Valsa George


The 'Yaga' On The Mount- A Re Submission - Poem by Valsa George

Nailed and screwed on hands and legs,
Maimed and marred far beyond repair,
Cut and bruised out of shape,
Stripped and peeled, so bare to shock,

Lo, there lies a man! The Son of God,
On a cross erected on the summit of the Mount,
Brutally suspended between the Earth and Sky,
Stationed amid thieves on either side.

He slipped and slithered under the yoke of weight,
And tottered the rugged route to Calvary,
Scourged and flogged all along,
He bore the cross with none to help.

Never complained nor cursed but suffered the pangs,
Never whined nor moaned, but drained the cup,
Through His death, mankind was to be redeemed,
By His precious blood, their infirmities to be cleansed


It was for our sins that He lay down His life,
It was our misdeeds that made Him bleed,
It was for our lust that He was painfully stripped,
It was our arrogance that bent Him low.

None could gauge the agony he endured,
No man, ever performed such a daring deed,
To liberate mankind, the Lamb was slain,
To lead his Flock, He walked in front.

‘Love your enemy’ was the mantra He recited,
What He preached, He relentlessly practised,
While writhing in pain, He prayed for His foes,
Pleaded with his Father, to spare the wrath.

When wrongly accused, never said He, a word,
Unruffled remained He, on painfully betrayed,
Hard it was to be deserted by those He loved,
Sore it was to be treated so very rude.

Born in a manger in an alien land,
Born so poor, to parents of humble means,
Deprived of even the lowliest of means,
His life, a bitter paradox – King of Kings!

The Son of Man came seeking the missing sheep,
He builds from where everything is wrecked,
Rejoice in Him, for He is our Lord!
Adore and worship, He deserves to be praised.

Peace was what He promised the world,
Grace was what He gifted to all,
Look up to the Cross, when trials confront,
And cast your burden at His feet!

Topic(s) of this poem: god

Form: Elegy


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My Humble tribute to the One who shed even the last drop of His blood for the love of mankind!

Comments about The 'Yaga' On The Mount- A Re Submission by Valsa George

  • Geetha Jayakumar (5/4/2015 10:56:00 AM)


    A fantastic write once again from your pen. Really a lovely tribute remembering Lord on Good Friday. Beautiful presentation. Loved reading it. I dont know how come I missed this lovely write. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/10/2015 10:56:00 AM)


    A great poem here I read and the devotional aspects felt in mind. (Report) Reply

  • Rajesh Thankappan (4/8/2015 10:15:00 AM)


    Jesus Christ is an epitome of selfless sacrifice and this aspect has been brought out powerfully in this wonderful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (4/7/2015 1:39:00 AM)


    an excellent poem Mam...no words can better describe the sacrifice by The Lord - am speechless (Report) Reply

  • Clarence Prince (4/6/2015 9:07:00 AM)


    This poem is a master piece,
    truly there are some of us that love the Lord,
    even people like you and me,
    To lead His flock, He walked in front
    Oh, what a Christ!
    Well done, Valsa!
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  • (4/5/2015 11:02:00 PM)


    poetry really touch the soul of life, divine bless and a breeze of solace
    Born in a manger in an alien land,
    Born so poor, to parents of humble means,
    Deprived of even the lowliest of means,
    His life, a bitter paradox – King of Kings!
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  • (4/5/2015 9:45:00 AM)


    An amazing poem on the eve of Easter, Valsa. Happy EASTER to you! (Report) Reply

  • Vipins Puthooran (4/4/2015 12:28:00 PM)


    But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
    Amen.
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  • (4/4/2015 7:57:00 AM)


    Peace was what He promised the world. Grace was what He gifted to all. Great poem. Wish you a happy Easter dear Valsa. (Report) Reply

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (4/3/2015 11:07:00 PM)


    Beautiful poem that invoke readers to surrender and submission to the Divine (10) .

    If I am not thought self-advertising, I have an altogether different understanding of Christ's 'suffering' on the Cross. Of course, I have looked at it from the point of view of Vedanta, where a sage sees only Himself (Consciousness) in both pain and pleasure. If you have time, kindly read my very short poem Jesus On The Cross.
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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (4/3/2015 7:00:00 AM)


    It was for our sins that He lay down His life,
    It was our misdeeds that made Him bleed
    On this day - Friday - Good Friday, we remember the pain he suffered. Great poem posted timely.
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  • Akhtar Jawad (4/3/2015 2:12:00 AM)


    Peace was what He promised the world,
    Grace was what He gifted to all,
    Look up to the Cross, when trials confront,
    And cast your burden at His feet!
    A lovely poem............10
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015



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