Eternity Poems - Poems about Eternity

You are space, not particles, An echo of light in a body of bone, Vibrating between stars, Where distance is measured in thought, And power is a balance of hearts. You—yes, you—are Energy (E) Energy and happiness folded into form (a), Your...Read the rest...

Bound by the curse arise from inception, Tethered was my fate,with this ruthless salvation_ Despair got this hand through the reality' shade; Despite being apoplectic your glint never fades.. Redirected were your sights, only on this influence While the...Read the rest...

After a summer life, each leaf has a story to tell. They turn for eternity, falling to an embracing earth. Another autumn, another cycle of nature, as children play in the colors of the season....Read the rest...

Shining brilliantly like fireflies in the dark, A shooting star in the galaxy's arc. Prismatic inventions spark the thrill, Widespread acclaim climbs the highest hill. Zeal infecting masses aghast, Bountiful accolades spanning career vast. Sculpting a...Read the rest...

When I am no longer in this world if you remember me, pray, don't cry... I am no longer here... I am not in the grave, I do not stay there! Crying hurts me, it does not reach me... Pray...Read the rest...

Live each tick for eternity, Happiness is not to live long, Nor yet to live in certainty. Wants and wishes make vanity And turn joys to a tasteless song, Live each tick for eternity. As butterflies do perfectly-- Gain earth and...Read the rest...

In the cathedral of time, where seconds drip like holy myrrh on the altar of eternity, We stand, creatures of light draped in mantles of shadow and doubt, With golden hands weaving the veil of reality, yet...Read the rest...

percussively I think my way as rhythm over cloud peaked tops mountain points like metered dots and on them stand and pluck, oh see my breath transcends eternity introspect I aim my gewgaw outwardly to a passing world and yet it seems...Read the rest...

see my hand it has a gewgaw in and to my lips I kiss the day with her sounds I repeat back in overtones and harmonics of a heart whose breath is wide horizonal, for scope, there is scope and...Read the rest...

When the daylight turns black And the light of a new moon cannot be seen Whispers begin echoing through the air Voice of souls trapped in the in-between Neither are they dead nor are they alive They call out into...Read the rest...

In the quiet hush of twilight’s breath, Where shadows dance with the light, There lies the gentle touch of death, A passage from day to night. No more the pain, no more the strife, Just whispers of eternity, A bridge between...Read the rest...

Faith is not an instinct. It certainly is not a feeling - feelings don't help much when you're in the lions' den or hanging on a wooden Cross. Faith is not inferred from the happy...Read the rest...

Were it so that a poet could find it: the perfect combination of words that would enlighten the hearts and minds of all who read them. But we all speak with different tongues, and languages change, and, even if they didn't, the...Read the rest...

Christians must have complete faith in order to elevate to a higher plain... ice fishermen have faith that thin ice will hold their weight. I once put faith in mankind it was a black mistake a debt to be paid...Read the rest...

In the  realm of timeless verse and thought, Where poets' dreams and visions wrought, Lies a world of beauty, untold, In the finest poems, hearts unfold. Each crafted line, a work of art, A masterpiece from a poet's heart, Words like...Read the rest...