NOBLE NOSTRA GELO (FrancAngelo J.O.)

 

NOBLE NOSTRA GELO (FrancAngelo J.O.)

 

How heart-torn we feel

That the one we’ve known

And called our own

Is really and truly gone!

 

How awe gripped we feel

That he that we conversed with

And planned; and set our rendezvous with

Is really no more!

 

Yes! He’s gone!

Gone to a land we know not

Ah! That land of no return or U-turn

We’ve heard of and wish to go

—But wouldn’t go ‘cause we’re not seen yet!

 

Or rather we’re not due yet

‘Cause we’ve got things to set

Read me or Rue it!

We’ve really and truly —wished foregone?

 

Oh! That we may feel

And have a grip of

—Of that physique

Elegant though

That knows no bounds!

 

Ah! That we may touch

And hold unto you

Like never thought of ever

With that firm grip

—That binds us all!

 

The eyes we see

We see no more,

The voice we hear

We hear no more!

 

The mimicry we cherished

And humour you flashed

Are all renewed over

More conspicuous than ever!

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Yes! The roof was here

To cover us from the scourge

The walls were there too

To cover us —Our privy!

 

There was the door

To ease us our outlet

And the louvre —All

To make for nature’s gift!

 

Blessed be the mattress

That bore us both

And your treasure —Her’s!

That left you ne’er —Nay!

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The night was deadened

And the clouds outright darkened

The air was stilled

As the vacuum that was left sealed!

 

The sky stayed starless

The moon just stood unsure

But there was hope though

The luminous of the Maker!

 

Ne’er would I have let hold of you

If I knew I shall see you nay!

Ne’er would I have let go of you

If I knew I shall see you nay!

 

Yes! That day was here

As surely as had been there

The night was here too

And made ready for the hour!

 

That monstrous night

—As deadened as though was the depth

A night of all nights

—That meant your last though unknown

Blessed be the hour

—That drew nigh with the paean

And Benediction on your forth journey!

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But accursed be that hand

And souls of those accomplices

Of he that was destined

To send you back packing home!

 

Alas! Accursed be that culprit

The mind and that heart

That was meant and rent

To snatch you from us now!

 

Lo! You were here

Making ready already

To see to it

That you’ve set a pace!

 

And you were there

Putting things ready

That you may make fit

For things you’re setting to place!

 

But the plotter was plotting

To cut off your settings

And he was plodding

To checkmate your fittings!

 

He struck! Doomed he!

—Except for providence’s sake

And had you down

But was taken

All by his folly!

 

Alas! He struck!

Inside your own abode

After taking your sweat

Between wakefulness and sleep!

 

Oh! Before you could see

The light of the new dawn

And with that gravy air

Then did he strike!

 

Ah! Sleep!

Why mete him such?

Seeing his limits

Would have done otherwise!

 

Yes! You sleep!

Why mete us such?

Waking minutes earlier

Would have done it all!

 

But the Supreme let it be

To make you greater be

Though incomprehensive to see

Has been destined by He!

 

For none has ever risen

So fit and masculine given

And alert and fair gate risen

Yet, the Supreme let it be!

 

Ne’er would there be any risen

As formed as you’re given

To stand in your place

Or take to your face!

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Oh! That I may wake

From this horrible nightmare

Even the gay nightingale

Would fie a noble sigh!

 

Yes! That I may rise

From this hunting sleep

Oh! Though I’ve risen a thousand times

—And waited for my Noble Nostra’ sight

Ah! My heart —Can’t believe

—Noble Nostra’ gone!

 

Yet, your figure is same

As though you were laid

And would wake as were asleep

Or stand from the sound sleep!

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Rise! I say me from this sleep

For really and truly

—Noble Nostra’ gone

Yes! He’s gone and won a favour

Of seeing the heavenly realms

—And beings longed for!

 

I say me: Arise and go on

—Your biddings

For he you’re looking for hither

Had worn a crown before you

And is there seeing to your tidings!

—Good tidings!

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Heigh ho! You’ve set

A pace for us to follow

And are resting in the hollow

Of His hands!

 

Yes! You’ve gone

But gone in faith

To the realms of His abode

To join the Celestial Choirs

—To sing the unending hymn!

 

And you shall be to us

As always as have been

A source of beatitude

To all minders and us!

 

For you’ve left a strong minder

—To gouge

And have left a conscious heart of hearts

—To mend

Ah! You’ve left a powerful impression

—So great

On hearts —That are indelible!

 

Your memory is ever strong in us

We’ll all take you along with us

That though you’re gone —To Him

You’ll continue to live with us!

 

And we’ll meet you again

When the hour be ripe

And we sing

—As one accord

Of melodies of ecstatic joys!

 

Bravo faith!

Odds life!

 

COMPOSED BY MarieJohn (J.P.O.) in Loving Memory of FrancAngelo
J.O. whose event took place around 3:00am of February 4th, 2009.

What can I say better than Thank You Jesus My Personal Lord And Saviour? Thank You My Fondest Love!!!