Best Miraculous Poems
I don't believe in miracles, only you.
A sigh of love could say it all. This is true,
that ever since you looked at me I have known
I would never feel the same, oh how I've grown.
Never again will we mire in doubt. This time
You and I will cast the shadows from our minds.
This time I would learn from you all that I can,
what it truly means to be your perfect man.
How holy it feels to see behind your eyes.
My love has touched your core, infinite in size.
A universe of happiness now we bring
in union that defies the need for this ring.
My darling Veroni*, what have you become?
Where once there were two, now all I see is one.
*Vera + Yoni = Veroni
In space, universal static sings its
icy songs to celestial bodies;
their romance helps to keep the balance;
life’s turning…turning…
In finite depths of black holes,
are secrets that earth life can only imagine.
When souls in night-flight,
take their tours; genius is born.
The classrooms of infinity,
stock atomic memory with volumes;
a cosmic library.
Genious, like prophecy, is never recognized or
validated in its own time.
Einstein’s mind, spanned eons of knowledge
on its journeys; a mind of depths unfathomed by many.
Tesla’s receptivity reached into infinity’s abyss
and witnessed God in action,
Lessons learned but, suppressed by the greed
of ignorance and fools, were buried with him.
The variations of education,
are not limited to earth’s known facts
and if the human species ever opened its collective mind; miracles would be a daily event.
The spiral staircase made her high heels sing
While she ascended to see faith’s work-surprising…
Triumphantly awaiting her was a great blessing
Indeed, an answered prayer, worthy of praising!
“With God, nothing is impossible,”* she shouted
“Dad’s cured from ailment with which he’s been afflicted.”
Miraculously, her father’s wish was granted:
To witness his daughter’s wedding he then waited!
From here the City churches pierced the mist
Announcing festive celebrations from their list
Revealing that the Sovereign Lord does exist
Thus, to seek and trust and Him, man should not resist.
Father and daughter extolled God’s wonders of care
How they worshiped Him for safeguarding their welfare
The father checked his “Trust God” notebook with awed stare
He closed it, and, now smiling, crossed the square.
Midst joy, He offered thanksgiving for their grand state
Saying, “You’re good, Oh, God, and great. You’re never late!”
He’s well to bring his daughter to her altar date.
*Luke 1:37 For with God nothing shall be impossible.
May 11, 2018
7th Place, "One Nine and Sixteen Upgrade Version" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Viv Wigley; judged on 6/20/2018.
"Rabbir hamhuma kama Rabbayani Sagheera."
("My Lord, have mercy upon my parents as they brought me up when I was small.")
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In every tongue of every land, in every syllable ever uttered
resides one pure word: Mother.
A face adorned like a flower in full bloom,
a grace radiant as the full moon’s glow, balanced in magical light.
Mother, the name of love that stretches across the cosmos,
the glory of earthly immortality.
She is a realm within my bones,
When I was lost in the depths of a storm-dark night,
She was the light that showed me the way.
Mother. Mother, and mother again.
Every word, every verse, every breath is mother.
I found Allah in her eyes.
I discovered the universe in her love.
She nourished me, nurtured me,
like a gem too sacred to be bought or sold.
She taught me how to live
to cherish joy, to treasure kinship.
She taught me to resist the pull of vengeance,
to confront arrogance with friendship.
She even taught me to love those who hated me.
Such splendid strength, such mystic power lives within her.
It gave me the will to carry on,
to cross the ocean of sorrow by the force of her love.
When I bow in prayer, I still hear you whisper,
"Well done, my son, live with the fear of Allah."
Mother, a word full of miracles, beyond definition.
You taught me to rise to the sky,
yet keep my eyes on the earth.
I miss you most when night falls,
In the silence, your light still brightens my thoughts.
Mother, a star in the sky of my compassion.
Her radiant eyes kept watch over me.
I never believed in eternity without her.
But she left me…
Now I am alone!
A lifeless stone among the living.
Mother, that glorious, exalted name,
I have lost that name today.
I am left with only the ache of her absence.
No connection remains,
except the haunting presence of mortality,
whispering that I may only meet her soul beyond this world.
And so today,
I lift my hands to the Creator
and pray for her peace
just as she once raised hers
to protect me in her arms.
It is evident
in all aspects of life
The Miraculous
Power of Art
It can encompass,
transcend reality
through all it's phases
Causes one to
change the direction,
focus of their life
Digs deep inside
your inner being
Utilizes the creative juices,
helps you to
truly feel your Soul
Opens mindfulness in
your consciousness all
the while putting you
in a happy
state of existence
Dreams are a guide book, for our lives;
Revealing information, by which we can survive.
Every dreamer, I can name
Astrally travels to other planes.
Many folk find magical sensations;
Their dreams are really revelations.
Including instructions on mortal living;
Miraculous visitations and a soul are forgiving.
Even prophecy’s found in dreams, along with many story schemes.
Among Bethlehem’s crowded dwellings
existed few good hearted innkeepers.
Joseph, knowing lovely Mary needed only privacy,
quietly rented stables
to unfold
Virgin’s wonderful Xmas yield
zealously
Miraculous
might
meaningfully
magnificent
maybe
mysterious
midst
magnanimous
ministerial
merry
moments
marks
my
Master’s
maximized
moves
magnifying
merciful*
maneuverings.
*Psalm 116:5 Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.
October 23, 2019
3rd place, "Tautogram Poems" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Eve Roper; judged on 10/30/2019.
God! Your splendid heart always loves the people
It reflects your realization the pain and ache of depart
As a result, you made reunited and gave happiness
You’re great! For the family of Raudhatul Jannah,
Who was lost in the 2004 Indian Ocean Tsunami,
Of that much horrible destruction and damages.
This is the true story of an Indonesian couple
Happening of unbelievable and unexpected thing
The incident of survival after the dead hope
In the age of fourteen as she was swept away in four
The wish of God, brought Jannah into the door of her home
Who knows about the future and human’s fate more?
Septi and Jamaliah, were a lucky parents of Jannah.
They were also being saved in tens of thousands dead
When the quake-triggered tsunami was in Aceh Province
In spite of making this deadly catastrophe still desperate
A surviving hope has kept them happy in finding the son, Arif
As miracle seen the daughter found after the decade long.
Jannah was spotted by her own uncle walking on the street?
He noticed resemblance then asked few questions to the girl?
Almighty’s wish to reunite, it was confirmed she was Jannah
She was survival of the disaster, missing daughter of his sister
Her luck provided shelter as one of the adoptive family member
That kind fisherman, Sarwani was like a divine to care to her.
There was no bound of gladness in the family getting reunited
Seeing daughter at the front and there is still hope of finding son
The elderly woman was happy to hand over Jannah to her mother
She took the satisfactory breath as she reached her original place
Human helped human here as a God, everyone must be like that
There are no words to praise Oh God, in your amazing participation!
Bhaktapur, Nepal
11/08/2014
I am a bird in miraculous flight
Looking down upon everything in sight
As the land rushes by, I take a look
Flowing like the water in the brook
I am free, breathing air in the sky
A natural ability, I don’t question why
I land where I choose, flying down below
I watch the actions of the fellow crow
This creation is my precious home to explore
When I fly each flight, I need nothing more
Heidi Sands
5/30/22
caged bird flies away
happiness is its twin soul
contentment is met....
It’s a dark cold night
Though no falling ice
Sitting in a balcony outside
To catch sight of moon light
Wow…find your image imbibed.
I know distance is unfathomable
Still the thoughts are near
To my heart you are dear
I wish to keep away all fear
See a face full of cheer-
Cheer of being together
Blessings from holy Father…
I know you ne believe
Still for my sake
With me you will perceive
Miracle all around,
I sit waiting astound
Imagination taking a new ground
Whirl and dance round n round
Silent exchanges make sound
O’ I am crowned!
A lovely dark cold night ,
Ambience of ecstasy and delight
As distances no longer hides
Soul sharing truth, no lies.
Bliss showered by merciful cloud
No worries will ever shout,
Gifted with a spiritual date
Rendezvous with the soul mate.
Indescribable beauty of the night
Heart clutching sentiments tight,
Praying for dwelling time
Rings the divine Wind-Chime….
There is flower, it is scarlet flower,
It is bright, it is flaming like dawn,
It is miraculous with the sun power,
It has name of the dream, it's alone.
Maybe over the seventh pass, breathing
of the wind will be so fresh and new
as that miraculous and so missing
most fairy flower, it's true.
And we all have a wish in that being
And no matter if path's steep and far
to find miraculous beauteous seeing
the most beauteous flower as star.
With remembrance about jolly wonder
And with stepping on this ringing dew
People are looking for it, and the blunder
often happens, and it is not new.
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Mikhail Plyatskovsky
In a spaceship he traveled
On the moon he landed
Floating was exquisite
He couldn’t turn towards the exist
Ten days were all he had
To discover the moon’s sand
One day, a voice was heard somewhere near
Yet it wasn’t pretty clear
He closed his eyes
To focus and identify the voice’s lullaby
Slowly, it was so lucid
Engulfing him with words that were so placid
Every night he stood at the same spot
Where he heard the voice’s plot
Every night he thought deeply
To decipher the words he understood so feebly
Ten days passed
And it was time to go back to his homely land
He couldn’t wait to get an answer
To what he heard on the specific borders
Indeed it was a matter of time
When the answers were ready and sublime
For when he heard the justification
His life changed and his path became towards the righteous station
Eat
Mushrooms
as they will
protect your health,
well.