Eternal Poems - Poems about Eternal

Eternal Demon Era Humanity has failed. Man became a wolf to man Where are the saints? Where? The hope is silent His words live. Denied teachings. People like gold People like ephemeral and perishable life and values And this is the end. Humanity pleases itself. Discord Complete split in existence. Look around. Grey lives Human spiritual science has trampled on God’s laws Evil...

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Eternal Question : God ! No God ! May be God Yet to be solved ! A Big Quest. Ancient Beliefs in number of Gods or Goddesses are now turned obsolete : Totally...

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Growing up in a loving family of seven— church on Sundays, bare feet running wild, sharing a tricycle with three— double the fun, one standing behind the seat. Dreaming of white dresses and Prince Charming, following my dreams, praying in church to a God so giving. Marveling at trees, sunrises, sunsets, the deep blue sea— His touch lingering in the beauty of life, painting a picture so...

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The Eternal Question: God, No God, Maybe God By Tarian Marks I had a thought about if God didn't exist What if man alone was responsible for these temptations that we couldn't resist? What if our own ideas alone conceived buildings, technology, and rivers? What if we were responsible for creating the sweat from warmth and the cold that makes...

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A child's small skull sideswipes concrete but God's otherwise occupied, busy today, he's in churches and temples lapping up worship, listening to the God-fearing couldn't-care-less choirs serenading him to win their tickets to eternal life. God's here, there and everywhere, except where he should be. God has preyed on the desperate who pray. With God it's always tomorrow and never today, he believes...

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The Eternal Question, How can I answer you? The Eternal Question I could never figure what was true Why would God make a child spend her formative years With a mother who brought nothing but tears If John 4:8 is true, “Whoever does not love does not know...

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Gods of Man In the days of yore, in distant times Life was simple Man was simple-minded and his gods were simple, as well. Life began with the light of day and ended with the fall of night. The light and the darkness were magical, mysterious, awe-inspiring, and dreadful. So, he made the sun his god and the darkness his devil. A little wiser,...

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"For his invisible attributes, namely, his eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly perceived, ever since the creation of the world, in the things that have been made." - Romans 1:20 The coloured space refracts the Creator's essence A vision soaked in palettes with threefold lens RGB, HSV, or Lab—three in dimension, yet one in hue In every...

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Sometimes, I think my soul remembers Him before my mind does, like there is something ancient stitched into my chest that pulses without needing proof. I have never seen Him with my eyes, yet I have felt Him in places where no one else was. All I had to do was pray, and the Holy...

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Prideful life hides truths of plain sight. Isn't God as Nature has revealed? What chaos conceives lovely light? Prideful life hides truths of plain sight. Save Barabbas; admit our plight: carnal desserts have faith concealed. Pride of life hides truths in plain sight. God Is, as our Faith has revealed....

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Life here on Earth is just a dream Nothing is permanent, all is transitory Your dream is a nightmare If your soul is not save Our soul is the only permanent within us Your soul is the real you Your soul needs salvation Your life can help your soul to find real rest The main reason why we are here is to find...

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Made in God’s image, we are living light We affirm since we’ve been, seen and so known We have seen God face to face, in plain sight All was revealed when we chose to atone Recognising the transience of earth life Weary of chasing objects of desire One day we turned our back on needless strife And set out to find God,...

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As I lay upon a grassy bald in the Great Smoky Mountains on a clear August night, I gaze at the stars and muse about my Creator, the source of all dynamic energy. A tear forms in my eye as I contemplate whether or not he cares about someone as insignificant as me. After all,...

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Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. I feel the wind gusting across my skin, lifting my hair. Unseen but I can feel the evidence of the wind and see it in the gentle sway of the meadow grass. I choose to believe, daily, to have faith...

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The Eternal Question …God, no God, maybe God The infernal answer ...

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