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He Is Risen

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Premium Member The Fallen Prince Has Risen - Michael

Burning so bright
With new found life
Released from his ball and chain
Out of the dark
And into the light
Flying… on wings of freedom again.

As he writes his life
His soul ignites
In flames of wisdom and sight
Brilliantly claiming 
His God given right
As his truth kills the evil ‘Black Knight’.

Premium Member He Has Risen

amid the bleats of lambs
and the moo of cows 
in a far away manger
a baby, swaddled in rags was born
     
though despicable in some eyes,
He was the clone of Clones
the one, though Heaven sent,
was the humblest of the humble,
who halved history!

He walked the hills of Judea
with disciples many
healed the sick
met people
lived one among them
until three decades
and three years

the cloud laden sky
suddenly turned dark
the spirit of evil
invaded inside
and outside
premonitions
of portentous occurrence!!

at Gethsemane 
the fatal rendezvous,
He sweated blood

as coins tinkled,
Judas through a kiss
betrayed his master
was sentenced
by the marshals of power
and was convicted
Pontius Pilate, washing hands,
absolved himself of his guilt

He tottered to Calvary,
lay on the cross, not by nails
but pinned by love 

He poured down love 
on those never deserved
to his love, there is no end...

among the hisses of revulsion
and the screams of a vengeful crowd
the tremulous cadence
of an agonized cry
“why hast Thou forsaken me?”
died down…..
did Golgotha’s cliffs echo that cry? 

The Father kept ‘an aggressive silence’

The Sun (Son) set at noon
darkness shrouded the Earth

the curtain fell

but on the 3rd day
walked out of the grave
defeating Death and Sin!

Our Lord has Risen….!

to this day
the world
hails this victory!!

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Premium Member He Has Risen

He has risen
I truly believe
To be with our father
He, soon, will leave

Born of a virgin
Love he did bring
Men came from afar
The angels did sing

Son of a carpenter
Things built with his hands
Preaching Faith and Love
Spreading Hope through the lands

A man on the cross
He died for our sins
Saved from ourselves
A new life begins

He has risen
I truly believe
To be with our father
He, soon, will leave

He Has Risen

Wake Up People..
                      Can't You See...

What God has done
                     for You and Me
God came in the Flesh.. and Dwealt among Us...

            God Sent His Only Begotten Son
               On Earth, Mary gave Birth
         He is the Perfect One, Our Father's Son

      Jesus came not to condemn the world,
                    But to give Us Life
    Then on Calvary, Jesus died on the Cross,
      He gave His Life for You and Me
God Gave His Love! It was Poured out
Without doubt, He Raised Jesus from the dead
So we could Receive Forgiveness of our sins,
            And Become Born-again! 

       For Whomsoever Believes in Jesus
             Will Be Saved and Made Free
       To be With Our Savior for Eternity
       You can Only come to the Father
      Is Through God's Son, Jesus Christ

         Just Believe,Then ask Jesus in Your Heart
               Receive Forgiveness of Your sins
                                Through Christ

Come to Jesus...
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Premium Member Shakespeare Has Risen

A conversation overheard between Shakespeare and his former muse.

"So many things hath turned to utter folly over the ages.
Hundreds of years since I've penned pages and pages.
What these ancient eyes of mine doth now conceive
plead, 'Return to thy grave, Bard, for here you'll grieve."

"In sooth, fair maiden muse, I know not why I am so sad.
Perchance to dream, is this a scheme or have I gone mad?
Enlighten me as to what's become of life as I once knew it.
Bitter dregs are coffee? Bring me tea or I shall lose my wit!"

"Fie to you and the darts of scornful glances from the eyes
of natives half-dressed. Is modesty held in compromise?"
It's accepted attire by everyone, nothing like in the past.
"I shall not rudely stare, but I find myself quite flabbergast.

What of the churl who spits venom into that man's face?
Doth women in this day act like shrews? What a disgrace!
Is not thy husband honored as both her lord and keeper?"
Women are equal. She looks at him like she's the grim reaper.

"The lady doth protest too much. That's what me thinks.
A goblet of ale tis what I need, and then forty winks.
That minstrel sings gibberish. Has he no pride in himself?"
He sings a Christmas song about an elf who sits upon a shelf.

"O, teach me how I should forget from whence I have come.
I do not belong here. I need a draft to sleep and benumb.
Romeo's poison was quick. Thus, with a tender kiss he died.
To chamber I betide to cleanse this stain I shall not abide.

Out! Out Damned spot!  Thy splotch besmirches as if blood.
Begone fore I hear my heartbeats pounding with each thud.
On the banks of Stratford-On-Avon tis where I long to be,
rewriting Romeo and Juliet so in the future he will decree...

To Juliet when she says, Romeo. Romeo, wherefore art thou?
The lad shall reply, "What do you want from me, you cow?"
Dear Bard, you mustn't change a word of what's been written.
For centuries women have read your lines and were smitten.

"I shall nary breathe a word of this ill journey to the future.
Thine lips are sealed forever more without need of suture.
Back to the grave where I belong, most gladly shall I return.
In eternal sleep, ne'er to dream of such time I did spurn."
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Premium Member Risen

Having conquered death

Soul's eternal home prepared

Sanctum Sanctorum!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
      21 April 2019


* HAPPY EASTER TO ALL CHRISTIANS WHO CELEBRATE EASTER TODAY!

Premium Member He Has Risen

Easter is such a special time of year,
a time of much laughter and cheer.

Decorating easter baskets and such,
and the bunny is a celebrated clutch.

We prepare food and we celebrate,
eagerly waiting for our savory plate.

Easter means more, so much more,
he has risen, tore down death's door.

Christ is no longer in the sealed tomb,
open up your heart and make room.

Let him in and choose him this day
for he is the truth, life, and the way.


Hallelujah, he has risen, he has risen!



* Wishing everyone a happy Easter

04/13/2022
Alexis Y.
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Zero Action Without Any Options

The thoughts are risen:
            But nobody to listen;
Having unclear vision:
With no proper decision;
       Bound in corrupt tradition:
      Sunk in unstable condition;
Seeing all the opposition..
am in a state of congestion
         Not in a position..
         to handle my confusion!!

~DEEPA~

Third place in BRIAN'S CHOICE 2,any form,any theme
Contest.
© V. Deepa  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member He Has Risen

He has Risen!
The Lord of Light, God’s Redeemer:
His Son, transforming man’s defeat
to summits of glory;

He has Risen! The Lord of Light,
Destiny’s Leader, Father and man’s
ever evolving Love Story--

And who in right faith
cannot feel His Glory?
And who in such light
will refuse such Love?
Death has no dominion
outside the grave.
And all who live twice,
renewed by first death,
never-again Dark’s slave. 

He has Risen!
The Lord of Light, God’s Redeemer:
His Son, transforming man’s defeat
to summits of glory;

He has Risen! The Lord of Light,
Destiny’s Leader, Father and man’s
ever evolving Love Story--

Premium Member He Has Risen

He has risen

Happy Easter and Resurrection Sunday to thee.
A great man has risen from the dust and debris.
Excellence achieved and many souls now saved.
Your path for mankind has now been paved.

What a beautiful a sight it must have been.
Walking out of that tomb and going home to your kin.
So much suffering and life-saving blood you have shed.
Immeasurable love showed by you, and by example you have led.

Rejoice in this day, we are no longer blind.
The darkness is gone, only light we now find.
Jesus has died for all our many sins.
He has now ascended into heaven a new era begins.

Premium Member Christ Is Risen

Christ the Lord was crucified,
He was nailed to a rough hewn cross.
Ridiculed by those He came to save,
Innocent man paid the ultimate cost.
Shedding His blood to pay for our sin - He died.
Three days later He rose from the grave - Alive!

Inconceivable, indescribable, miraculous event.
Son of God, Savior, God's greatest gift!

Rejoice in the Lord! All praise to our King!
In pure adulation let Hallelujahs ring!
Shout to the Lord! He has conquered the grave!
Evermore He's alive - Believe and He'll save.
New life in Jesus is available today!.

3/30/13
Happy Easter!

Premium Member He Is Risen

without Easter,Christmas cannot be-

Emannuel's nativity

Premium Member Risen From the Foam

Honeysuckle blooms and between my teeth, I tease it
like nipples on a lover's chest, so sweet though milk
is long gone. Salt and sweet the breast, my tongue flits
amongst love's sweat. Her skin fluid as Chinese silk.  
Her juices flow; the ripest mango slit submits   
as tears fill the hollow of her throat. None are her ilk,
but I, Mars, know She who has rises from the foam. 
Worship her who causes worlds to writhe and moan.

The Risen Christ

There is no greater Love than His
There is no greater Name than His
There is no greater sacrifice than His
There is no greater devotion than His

Let it be known to Man
That the Holy Father had a plan
That He should send His only Son
For our life eternal and to be as one

They pronounced him King with a crown of thorns
As men watched with devilish horns
The Blessed Mother could not stand to bare
As they crucified her son with a heavenly stare

Oh Father forgive them
For they not know what they do
The Lamb is sacrificed
The Angels mourn as they fly through

The Risen Christ is now at His Throne
As we celebrate with great atone
He awaits His Bride in Heaven’s realm
As we praise his Name we overwhelm.


Feb.16.2016   ^WW^

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