Best Pestilences Poems
CORONA VIRUS (COV-19)
The Black Death, or bubonic plague, which happened nearly 700 years ago, (in the three year period of 1347 to 1351 in which it lasted) took the lives of an estimated 75 to 200 million people. It stayed dormant for 300 years. It then reared its ugly head in Spain and London. The plague is certainly a devastating entity to be reckoned with. The attack by terrorists on 9/11 was a dastardly deed perpetrated by cowards and the death toll was horrendous but by comparison, the Black Death is by far the worse catastrophe ever witnessed by mankind. In Biblical History, leprosy was the most dreaded disease which maimed and killed many. But rest assured there are days coming that all the combined plagues of history can compare. In the Book of Matthew 24:6-13 it reads: "And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise up against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows. Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name's sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another." There is already great evidence of this taking place in government today and all around the world. You may ask the question, "What does this have to do with the Corona Virus (COV-19)? The Corona Virus can be controlled. The chaos and devastation of Armageddon cannot be stopped or brought under control. Therefore, it is an undisputed fact that the world will experience a catastrophe far greater than anything that has ever taken place. Matthew 6:33-34 reads: "Seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble."
Friday, 13 March 2020
Curtis Moorman
For the Corona Virus (COV-19) contest
When I feel puzzled and perplexed,
When in the maze of conflicting thoughts, I am held,
Wondering how to proceed and reach the port,
Then Faith in God comes handy to my aid
Over the turbulent waves, as I get tossed,
The promise of His Word gives me courage.
His everlasting love, I feel in my heart.
On my scars it serves as a safe bandage
All I pray is to give me grace to adhere to a strong faith,
To navigate the complexities of existence,
To find meaning and purpose in this transient life,
And from the pestilences of life, to acquire resistance!
Yet, frail I am and when through trials and tribulations as I pass,
And when they upset my balance leaving me unsteady,
To you Lord, earnestly I beseech, not to let me down,
Never allowing me to get drowned in the eddy.
In this vast universe and in its amazing wonders
From the mountains high and the oceans deep
I see the working of your Providential hand,
That from death and all dangers our lives keep.
When questions arise shaking my trust and faith,
All I wish is to fully abide by Your Word,
Entrusting my body and my soul into Your loving hands,
And like a child cling on to the safety of Thy hold.
The Scripture asserts this truth in Luke 21:11:
“And great earthquakes shall be in divers places,
and famines, and pestilences; and fearful sights
and great signs shall there be from heaven.”
Already prophesied… thus, expected to happen.
With such turmoil, I, DISASTER personified present to you
my horrifying rage smiting mountains’ grandeur
igniting volcanoes to burst out flames reminding hell’s torture forever
awaiting the faithless and unbelievers to yell midst restlessness’ angst
sealed in their deplorable doom midst cruel defiant hatred.
You’ve witnessed my fury as devouring CALAMITY
revealed by my forest fire’s peril…
such is just a glimpse of unending heat in hell’s no-exit destiny
where misery gloom prevails in endless darkness
due to sufferings and hopelessness pangs
leaving righteousness-offenders in their guilty status.
My wrath’s unleashing fatal power of ruthless CATASTROPHE
reigns over mankind’s abuse of nature, bringing pestilence
as sun’s scorching heat keeps emitting deadly rays
voicing out grim warning of hell-fire's everlasting torment
expressing death's wailing every second
as sorrows, anguish, woes howl in wild lamentation
with constant gnashing of teeth terribly experienced.
In my PERDITION forces, you’re awakened by God Almighty
now, reflect on this reality as I appeal to your body, soul and spirit…
my terror is still no match with hell's tenacious grip
which you can miss to obtain peace-filled freedom
by trusting the Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ placing your faith in HIM
Who already vanquished hell by His sacrificial love*
toward triumphant "end of age" welcoming unending agelessness.
*Romans 5:8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Dramatic Monologue with personification
May 8, 2021
9th place, "A Poem of Horror" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Funom Makama; judged on 5/12/2021.
Hi all, I have recently completed a short and easy to use Pure Land Buddhist Liturgy and Prayer Book, based on the 48 Vows of Amitabha and Infinite Life Sutra. Here is the first verse:
O Amitabha, you hear and you see our trials and ordeals. Heeding our pleas for refuge and relief, you have raised the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss: A paradise adorned by virtue so gloriously infinite that its majesty mounts up beyond Meru peak. You bless all who rise to your land with Sage-hood, even those from the realms of perdition. We see that your land is untainted by the states of woe—untainted by pests, pestilences, phantoms and beasts!
For this Glory of Bodhi, we Vow for your Land.
If you would like the whole book, you can read and download it for free here:
https://archive.org/details/PureLandLiturgy
The book has been released into the Public Domain.
"Anytime the sun rise,it smiles with me,
And when it's setting,cries with me,
It really loves my race,
Respects my unique custom,
Always praying to get closer to me,
How colourful it breaks its rays into me,
My children likes it,
How good and powerful it is,
Violence can't intimidate when it should appear and disappear,
Birds sing to make sure they get what they want from me;
Flies in the sky to highest horizons,
With luring and seductive feathers,
Mountains and valleys,full of wild and overwhelming animals of different species,
Green vegetation,full of herbs good to remediate pestilences,
and clean water bodies;
Thus, attractive waterfalls and rivers which flow into tunnels and convert into one broad source,
...pour its relevance to a big ocean,
Nature do I sleep within;
Surrounds me with seasons backed with fortunate futures,
I'm the bravest,strongest,confidential and carries prospective qualities as these,
Enmity doesn't play master plans against my truth,
Political societies that contains me in the world recognition,
Counts my flaws against me,
Everything is really going to be fine,
Colonisation stole my dominance,changed the status of me to slavery,
Yet still,my birthright is held respectively,
Out of my belly comes refreshing and nutritional crops,
Democracy is a banner placed to my gate,
Enemies reveal Hypnotism against my progression,
What of Imperialism?
Weapon to crash my bones,
But I'm rooted to a rock,
For I'm likened to Mount Zion,
Black is my ultimate colour,
And nothing would change me,
'AFRICA' is the name; home of peace and solidarity",
It seems like countless people are on fire in hell;
Their cries from heaven is shaking the world.
Burning like ball objects is being seen in the skies,
Earthquakes, famines and pestilences are giving
visions of the second coming of the Christ.
The almighty Lord is giving us the warning;
The hell's monsters are ready to act.
Lust, adultery, prostitution and selfish generation,
Gays and lesbians marriages is increasing.
Ten commandments of the Bible is evaporating.
The Lord is setting the stage for the end
Although he never wanted to do this.
Blessed are those who fear the Lord and believe in him,
for he may come soon to make his judgement.
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Note: This is not just a write, these warnings are for real and it's all happening for real all around the world.
Contest: Warning
Sponsored by: Viv Wigley
Date - 21st October 2016
Wars, famine and pestilences.
Death comes with a pension.
Poor people in this country.
Poverty all over, feeling empty.
Diseases spreading all over the globe.
Some mutated, some foretold.
Global warming sends a warning.
No one listens, it keeps on moaning.
Clean water becoming undrinkable.
Poisoning into the unthinkable.
Beauty that the world once held.
Destroyed by only a single shell.
Threats of war, they will come due.
A price to pay, because we are cruel.
Extinction presages as our future.
If we don’t all heed the bigger picture.
Terrorism is the world's axis of evil.
World in court, everyone is blameful.
We must be meaningful and do our part.
It's never to late to have a change of heart.
The reflection of history
on the lake of time
is a repetitive cycle of dark and light.
Every once in a while
a drop of change falls
to create ripples that reach the borders of humanity.
The greater good has no victory
nor loss, but constantly battles
its opponent to balance nature's way.
The war is fierce and fought in silence,
humanity only experiencing the shifts
of a game much larger than our comprehension.
Sometimes the drops turned to gallons
and we reached a new dawn
to find that time perseveres, but night returns.
Sometimes storms wreck and we barely survive
between wars and famines and pestilences....
But perhaps there will come someone
or something balancing nature at last,
setting dawn into eternity,
creating the last ripple in time.
Clothed in deception you made your entrance at the dawn of earth’s history.
Through sin, you entered the world and our race has not been able to fathom your mystery.
You were to be the consequence of disobedience, but the deceiver promised Eve enlightenment.
When Cain killed Abel you claimed your first victim much to your heart’s content.
You have a penchant for claiming your victims en masse as in the cataclysmic flood.
Whether men or women, young or old, you do not care, all you want is humanity’s blood.
Your tools of trade are wars, famines, pestilences, and genocide.
O how many victims you claim with suicide, infanticide, and other forms of homicide.
Like a tyrant you rule as day follows night, subduing your victims with your power and might.
But the resurrection of Lazarus should give you hint, that your end is surely in sight.
Be warned you bully your dominion is not complete, Moses and Elijah point to a future time of sweet relief.
Soon to be realized by those who in Jesus place their firm belief.
In the fullness of time, you met your match when you came face to face with Jesus, God’s Son.
You and the grave conspired to hold him fast because if you succeeded the battle would be won.
He was battered and bruised and nailed to a cross, then he said, “It is finished” and gave up the Ghost.
Then it was your turn with Satan and demons, soldiers and sealed tomb, to be his eternal host.
The day of your triumph was the Preparation day called Friday
It was followed by the Sabbath, so in the tomb, He decided to stay.
Then came Sunday, the third day in earth’s womb.
Twas the day when our Savior came forth from the tomb.
He came forth with life original and unborrowed.
Then mocked and scorned you because you were swallowed,
by His glorious victory, which gives to His children a life of assurance,
that one day they will praise Him, for their glorious deliverance.
And the rain of terror shall churn out
Of the deepest part of earth
Accompanied with terrible roar
Spreading a universal famine
On this desolate street of Enwuncho
Awaiting the coming kingdom
And the old serpent shall emerge from Eden
Swindling his cliques
Dissipating their time
Filling the world with
Painful pleasure
A decade of horrendous pains
…And when all these is fulfilled
Earth will be no more
The flying eagle
Shall dispatch the vials of odour
Conquering to conquer
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For how long
Will the remains
Worship the beast of many eyes?
On the throne of jasper and sardine
With a golden jagged rapier of vengeance
Inflicting the earth with endless pestilences
Tthe merchant harlot of the earth
Shall perish with the queen of Babylon
And even the scarlet women too
For daring the blood of saints and the prophets
And the silent earth
Shall sing the strange song of the Syrian’s soldiers
Wreaked with chronic yaws
To this
The mentor of the universe
Shall pour out the vials of wrath
Setting the blind beasts on errand
In search of blood
Surely the revelation shall fulfilled
When the slumbering saints shall rise
While the unjust shall savour the flames of hell
For thy kingdom is come
In the lovely Campanian countryside, amid
verdant hills and mountains...where Virgil
stopped to rest,while jeourneying to visit Cybele's temple,
lie a fertile valley where chestnut and walnut trees
abound...there is hidden the bustling town of my birth!
Narrow streets overlooked by bell towers,
and whenever the sturdy bronze bells ring
in the fragrant air of early spring:
young and old from windows and balconies,
in the twelfth hour, engage
in the sweet thanksgiving prayer...
while the tricolor flags sway in the warmest breeze!
The town's friendly people will welcome you with song,
untill you feel wonderful and touched by all;
this town has seen invasion, pestilences and a dire year...
an almost fatal hurricane that prevented a fierce battle
from being fought during World War II;
was Divine Intervention a factor to be acknowledged?
It spared this town being bombarded by air,
and it saved my mother's life to tell this truth!
God blessed this unknown place,
and sent Mary with the infant Jesus,
four days after He was born,
on a long jeourney through that valley
filled with peace and beauty:
to find a revered and holy mountain...
much closer to Heaven!
And She shed many tears
to give all the dull flowers
a brilliance of their own!
Deep in the hills there was a very special place I choose,
where I would rever the magnificence of the valley...
revealing a superb panorama with the Vesuvius in sight,
was there another creation as magnificent as that ?
And that owesome view perked up my inspiration inside,
teaching my tiny fingers to write with a human heart!
O Baiano, don't strip this name from your walls and stones:
I am a forgotten native who will return before he'll die!
Sacred Scriptures and the seers of the yore
Inspired or in the throes of divine revelations
Garnering premonitory precursors of the coming times
Nation rising against nation, brother against brother,
Of the worldwide pestilences, famines and earthquakes,
Four angels standing at the four corners of
The earth holding back the four winds,
Hail and fire, mixed with blood come pouring down
Enhancing the wickedness and the love of most will grow cold.
Time is at hand when people will not heed sound teachings,
It will be time to destroy those who destroy the earth;
Many false prophets shall rise and lead many astray
Except the one who stands firm to the end will be saved,
Says the Lord, “I am the way and the truth and the life".
~04/23/18
~Acrostic contest by John Hamilton
mirror mirror mirrror ON THE WALL TELL ME WHAT WILL THE SYSTEM OF OF THINGS WILL
BE AS THE WORLD CHANGES.THE MIRROR SAID TO ME AND IN THOSE DAYS THERE WILL
BE FOOD SHORTAGES,PESTILENCES,MORE AND MORE CRIME,FITS OF ANGER,MORE AND
MORE VOLENCE,WARS,EATHQUAKES,NATIONS RISING AGAINST NATIONS,ANTICHRIST,NO
BROTERLY AFFECTION,MORE AND MORE IMMORALITY THE MIRROW SAID TO ME LOOK ARE
THESE NOT THE THINGS REALLY HAPPENING YES IT IS MY MORROW IS ACTUALLY THE
BIBLE.
Oh! We should all pray to our Heavenly Father,
In our own words and in our own ways. In
Order to have this particular Angel of Death.
Called appropriately the Coronavirus.
To pass over our states, regions,
And providences. By passing our own
Special and beloved homelands.
There have been many death angels,
And deadly virus of the past centuries.
But sooner or later they all past away.
This angel of death is part of the
Luke 21 prophecy about the
Pestilences plaguing the last days of
The church age. Also known as the
Age of grace. And the age of
Pentecost.
In the last days perilous times
Shall indeed come. Only to
be overcome by our Victorious
Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
He shed his precious blood
Cleansing us of all of our
Infirmities. Including the
Latest one springing forth
From its host nation of China.
As the original Death Angel passed
over the children of the nation of
Israel in the book of Exodus.
When they spread the blood
Of the original Passover Lamb
Of God on the door posts
Of their dwellings. The
Angel of Death passed over them.
Only the first born of the children
Of the Egyptians' both man and
Beast were slain.
Thus we need to pray this Angel of
Death. Will not only pass over us.
But cease and vanish into thin air.
We are living in the very last
Days of the age of grace.
Even so come quickly
Lord Jesus!
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
Roxy Lea 1954
Roxy 1954/ October Country
March 13, 2020
When the serpent in the garden said to Eve, “You shall not surely die,”
He knew to his breast that he was telling her a lie,
But this was his way to get even with God for casting him out,
From the courts of heaven to earth during their first bout.
He wanted to mock God by undermining his authority,
And injecting this trait in all of humanity.
The history of the world bears witness to the fact,
That he was quite successful in employing this tact.
When God asked Cain and Abel sacrifices to make,
He was clear that only an animal sacrifice he would take,
Cain in defiance chose to offer fruits instead,
An evidence that the mocking trait was in his head.
God refused his offering, and Cain got real mad,
And when Abel’s offering was accepted, he was very sad.
But instead of repenting he let the anger boil in his head,
And when it was all over his brother Abel was dead.
Then as evil reached a peak, God send Noah with a message of warning,
But instead of repenting the Antediluvians started mocking,
Until the rain started falling and the deep fountains started flowing,
And except for Noah and his family, they all were dead by drowning.
In the fullness of time God sent His Son with a message of love,
He was anointed for His mission by the descent of a dove,
But instead of repenting the religious leaders resorted to mocking,
And when His preaching they could no longer take, God’s Son they were crucifying.
And what of us who are alive today, at a time when the end is nearing,
When we hear of wars, famines, pestilences, earthquakes, and flooding,
Do we find their frequency and prevalence to be shocking,
Or do we just shrug our shoulders and then resort to mocking.
Citizens of the world in the midst of the Covid-19 pandemic,
The evidence that our world is nearing an end is seismic,
Would you heed God’s message of warning and start repenting,
Or would you choose instead to keep on mocking?
Whatever your choice the consequences are clear,
God’s message of warning is loud enough for all to hear,
Follow Satan and his mocking and reap a fiery destiny
Or choose Christ as your Savior and enjoy life for eternity.