very vain.