Best Constantine Poems


Times of Deception

that's the future age of the deceiver
peace on earth,hell in heaven
it's an ancient plan
jews betrayed their religion erased ALLAH'S words and rewrote the Torah and the talmud (win,win deciet)
christians betrayed their religion accepted the continuous hammering of the Bible from constantine the pagan to james the ***,
moslems betrayed their religion ALLAH saved his Qur'an so the tampered with the practice and accepted fake sayings on their prophets tongue and raised it above Qur'an
my dear fellow human don't denounce the sole creator for the betrayal of the creation
he offered free will and warnings 
these are no different religions they are all one
spirituality is the essence but not in an illiterate manner searching mortals for immortality is as ugly as can be
religion is humanity at it's best
no fancy synagogues,churches,mosques
the whole earth is worship ground
peace upon all ,all includes who still doesn't believe 
you can never offer religion at the tip of your sword
Tamer Hossam
Categories: constantine, age, destiny, earth, evil,
Form: Free verse

Salvation Is From the Jews


Salvation Is From the Jews

22“You Samaritans worship what you do not know; we worship what we do know, for salvation is from the Jews. 23Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. 24God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth.” John 4:22-24 NIV


Jesus said, “Salvation is from the Jews.”
Should we not be more thankful
To the nation of Israel—
A nation that seeks to be peaceful?
Jesus himself was Jewish
Not a Samaritan or Roman of His day.
From Christ’s Jewish roots
Came our Christianity of today!

Thanks to Constantine the Great
Our Jewish roots have been tainted;
Mixed with pagan customs;
By man’s times and laws polluted.
Anti-semitism led to Sunday worship,
Instead of God’s sanctified Sabbath day;
Saints were given halos—
Immortality at death portrayed.

The Jewish roots of Christianity
Cannot be denied.
Even the laws of our nations,
Upon Moses’ tablets have relied.
The Jewish people,
Have taught us a thing or two;
They gave us the Torah—
The books of Moses in Hebrew!

Since salvation is from the Jews,
Should we not show our gratitude?
To the nation of Israel—
Offer a Christian attitude.
It’s the only nation with a future,
When all other kingdoms tumble down.
The New Jerusalem’s our home in heaven;
Where those grafted into the olive tree will be found!

Copyright © 2010-2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
Categories: constantine, faith, inspirational, father, father,
Form: Rhyme

America's Lament

Slipping gently towards entropy,
Ownership with an apostrophe.
Braid the loose frays of sanity
Till something true finally answers me.

Troops are marching over many lands,
Tagged cornflower blue--a worldwide brand.
Don't speak out or you will be banned,
Towers implode just as they've planned.

Constantine merged Rome's faiths to one
Keeping time and step with Pagans.
Moloch laughs at our dull compassion
While Illuminati goals corrupt conception.

With a punitive eye beneath the skin
Mankind’s been declared the pathogen.
So an age of ignorance was ushered in
With aims to squelch the soul within.

Rotating parties deflect shared shame
Allowing complacency to be blamed.
Splintered populations can be tamed,
And bombs tend to leave bodies maimed.

Thieves steel gold and filch the free press,
Bobble heads working to keep up stress,
Businessmen sponsoring all this mess.
"We've got some pills if you feel depressed..."

We inherently trust their authority
As they outlaw nutrients due to toxicity.
In an effort to organize bioactivity
They count on our enduring apathy.

We protest lies, so they've built some pens.
Peace simply means they'll take our weapons.
"So go buy a widescreen for your den
To watch us start your wars again."

Even the name Bilderberg is a joke.
As they like it they’ve managed to fleece us broke,
Locking humanity into the yoke.
They sold the world lies before they ever spoke.

Crypto-eugenics is a fatal threat,
Academia functioning as a stooge pet.
Look into those eyes; they've got no regret
To kill us all off like they're clearing a debt.

Global control would only serve them well,
Micro chipped souls have no secrets to sell.
Salivate each time you hear their bell
Or they'll call themselves gods chasing you through hell.

Our oppressive puppet liars, they will not quit,
So don't waste breath saying, 'I'll submit.'
Words of our liberty are just and legit,
And truthful self-rule is a righteous fit.

When bureaucrats state dissent is treachery
In truth they've already sold their loyalty,
They still threaten our sovereignty.
Reclaim our human right to be free!
© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: constantine, history, hope, political, social,
Form: Quatrain

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Heroes Need Heroes To

So who do you look up too?
Wishing you could repeat their acts of daring do!
Dying to escape your self build shell,
Dreaming that you were like Constantine in the realm of hell.
When real life is getting you down.
Day dreaming you were Spiderman webbing up the town.
Reality the daily struggle we face.
Faster than the Flash trying to get ahead of the rat race.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
Have faith in the strength of your convictions.
Know that no matter how small we feel.
Everyone is going through their own ordeal.
So remember every day be strong.
Swimming through humanities daily throng.
Heroes they need heroes too.
You're a hero to me I know thats true.
Categories: constantine, hero, life,
Form: Iambic Pentameter

Premium Member Zoe

Am I considered lucky to be born into the purple?
I am the daughter of an emperor in Constantinople.
Actually, I am a prisoner in anguish and pain.
I am forbidden to marry during my father’s reign.
All in the court hail the Emperor Constantine.
As a father, he has been cruel and mean.
Many have called me the most beautiful of our time.
However, a woman in her late forties is past her prime.
My father has been emperor since Uncle Basil’s death.
He is now quite near to taking his last breath.
As a result, he has placed his seal on an edict.
I am to marry Romanus Argyros, the city’s prefect.
This man Romanus had been married previously.
My father made him divorce in order to marry me.
I have no feelings for Romanus at all.
The man catching my fancy is named Michael.
Romanus can only be an emperor of the worst kind.
A way out of this problem is what I must find.

Empress Zoe of the Byzantine Empire lived from 950 to 1022 AD
Categories: constantine, historyfather, father,
Form: Rhyme

A Valentine Dump.

I once knew a guy named Constantine
Who fell for a girl named Clementine,
And they started to date
But this was her sad fate,
Dumped her the week before Valentine.


Poor Clementine her heart was broken
She thought that he loved her for certain,
After Valentine's day
He called her to say,
I'm sorry, I was so mistaken.



Well Clementine took back her man
But he didn't know she had a plan,
He asked her to marry
She said she'd be happy,
At the Alter she left him and ran.



This is for you cheap fellas out there
Who break up with your women each year,
Please know what you're doing
We love to get even,
And then you would be living in fear.
Categories: constantine, funny, love, people
Form: Limerick


Mithraism

Mithraism

“20 They exchanged their glorious God for an image of a bull, which eats grass. 21 They forgot the God who saved them, who had done great things in Egypt, 22 miracles in the land of Ham and awesome deeds by the Red Sea.” Psa 106:20-22 NIV

At the foot of Mount Sinai
In the presence of our Lord,
God’s children worshiped the image of a bull—
Ignored their God in one accord.
The worship of Mithras who slayed the bull
Is still with us today;
Covered with a robe of Christianity;
It’s pagan origin concealed, not on display.

Mithraism is based on Astrology,
Which has become favored by many.
As if the times and season have an influence,
When it is God who controls our journey.
Most say Mithraism originated in Persia,
And covered most of the Roman Empire.
It was a religion of secrecy—
Gave credence to its sun god umpire.

Mithraism influenced so-called Christianity
In a very subversive way.
Many of its customs were adopted,
Such as a priesthood and Christmas day.
When Mithraism is closely studied,
It’s not very hard to see,
That the Romans obeyed their sun god—
Their Emperor’s hand of power to agree.

Constantine made the cross a symbol
Worthy of power and display;
Claiming it brought him victory
In a strange, miraculous way.
Although professed, he was not a Christian,
But rather sought unity of his kingdom;
Purely to maintain his power;
Put a stop to all Christian martyrdom.

Constantine was a Legionnaire,
And their secret religion was Mithraism.
As head of the military he influenced Christianity,
With his secret religion of paganism.
Mithras’ worship is still with us,
But it has a Christian camoflague.
It’s always been a religion of secrecy,
So ask God's truth to be revealed at large.

© Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
Categories: constantine, faith, religion, god, christian,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Battle of Milvian Bridge

An arrow pierced my beating heart 
While deep in rapt repose;
Waking me from my memories 
Of Milvian Bridge I suppose.

It struck straight in my aorta 
Bludgeoning me to death;
Until I woke up sweetly praying
Underneath my dying breath.

I could hear the shouts of anguish
Desolation, mortal pain;
Brought upon us one and all
From our great king, Constantine. 

Who came to fight Maxentious,
Roman Emperor of renown;
The lines were drawn and dies were cast:
Brave men were going down. 

We forty thousand troops from Gaul 
Headed straight away towards Rome;
And when we reached the River Tiber 
A flaming cross was shown.

High up in the royal rafters where
The Savior rose from His grave, 
Our king declared allegiance there 
And Christianity was made.  


While we fought like men and brothers
Bleeding buckets to the bones;
And when the fight was finally over
My thoughts returned to home. 

All in my sweet slumber
While waking from this dream;
An arrow pierced my beating heart
Once again, or so it seems.
Categories: constantine, history, me, men,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Evolution of the Ankh

In the ancient Egyptian culture
The Ankh represented life’s adventure

Crux ansata - Latin translation
Cross with a handle, strong foundation

When Roman Emperor Constantine
Envisioned his death in a dream scene

He adapted the symbol’s meaning
To reflect violence intervening

With a warrior’s death -- sword and spear 
Evoking in non-Christians supreme fear

Today the Ankh remains a symbol
Sacredly identifiable

With the power of Christian belief
All handed down from Sanskrit relief

I see the cross and eternal circle
As faith's evolution -- God's miracle
Categories: constantine, history, philosophydeath, death,
Form: Couplet

Christ Said So

All Good Sarah, yes we are meant to suffer at different levels by being 
Born in special hardship places...be born an eskimo suffer the cold,
Why do u think we have pirates and con men in nigeria,?
Because of their bastard ways, a put over con man won't want to change,
I look for man like logic in our universe and think it's how it works.

As Ye sow so shall Ye reap, get resurrected on some **** heap.
When you get to pay for your crimes.
Theodora the harlot got rid of a Pope,
Put in her own in Constantinopal,
She didn't want to pay for her many bad crimes,
Reincarnation she cut out from the Christian doctrine,
Holy Roman,
Emperor Constantine did as he was told,
By the Emperors harlot ever so bold,
The Jews always looked for Elijahs return,
And John of the Baptist was he you will learn,
For Christ who has risen, said so.
Categories: constantine, adventure, universe,
Form: Ballad

The Cross and the Lance...Pt.1

The human experience fulfilling sensation,
our environment is our creation,
not ours originally,but ours to maintain,
natural system,needs are sustained...

Everybody has a bell that rings
cellular vibration,in song it sings,
a siren song enchanting desire
a high which takes you higher and higher...

The world is full of it's rising stars
untapped potential which takes them far,
it also has it's falling stars too,
a world of fools,a world of ruin...

A new portal behind every door
a gambit of play being explored
every encounter a game of chance,but,
what do you bear,the cross or the lance ?
        
The relic spear a source of power
Imperial thrones built up their towers
from Constantine to Charlemagne,
the Byzantine to the Lorraine...

All just sequels of transformation
preceding was laid their emulation
enacted improvements instituted
system of governing constituted...

All in hope to outlast the past,
relay race,a passing of the staff,
still only bond by popular opinion
confounded by those noxious minions...

The eastern hemisphere full of rage
they crossed the Atlantic to disengage,
but,in their scope,they brought disease,
methodology which didn't appease...

The red west never got a true chance
as invaders stormed behind their lance,
Montezuma welcomed with open arms,
soldiers of fortune brought firearms...

Indigenous people filled their plantation
others were chained to fulfill fruition,
Noble's became Don's,others slavemaster,
chain of events was still a disaster....

From fuedalisms fortune of  birth
circumstance directed  self-worth
peasantry suffered tilling the soil
while others got fat from plundered spoils...
Categories: constantine, history, politicalworld, song, song,
Form: Free verse

Premium Member Genuine True Love Sighting

Dedicated to:  Evgeniya & Constantine

Genuine True Love Sighting

Just felt like I had to share
A few thoughts that I wrote
Of how you both inspire me
So this is a thank you note

Now first I will tell you
A few things about me
With a brief description
And a little bit of history

Been divorced five times
Raised my children on my own
Working several jobs at a time
And now they are all grown

With sixteen grandchildren
And another one on the way
I’m filled with many blessings
And most thankful each day

I carry a cheerful attitude 
Keeping on the sunny side
Try to always help others
And most rules I do abide

There is just one little thing
In this life I wasn’t certain of
If there could possibly really be
Two people who share true love

Every once in a blue moon
I’ve caught a glimpse or two
Of some couples who appear
To be carrying love that’s true

My hopes have stayed high
For there to be a possibility
That true love really exists
Maybe even one day for me

Then the day finally came
When I saw the both of you
Walking together hand in hand
With a genuine joy shared by two

You both shined so brightly
Initially it was a big surprise
Then many more times again
I could hardly believe my eyes

I knew I had to say something
So I could let you both know
How much you encouraged me
With true happiness that shows

Today I saw you both again
When I drove down the alley
 As you sat on that yellow bench
Laughing together so happily

I stopped for just a moment
As a smile grew on my face
To catch a view of two people
Enjoying each other’s space

You do share something special
A relationship of the right kind
That genuine true love together
Most people are searching to find

Some people never really find it
And some will never even try
Some never knew they had it
Until it has slipped right on by

Never let go of what you have
Just hold on through eternity
Because that’s what true love
Is genuinely supposed to be

 
Florence McMillian (Flo)
Categories: constantine, dedication, happiness, hope, inspirational,
Form: Narrative

Question To My Human Family

What if My son was gay? Would you lead him astray? Would you force him to believe those things that society might say? Would you be there for him on graduation day? Or would you have pushed him away, a long time ago, like you believe "HE" will on judgement day? What about YOUR ********! Is that OK? Do you dehumanize yourself in the same way? What about Your bastard child? Is That OK to say? I hate your arrogance and hypocritical way! Do you believe that "bible" was written for you in any way?? Constantine was the devil, and you choose to follow him anyway! Think for yourself and believe what they say; love is an emotion once face-to-face. Last time I checked, love conquers hate. Either include all people OR stay the hell away!
Categories: constantine, abuse, deep, freedom, society,
Form: ABC

Im Sorry Kim

Let me explain the main reason i went insane
Hear me out for the things that im sayin
I know i get things in my head and i say them
I say that im playin with all the jokes i be layin
And i know sometimes i say the wrong things that i say
But just know i think of you everyday 
Every minute every second of the way 
And i pray that i may say someday "i do"
The things that ill do for you 
Im missin you 
I think back at all the moments that i was huggin and kissin you
My life is nothing without being with you
All the hard times i went thru
Huggin and holdin me and sayin I Love You
The tears that i cried when i was in your arms
Held my hands and palms and kept me calm
I want someday to be your title mom
All the pain and mistakes inside of me like a bomb
So my heart is a real gentle stillness
Its like i have a severe mental illness
Its not his or her business
I want to know "What are we what is this"?
Im confused what today is Valentines,Halloween or Christmas?
Just know im sorry for hanging up when you call
I get worried thats all
I just want to know wherever you are; house,friends or off to the mall
And i know that i call and start things and blow everything off 
Like a giant high tempered jerk ball 
And i know that i hurt you makin you fall
Im sorry for all the times i go crazy insane insane crazy 
I think of you everyday and when it happens i go sane not crazy 
This poem is just for you baby
Kim my wife,my baby,my only love,and years to come grow old together and grow 
lazy 
And darkness clouds in and our eyes go  hazy  
Holding hands together while the world holds still for our lives it spins one last 
time......This is my rhyme...
Love Constantine to Kim J     
04.05.06-Heaven
Categories: constantine, love, me, crazy, me,
Form:

Symbols and Mystery

The Holy Bible with it's symbols and are filled with mysteries.
The Holy Scriptures are were our way is found; our history.
The council long ago with Constantine the emperor gathered the leaders.
To decide which books were to be Scripture, which were heresy to the reader.

Some books were omitted and some were deemed to not have revelance.
Leaving important scriptures out like Mary Magdelan, Paul, even Judas made no sense.
These sriptures were written by people who walked with the Savior.
Mixing Church with state it could have possibly changed our thoughts, Our Spiritual behavior.

Remembering that scriptures were written by mere mortals.
These are books that stand the test of time it's a time portal.
The master deceiver confuses man, he wants to be above God the Father he exalts himself.
So by leaving these texts out he has won over mans thoughts he's defineltly carnal.

Found in Egypt in 1945 these books could help solve some of the Fathers mysteries.
Why do these books bring anger amongst the church elders? What is the key?
These men who decided which books would make up the Holy Bible.
were putting together a roman Kingdom and the corruption of Spiritual revival.

Oh yes it started long ago the corrupter the evil one of this world.
Knows his time is short God's plan is about to unfurl. 
These books found in Egypt are really important for our Spiritual path.
They may hold the key to His mystery and save us from our Father's wrath.

Mary Magdelan who was present at the last supper,
Wrote one of these books found in the desert, it could change our lives forever.
She was closer to our Lord than any of the apostles, she served our Savior. 
Maybe through reading, studying, in faith, we will save our Spiritual behavior.

We as Christians should heed the warnings signs and find out what they mean.
Not all is in black and white, not all is what it seems.
The Holy Bible is God's word He chooses to let us see if we have faith and humbly pray.
Studying with the Holy Spirit the scriptures are important in every way.
Categories: constantine, faith, books, time, bible,
Form: Rhyme
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