Best Tribulation Poems
Treasures of love's white passion flowers
Sweet with desire, so dearly sought;
The breathless unrest of seeing you
For just a happy hour or two
Is bought with such a store of tears
Such anguish, sorrow and such fears;
With sadness and forlorn regret
Such waves of longing to be near you yet
Debasing all my other hours
And frustrate my every other thought.
I can't drink joy drenched in tears,
I need the warmth of kinder days.
The roses that you now give to me
Are white and dear enough to be
A crown that only love could wear;
If only her head could bear
The thorns without the sorry ache,
That crest for love's dear crowning sake:
And all the sorrow of coming years
Bring weary feet that walk the thorny ways.
There's a peace in the twilight skies
Where the sun does not try to shine;
But not here where the transitory glow
Of inflamed bursts of sunshine show;
Only the earth's brown fields wet with rain
With darkened clouds flying fast again
Into a dreary sky like this is
Warmed by no fires of sweet kisses;
But when I see love shine in your eyes
A lightning bolt will shine in mine.
Many times within this life
we all go through trials and tribulation
which is these are ways to strengthen us
with our Faith.. Love.. Trust..
knowing that God will See us through
No matter what
way things may look
Always know Truth
is always within Good Book
God's Divine Word... The Holy Bible
Stand strong
Forever long
On God's Divine Word
God's Word Speaks
Power of His Unconditional Love
Faith.. fulfillment within
New Life without End...
As I of this day
Torn in many ways
Tares try to torment me through
But I know.. God Will make a way
See me through...
Each Tribulation.. Trials
Makes me Smile...
For I know the Devil
has no power over me..
I belong to Jesus Christ
God Almighty.. Father of Lights
Sets me Free...
God's Divine Protection
His Love endures...
I am God's Property
States it in His Divine Word
He said it..
I believe it..
It is Finished..
Just the same..
God Shown Truth
God Shown Love
God Finishes All things
For knowing
with God All things are possible
to whomsoever believes...
Trust... Believe and Receive
Love.. Faith and Hope..
All Truth prevails.. Only through Jesus
Our Divine Christ..
Come to Jesus...
Prophesied in scripture
Deception is the picture
Pleasing to the itching ear
Words many long to hear
Manipulation of the word
Mockery of the spirit's sword
Flattering hearts in many ways
Leading righteous souls astray
Promises delivered on every hand
All part of deceptions plan
Building an army in the dark
To defend an evil monarch
Throughout the lands, peace proclaimed
As mankind sits at Satan’s aim
People cheer at the promise of peace
As they face the coming of the mark of the beast
Disguised as an angel of the light
Leading many to a evil plight
People running to and fro
As their souls are freely sold
No one willing to understand
Pride, greed and envy on every hand
Jesus will come as a thief in the night
As many in blindness miss their flight
What a horror story they will endure
Starvation, beheading and so much more
From the depths of hell, evil unleashed
The rising of Revelations beast
Don't blame God when that time arrives
As it was His word compromised
For it was written clearly to read
Yet ignored through pride, lust and greed
Abomination of Desolation stands at the temple
Only scripture will be instrumental
Tucked away in the heart
Never ever to depart
Come out of her, Revelation reads
Do not take a bending knee
New World Order is at hand
Fear covers the chosen land
“Judea, flee to the mountains”, God speaks
Turn not back, nor belongings seek
A time is coming of great distress
Horror words can never express
The answer lies within the truth
The gospel that many choose to rebuke
Lift your heads toward the hills
Pray as revelation fulfills
We each have a choice we must make
We must not sleep, yet keep awake
Be not deceived by all that is good
Let scripture be understood
Pray always to stand in God’s grace
That time of tribulation, pray to escape
Lies and deception be cautious always
Not all that seems good, is the righteous way
My lateness once more has caused me immediate damnation,
and my unstable state, a product of my lost attention.
Overcoming the limitation by doing three person's work at once
resulted to a failed manipulation
of compressing minutes' activities into seconds
just to beat time and achieve punctuality.
Reaching for the door with already aggravated emotions.
In self caution, I knew something was still missing
then I realized it's a stuff I cannot go without.
Oh My God! This means, beginning all over again.
A complication I most feared in a situation like this.
My dwelling place now seem a mansion
as even my bedroom has undergone exaggeration
which at this moment isn't as accommodating
as the habitation I once knew.
Starring at the plain surface of the mirror Table gave no answers
and already praying for the fruitful termination of this trying time,
as I searched among the cosmetic items it harbours.
My next location is obviously the wardrobe
and even with the intense frustration
I was still calm enough to suppress the friction with myself
as I searched each and every pocket of my clothing
which are all hanging in straight vertical position.
And yet, my state gradually reaching exacerbation,
cos' there is no answer.
In milliseconds, my Pillows are in two corners of the room
I prayed for any sort of temptation but not this
as the bed calmly accepts my aggressive search
of my item which suffers an ungodly abduction.
The Investigation continues with a quick scan through my shoes,
and finally leaving the room with no appreciation
which now looks like a ghetto market of a third world country,
a demotion I usually never allow, not until now.
The larger sitting room just increased my retardation
having hope of finding my "Precious" would be mere hallucination
so therefore, I barely did much other than a mere Inspection.
Yet, cannot find its location,
which simply increased the heap of burning coal on my head.
Already tired of exclaiming several holy Indignation
careful flash back and calculations of my previous movements
yielded no results.
"check the Double Seater" was my last thought.
And as I acted in submission to that command,
the invaluable material surprisingly fell off my shirt
My Car Keys!
The Lord draws'
A long line of divinity
By proclamation
And by design
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The Lord is
Entrenched in divinity
And for the ministry
There is time, thus multitude
Of trinity
Becomes His long suffering
His cantor for restoration
Is hereby restored
Of time of being
Gary Fields
Poet/Author
As a child I did wonder
If how should thing's should be
Is there really such thing as a God
Please reveal yourself to me
As I live threw sickness and strief
Each and everyday in my life
I took credit for every thing that
I did and did not say
And never thought about him twice
And then life cam to a dead end
Fore I lacked the sustenance
That I desperately needed within
Oh, How I searched for life's meaning
Or simply, someone to be my friend
From a life of torrid trepidation
Innocuous friend's and family relations'
Their was a solid need for consolation
And not just some kind of miracle medication
But, then I asked the Lord
If He were really real
Because I was in so much doubt
I didn't know how to feel
-
I wanted to know the reason
Why He should forget me not
-
I beckoned that He should come to me
And not just shut me out
Then He came to me on my dying bed
And this is what He said
-
Did you not come to me
When their was just no other way
Did you not beckon onto me
When all you needed was to simply pray
When you were paralyzed from
Your head to your toe's
Didnt I take up the slack
And for two years' you were blind
Didn't I see you threw
With Diabetes and Addison Disease too
-
Threw Anemia and Anoxia
You had cognitive deficits and
Brain damage to hoot
Your condition was nothing new
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Mary’s Tribulation
She wept from the depths of her bowels
For the child she brought into fruition.
Not knowing in her love,
She would witness the greatest of all sacrifices.
Tortured nerves washed with vinegar.
Nails driven through meridians to increase the pain.
PAIN, oh so great, oh so long,
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross
She wept and her heart broke in angst,
His purpose to teach mankind.
Her witness to His Love.
So great, the task, His life
His walk, so brief on earth.
Yet thousands of years, the story retold
Eternal salvation unfolds.
That a Mother would die herself...
Beneath the cross.
The world is a mystery
As I ride through its many tribulations
I hold my head up and high
For Jesus has overcome for me
God chooses what I go through
How I go through it is my choice
No force can supersede the plan of God for me
Only I can torpedo His will in my life
He knows I am weak by myself
And so fortifies me with His Grace
Most sufficient for the race
Therefore, I am more than a conqueror
Every day I take control of my attitude
Cause my circumstances are way beyond me
I live minutely in His Grace
His plan for me will surely materialize
spake a balloon tune
see mickey mouse,adobe
kill god,with what word?
With quite some ups and downs, twists and turns,
so illusionarily the mundane affairs fare,
racking everything up so far into thin air.
Traceless the same is my beloved,
like a draught slipping through the door shoved,
only a wisp of fragrance, ethereally evocative, in dream of old lingering deep.
Meretriciousness submerges, merging my melancholiness into high wind,
without the slightest sightly serenity in retrospect seeming to seep.
So lonesome the small alcove, my innermost outpouring has only nihilism to find.
End of dream brings me no beginning of waking,
no fortuity for fancy fondness in the making.
Royal, royal roads of love far and near, just lurk out of my lap;
Neat, neat niches for couples a dime a dozen, just lack of mine.
Freezing up instantly both dismal floccules citywide flying
and full bosom of sentimentality seething out of my sap,
only wanders and wades constant contemplation in wooing want.
The incense of wisdom
and the stench of our pride
the aromatic flower
that hides in the night
the carelessness of love
the undignified treaty
our pride is forgotten
and addiction is weened
the actions of fools
the actions of fright
expose our intentions
that others will spite
we're punished by guilt
and appraised by the fallen
but our love will surpass
the treachery however daunting
fight for your will
for no one will treat it
as their thoughts revolve them
and are not sympathetic
for that which you stand, for this you must fall
undermine your demeanor
and prove unto all.
My fingers reach for heaven,
hope is clutched in my hands.
God is watching us,
I know he's listening.
I pray to him,
asking for strength.
My tears,
they blame my weakness.
My heart cries,
It beats from my pain.
I know the signs,
the end is near.
My eyes have seen,
my ears have heard.
My faith is tested,
every single day.
The great tribulations,
they are starting.
The fig tree,
it has bloomed.
There are food shortages,
disease and pestilence.
The love of people,
has cooled off.
People are selfish,
they are greedy.
There are wars,
and rumors of wars.
My eyes are closed,
but they see clearly.
Just as in the days,
of Noah and his ark.
No one believes, no one sees,
the heavens open up and it begins to rain.
The tribulation of women under men
Had a start and will have an end,
Says the millennia old book of books.
It will end by divine intervention!
The book tells of a blessed start of man,
Living in an earthly paradise,
Living unclad like the other creatures,
The cows, the whales, insects and all.
Their maker made them a seminal pair
That would gradually fill the Earth,
Enveloped in harmony
And marital bliss for all couples.
The book says that God loves freedom,...
That he calls transgressors to account,...
That all his children have a duty to obey
And if they err to bear the consequences.
Eve and Adam went astray
Because they were intoxicated by freedom.
They ate food to vomiting point,
After being misled by an older brother.
The book says that God made no bones about
A new trajectory for the woman:
"The man is going to dominate you."
Genesis chapter three verse sixteen.
As in heaven also upon Earth
God has some disobedient children,
Fleshly and spirit, who must account
And none of them can escape his justice.
Meantime "Your man will dominate you"
Still holds, and our older brothers
Are causing women a lot of suffering,
Added to women's own misalignment.
What's the hope for women now?
Genesis three verse fifteen says
The older brother will be bruised in the head,
Not by God but by his agent.
That agent would've demonstrated
To younger ones of the family
How to show deference to the father.
Women who follow that one are blessed.
This then is the divine intervention
That will end gender based violence
Permanently on all the planet -
A feat men only pay lip service to! one
Scream burn in the corded bridge
take me as I am or not at all.
I am sick, demented
what is, insane?
Super nova burst and created monsters
I am only one.
This world vomits pain and in it I find the
best feelings.
my chest is throbbing because the black
monster i keep there doesn't know
how to do anything but beat against its cage
and pretend to be okay.
I'm going straight to hell,
where I'll be free to be as unwell as i
please.
Please me, please you.
In a bedroom we are all just black
shadows and silent moans.
In the morning light i am a goddess
without emotion and you are pitiful
this is all I have ever learned.
Goddess, in Hell
My ability to love
Is sometimes tested
Giving of myself without protection
Attracting the fundamental nature of people that are not forthcoming
I ask myself why?
Is it the yin and yang of the spiritual forces?
The wolf that eats the sheep
Maybe it’s the spirit of Christ that resonates in me
The enemy wanting to destroy GODS creation
Denying my predestination to come to full term
Fighting to align myself with my creator’s will for me
Praying that victory will be on my side
Milk no longer I require
Spiritual enrichment enables me to eat meat
Converting retained bones into spiritual arrows
TARGETED STRAIGHT FOR MY ENEMIES