Villanelle Heaven Poems | Villanelle Poems About Heaven

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They're Lovers

See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                                 In my minds eye
                They have met on this sand floor
                             Many times before 
                 With a soft caress on the sly.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                                    As birds soar
                                           High
                 They have met on this sand floor.
He brings shells and driftwood for her to explore
                         Then leaves being shy.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                    Could a lover ask for anymore?
                                   She says nigh.
                     They have met on this sand floor
Declaring their love as if no one has done it before
                                 To any passer by.
See how the ocean glides back in to kiss the shore?
                 They have met on this sand floor......




Copyright © Bette Bavington | Year Posted 2017



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My Heart is Yours My Love Now Forever

My Heart is Yours My Love Now Forever
 
My heart is yours my love now forever,
As your fiery passion enchants my soul.
I shall with such love desert you never.

Our life is now filled with joy and pleasure,
As we share life with so much to extol.
My heart is yours my love now forever.

The desire we share is Earth’s great treasure,
Making our souls one—a heavenly goal.
I shall with such love desert you never.

Our love knows no bounds of passion ever,
As we follow God’s plan and pledge so bold.
My heart is yours my love now forever.

Your beauty my love brings me such pleasure,
Knowing its worth exceeds all Heaven’s gold.
I shall with such love desert you never.

Our love as one is a grand endeavor,
In God’s light as two spirits with one soul.
My heart is yours my love now forever.
I shall with such love desert you never.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, 
July 16, 2015 (Villanelle)

Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015

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I Went To Heaven

I went to a beautiful Utopia heavenly, Floating above the blue azure firmament; I found myself in a Paradise lovely. The angels were singing a sweet melody, I felt bliss, rapture and contentment; I went to a beautiful Utopia heavenly, Opening the gate, I stood breathlessly, The air full of an enchanting scent; I found myself in a Paradise lovely. All my beloved embraced me tenderly, I let go of tears and found contentment; I went to a beautiful Utopia heavenly. I was greeted by God very respectably, Sublime the flowers and trees resplendent; I found myself in a Paradise lovely. In Heaven the birds all chirp happily, And all my pets dwell in this firmament; I went to a beautiful Utopia heavenly, I found myself in a Paradise lovely. ____________________ November 26, 2015 Villanelle Written by Broken Wings For the contest, I Went To Heaven, sponsor, Laura Urbaniak Second Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2015



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Rest In Eternal Peace

Earthly rags are cast away at heaven's gates
Every one will stand before Him, awaiting their fate
Clothed with robes of peace or naked in disgrace.

Before the Judgment Seat, He awaits each case
All souls are before Him, all will see His face
Earthly rags are cast away at heaven's gates.

Those who lived in His peace, secure and safe
Those who lived in their hate, death's bitter taste
Clothed with robes of peace or naked in disgrace.

All humankind, every tribe, tongue and race
Called before The Lord, they will await
Earthly rags are cast away at heaven's gates.

Christ on His Throne, beyond time and space
Books are opened, His decrees will take place
Clothed with robes of peace or naked in disgrace.

No mortal can escape their destiny and fate
One must trust the Savior, or it will be too late
Earthly rags are cast away at heaven's gates
Clothed with robes of peace or naked in disgrace.


Written on 2/27/2015

Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2015

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No one lives forever

My cloak as been removed, my invincibility laid bare.  
My life clock is in overdrive is this my time to breath my last fresh air.
Let heaven wait an angel and hell a stokers mate.

My plan is to rest in peace and hope not to many weep.
My eyes will miss the sunsets, my heart its beating in my breast.
My cloak as been removed, my invincibility laid bare.  

My mortal time is ending my heart will soon beat it last.
and I'm off to rest in peace or may haunt those that laughed.
let heaven wait an angel and hell a stokers mate.

You think you will live forever and then sneak an extra day.
but in reality any day could be the day that  your last breath go's away    
My cloak as been removed,my invincibility laid bare.  

Your born without a penny and tears within your eyes.
and leave behind your fortune and them tears in others eyes.
Let heaven wait an angel and hell a stokers mate.

Let life's trials have it's say, and then turn the other cheek.
Live your life with love and passion and treasure every day.   
My cloak as been removed, my invincibility laid bare  
Let heaven wait an angel and hell a stokers mate.

Copyright © stephen pennell | Year Posted 2017

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HEAVEN-A MIXTURE OF HAPPINESS

heaven lies in innocent and peace heart.
where does the innocent and peace heart lies?
first it lies in god. 
next to god is the babies.
in their each and every action there lies heaven.
heaven there in our vision.
how we face things is the heaven, which keeps us happily.
have a fine and good thought in the heart and mind.
all is well and every where is the heaven.
life will float in air.

Copyright © lavanya ramamurthi | Year Posted 2014

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Land of No More Night

He’s bathing the whole world in light
Life from His throne in Heaven sings
Live in the land of no more night

Soon we’ll rise up and take that flight
The song through all creation rings
He’s bathing the whole world in light

Sometimes life seems like such a fight
But rewards and blessings that it brings
Live in the land of no more night

Where everything is made just right
Your life is full of Heaven’s things
He’s bathing the whole world in light

I’ll not turn away from Heaven’s sight
Come be with me where true life rings
Live in the land of no more night

Go to the Lord who made it right
Created by the light God brings
Rest in God’s peace in living light
All darkness gone and no more night

Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015

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Villanelle: No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law

Villanelle: No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law

No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law
Inhabit the corridors of authority
Must of needs lay lives down their peoples to succour

Makes no difference whether tyrant emperor
Or those who sneak in barely in democracy
No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law

Falter even once nay their lives forfeit before
This the rule must be for those in authority
Must of needs lay lives down their peoples to succour

The judge who takes sides for the favours of a whore
The prince consort who soils queen’s bed with germs mighty
No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law

President who risks State secrets with paramour
Minister who fills own pockets with rigged treaty
Must of needs lay lives down their peoples to succour

Qian holds Heaven where must reside nothing impure
Lest the downpour soak toiling souls’ immunity
No lives are theirs those who embody rule of law
Must of needs lay lives down their peoples to succour

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2016

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent - 27

Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 27

Pounce not like Tiger on lone backwoods fields
Never know who’d be chasing balls fall into holes
Balls roll back to earth from smooth Elysian fields

Stuff the coffin with hot golf balls till it yields
Watch that swing cuff not some angel’s soft turf curls
Pounce not like Tiger on lone backwoods fields

Learn to swing the club of all sizes and wields
Too late when on Heaven’s downy udders’ twirls
Balls roll back to earth from smooth Elysian fields

Train that eye to watch how balls shoot through cloud shields
For once on that turf sound of choir psalms rolls
Pounce not like Tiger on lone backwoods fields

Swing that club while you can on mad muddy fields
Till muscle bone and nerve combine swing as bowls
Balls roll back to earth from smooth Elysian fields

What particles swing through which magnetic fields
To shape humans who roll (like) golf balls into holes
Pounce not like Tiger on lone backwoods fields
Balls roll back to earth from smooth Elysian fields

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2015

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Villanelle: What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses

Villanelle: What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses

What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses
Time Space Suffering the meanness of everything
The only exception: never deathlessnesses

Take KARMA example of prowess excesses
Such as the Mean Violent  doing their own thing
What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses

You're not supposed to know past lives' excesses
Though you do good continue to take a beating
The only exception: never deathlessnesses

Thinkers on the subject of lobsidednesses
Simply say: ponder! as if waiting for lightning
What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses

What if Life comes to an end locked in fastnesses
Your karmic interests lost in false accounting
The only exception: never deathlessnesses

Who d'you damn for this in other universes’s
What if you took chances doing your own thing-fling
What's flabbergasting is the limitlessnesses
The only exception: never deathlessnesses

© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2017