Best Flesh And Blood Poems
All men will…
Will leave a legacy
After life’s journey comes to an end
This is something to think about
In these times of uncertainties
We weave intrinsically, our “eternity”
Man is more than flesh and blood
Our spirit never dies
Daily, we choose
Whether consciously or not
Moment by moment
A word uttered can not die
Cannot become void
But rides a wind into forever
Awaiting accountability
Man is more than flesh and blood
Our spirit never dies
Daily, we choose
love is flesh and blood
when given to the white rose
the flower turns red
We Wrestle Not Against Flesh and Blood!
We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but powers in a high place!
It’s a battle that continues each day! It’s evil vs. God’s grace!
There are powers of good and evil fighting for you and me!
They’re fighting for where your soul will be for eternity!
The Bible clearly speaks of this, and makes it very clear!
This world, as we know it, shall one day disappear!
This battle is not ours, but a spiritual one that rages!
It’s been going on, since the beginning of the ages!
Satan has unleashed his evil demons to run “here and there.”
His ultimate goal is to see you dead! HE DOESN’T CARE!
Jesus came, to sacrifice his life, to purchase your soul!
He loves you so very much! More than you'll ever know!
If you see yourself “wrestling,”
against another person…
Let this be a reminder to you!
And an important lesson!
The truth of God’s word is relevant!
May it speak to you today!
Where there is a spiritual battle…
Christ has made a way!
He’s made a way to flee! And accept his salvation plan!
The best thing you can do,
is to put you life in HIS hands!
Jesus is the best reason for you to accept him!
Won’t you do it?
Through the struggles and battle of life…
He will see you through it!
Please come Lord Jesus and touch us
with your glory that shines!
For you have already won the battle! And victory can be MINE!
By Jim Pemberton Read Eph. 6:12
Flesh and Blood
Dedicated to my brother Nick
I’m sick of the games you play
Being selfish in every way
So easy for you to point the blame
Never the one to take the shame
This is my flesh and blood
And I’m gonna save him from your flood
I’ll carry him through the end
If that’s what it takes
To watch his broken heart mend
Through the years
My brother had to bottle up the tears
Rejected because he was different from the rest
Set up to fail every single test
This is my flesh and blood
And I’m gonna save him from your flood
I’ll carry him through the end
If that’s what it takes
To watch his broken heart mend
You, You hypocrite!
You’re just a fake
I’m gonna laugh when this is thrown back in your face
I dare you to give him your best shot
Because I’m gonna be there to give you all that I got
Everyone is shoving him to curb
So I’m gonna give you what you deserve
This is my flesh and blood
And I’m gonna save him from your flood
I’ll carry him through the end
If that’s what it takes
To watch his broken heart mend
It is not made of
Solid stone or grainy sand
Flesh and blood is love.
(January 10, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
He is my flesh and blood
For we are forever connected
Troubled from birth, he knows no peace
He dreams of a normal life
Yet instead he is forced to live in constant pain
When I look in to his eyes
I see his beautiful soul
For he is slowly drowning
With every passing day he loses strength
I want to save him, but I can’t imagine how
I sit on the sidelines, watching the world pass him by
I live in constant fear and sorrow
For he is my flesh and blood
Wondering will this boy ever be free
Such a gifted and caring person
His brain his very own prison
He has never harmed anyone so why is he condemned to live the live he lives?
He wants to be normal
He DREAMS of being happy
He is my flesh
He is my blood
I wonder everyday if today is the day that we must part
I have never loved someone
Who I hate just as much
The bruises always fade
The hysteria always clams
Injuries heal
But my heart will forever always be scarred…
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Flesh and blood-Ian Munywe©
Though I do not say,
I can see.
Though I am mum,
I take notice.
Though I am still,
I tremble.
Though I do not sing,
I can hear.
Though I stay,
I could be leaving.
Sooner,
than later.
Though I transgress,
I am seeking redemption.
Though I seek truth,
I lie.
Though I stand firm,
I anticipate a fall.
Though I foresee new beginnings,
I fear for abrupt endings.
Though I grapple,
and tussle with life.
I am only a man,
flesh and blood.
Ian Munywe©
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(This is a fictional poem)
When I held you in my arms for the first time, I was blessed.
I love you more than life itself, you truly are the best.
You're my daughter and I'm proud to be your dad.
When I see you happy, it always makes me glad..
You are my flesh and blood and I only want the best for you.
You will grow up to be one hell of a lady, that's certainly true.
Form:
FLESH AND BLOOD
flesh and blood —
He became.
down from his royal throne,
a little lower than the angels,
who waited
to serve Him
at his beloved call.
flesh and blood —
His,
to save us.
He who was rich
became poor.
the King of Glory —
born,
in a humble stable.
flesh and blood —
firsthand
experience of our pain,
our temptations,
from fetus to adulthood.
flesh and blood —
bread and wine,
dipped
in death’s sorrow.
and He says:
Come!
Eat and Drink,
experience with Him —
LIFE!
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Hebrews 2:14 Since the children have flesh and blood, HE too shared in their humanity so that by his death he might destroy him who holds the power if death — that is, the devil—
M-ake no bones about flesh and blood,
A-nyone is mistake-prone;
E-ven though he wants not to sin,
D-evilish acts work against his own.
E-xpress the fact about flesh and blood, for they are the product of creation;
L-ord Almighty God in heaven is the source of truthful information.
H-ave to make no bones
E-specially about flesh and blood;
R-eal meaning of life is taught
N-o other than by only one God.
A-bout flesh and blood make no bones,
N-o man on earth lasts forever;
D-eath comes anywhere, anytime,
E-ven if one has
Z-eal to breathe air.
L-et me make no bones
A-bout flesh and blood;
C-orret me if I'm wrong,
U-sing the pure words of God.
A-s you speak direct to the point,
T-wenty-second July God owns;
A-bout flesh and blood better make no bones.
“I AM life’s Bread,”
The Lord, Jesus, said
He never faltered
Words ne’er altered
“I AM the Way.”
They turned away
Couldn’t bear the thought
Of what He taught
“Eat My Flesh, drink My Blood.”
Yet no one could
It was the law
There was no flaw
This new teaching
Seemed to be breaching
What they always knew
Obeyed as a Jew
They couldn’t see
This was He
Who gave this Word
They’d always heard
Who made the change
That seemed so strange
“Eat My Flesh, drink My Blood.”
They couldn’t see this was good
New Covenant to bring them to
The very same God, Who
Willed from the beginning
Despite our sinning
For all to come to be
With Him eternally
That He gave His Flesh and Blood
On that holy wood
By His death on the Cross
We gained from His loss
The very Life of His
In the Holy Eucharist
His Flesh for me to eat
For it is just and meet
His Precious Blood outpoured
To be worshipped and adored
For only by the merits of He
Could we enjoy Heaven’s eternity
Since by our grievous fault
We closed the Heav’nly vault
He made for us a new way
By life-giving words He did say
“This is My Body, this is my Blood”
Take and eat, take and drink as you should
Robert Sherriff 'Australian' Author-Poet-Actor-Model-Singer/songwriter
Flesh and blood
I was flesh and blood who, with the grace of God, has been blessed by him, the Son Jesus, and the Holy Ghost. I have been with my belief. I had a journey I did not want to ever send my beloved children on to protect them, love them, keep them safe, feed them, love them, educate them, and teach them good morals with the love of my life, my Wife Carol. So blessed are Thee.
A journey so cruel and unkind a journey to which most would fall by the wayside, and would they be much stronger than the praise be to my God
I, who had nothing, was desecrated and longing for love and understanding; kindness found the love of my life, my Wife Carol, thank thee, O, my God.
I have sinned a million times, but my God is patient, loving, understanding, and knowing that in my heart, I am trying to be an honest man.
He loves me for who I am, the real me. I bow my head to thee, my Dear God
Without my love for God and Jesus and the Holy Ghost, my life would have been hollow, dark, and with no reason; my God gave a present from heaven to my six children
The greatest thing you will ever do is love someone and be loved to
My God is loving; he loves me as much as he loves you
Do not bear false witness; adeptly
My God let his only beloved son die on the cross for me and you
I am a child of God who was lost and was now found