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Religious Flower Poems | Religious Poems About Flower

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Details | Free verse | |

the Rose

                 The Rose innocent white, soft pink, yellows 
                colors touch your soul vibrant red to amethyst

                enhances beauty yet a thorn awaits to break skin
                as life does piercing your heart with a thin pin.

                My life has shed drops of blood through each petal
                 as if in return for the love and beauty you feel

                hence pain underneath patiently waits the bloodletting ~

                The rose symbolizes love yet vulnerable to hold
                for when you open your heart it can be left bleeding

                The best of surgeons can not beat your heart
                It is the inner faith and God himself whom gives strength 

                whispers in your ear you shall live you will exist
                your life meaningful as the water and sun to the rose

                 For I am your God  your existence is not over yet .
                        You must Live ~You must Bloom 

Copyright © Shanity Rain

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

The Padre Of Old St Anthony

There he stood in the 
garden,a gentle fellow 
with glowing gown; 
radiating glory.
  His countenance was 
that of an Angel,
The Padre of old St 
  As I approached him,he 
gave me a warm.
Then he told me why he 
came to the mission,the 
mission in old St Anthony.
  We knelt down to pray,I 
thanked the Lord for a 
man such as this.
   Then the chapel bells 
the rang,I heard a 
voice"child it is time."
   I looked,lo saw I a fiery 
figure beckoning him to 
  He stood up and looked 
at me with tender love in 
his eyes.
   Then I knew this man 
was an Angel,the Padre 
of old St Anthony.
   With joyous heart,I left 
the vicinity of old St 

Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu

Details | Prose Poetry | |

The Power Of A Flower


Time for tea, early afternoon,
Pretty flowers on the cup.
Does it taste any better,
Will it life us up?

Perhaps if the cup were plain,
It would taste just as good.
Flowers add beauty,
As we know it should.

Roses for the lady,
Makes any day so grand.
Gorgeous in a vase,
Special in her hand.

The wedding hall so fine,
Flowers every where.
Festive love and beauty,
They show that people care.

The garden home so new,
This life we now do share.
Spreading love and happiness,
Flowers add a special flair.

A new-born cries,
A mother smiles.
Flowers brighten the room,
For a special child.

The years just seem to fly,
Children here and gone.
Celebrations blessed with color,
Flowers made it a home.

Now the bugle blows Taps,
Another patriot gone.
Flowers cover his grave,
Lord, please welcome him home.


Copyright © Raymond Morgan