Alongside Poems - Poems about Alongside

How did I come into existence... Like a tear resurrected from tragedy into cool lucidity... I remember the smooth bone of your face emerging from the virgin blackness of raw Time... And I recall the flesh of your face in the heavy pulse of Life begining, yours was the first death ever, and in your naked eyes I saw the distance of Forever... Do you...

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I walked through the valley of Death, Where so many had walked before. On every tomb there lay a flower, That had taken their last breath— For it’s darkness that holds the power, And it’s darkness you can’t ignore. I saw demons chanting songs of woe, I saw babes wailing, lost; alone. Black chapels crumble, halls decayed,...

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Between the silence of a sterile room and a child of grace the sure footed arrival of a God without a face The hourglass of time stills the stage with un-remission as she waits by Snow Don Hills without contrition A floodlight of compassion eases in she's not in pain her soul is...

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As autumn leaves turn crimson and red, ready to fall I lie here exhausted, waiting for my final call. I stare into the approaching ferocious night, And fear the fiend coming to strangle me tight. As my final moments on earth begin to show, My breath becomes...

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God, take my hand when I breathe my last sigh. Let me get on my knees and comply, Weak and meek before Your Majesty. Take me home so gallantly. My spirit is so tired. Life is short and so long too, so desired, To be in my final destiny, Rejoicing with the angels, their voices so velvety. A brown-eyed angel follows me around; The...

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God never fails us He made heads tails of us His plan is perfect look up see God’s grace Sun sky moon in perfect place His plan is perfect tribulations prune flowers we are green as blooms His plan is perfect black death comes icy God walks beside thee us He never leaves...

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God walks warmly alongside death At any time last bell may ring. Proceed happily on last breath. Take life easy in zest and zing. Don’t know, ‘After Life’, what will bring !...

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Fear not life’s end, for you’ll go on. God walks warmly alongside death. Just as night is followed by dawn, fear not life’s end, for you’ll go on. Flesh grows cold when to light you’ve gone and you have breathed your final breath. Fear not life’s end, for you’ll go on. God walks warmly alongside death....

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Life goes through a controlled cycle All that live must die Else, would we not be objects of shadows Trying to accomplish feats which are so unnatural? God, an entity which we have not yet understood Is good to all of existence Since He creates, He also needs to destroy Merely to allow the wheel of fate to keep on revolving Since He...

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Warmly describes a human emotion, understandably applied for humans to pleasure, as it's biblically written where the prophets of old and new entertained the clueless population yet obstacles hinder The Word's view. Then and now, wrapped up in doubt full of opinions, mostly their devices deceptive or modify wherefrom the clout synagogues or churches, advice is from the pulpits that sermons rout the ignorants who'll...

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Right now it feels like we’re something casual, with out a meaning, nothing actual, only one of us holds deeper feelings, I know that persons me, but one day I want to say it’s you to be, it would break my heart, if it was today we had to be apart, or what if my...

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Old boat, time-worn path, Dolphins glide through emerald waves, Leaping side by side— Their joyous dance in the mist, Paints the sea with morning bliss....

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Can you be happy and sad simultaneously Many say you can today contemporaneously I say, on your wedding day attend the funeral of a friend That'll surely put your happiness to an ignominious end...

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Early morning raindrops on my window pane. They mimic my tears dops softly rolling down my face. The dark skies represent the suffering that is in my heart. Cold air in spring is the response to my pain. Joy is a gift that is eternal. Remembering this I beginn to hear the...

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E-ndless L-ove O-f I-mmortal S-upreme A-lmighty S-tays I-n C-hurch A-longside T-ruth Topic: Birthday of Sister Eloisa Sicat (March 28) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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