Afterlives Poems - Poems about Afterlives

...In smoky halls where echoes groan, they carved the truths in tempered stone, yet none recall the scribe who wrote— a chap in boots and mismatched coat. His quill was plucked from harpy's wing, ......

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...I see them in reflections - the orange juice glass at breakfast or my iPhone where they can pop, like notifications - I keep my phone face down. They usually want to tell you something - how it wa......

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...Unknown Nothings Infinite amounts of prophecies philosophies sciences ideologies ideas dharmas karmas and dogmas of beginnings endings afterlives heavens hells nirvanas enlightenmen......

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...The Art of the spoken word Is east Jerusalem Ornate Probate of the money lenders Who tender purity and security For a price Gods children are willing to pay Because they are the sheep O......

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...What might I be If I know not who I am? If I am who I think I am, I am not who I believe Myself to be, therefore Not knowing who I am, What might I be? Reread and perhaps There is comprehensi......

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...I would give you my advices If they weren't overpowered with spices And things. Believe me, I hold No control over these bold Statements I make, nor the clever Phrases and quips. I have never T......

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...Have you ever been, So lost and annoyed you stopped progressing, So paranoid of where you’re heading, So many demons that you face on your own, In your zone but making ya feel frozen, Paralyzed ......

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...Jesus Christ’s Final Days on Earth His ride to town began with human praise. And palm fronds paved the road that Jesus chose. The will of God the Father Christ assays. Upon an ass with humble h......

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...Your mysticism captivates my world today Covered in gold and ruins We try to decode What you left behind for us so long Its been five thousand years And we still feel so lost without you Let yo......

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...it seems unfair to me sometimes that life has to end. i hold you in my sight paused in motion refusing to forget the patterns of your face youth only fades yet noone wants to fathom what age p......

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...Atheism's beauty is newly welcoming. Beliefs of God dissipating, fastly waning. My morals mocked, trashed, disregarded around me. I remain lost, unseen - For God is a lazy, scientific flee. Rel......

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