Fatima Poems - Poems about Fatima

Fatima

You're like a history untold 
In the minds of those who pray 
Like a message made of gold 
Longingly waiting for the day...

Your might moves the sun
And enchants it with a spell 
You're a love that does not shun 
In the hearts and souls, you dwell. 

How I wish I could unfold 
The meaning of

Fatima

you're a living mystery 
in the minds of those who pray 
like a message in a code 
longingly waiting to be told

your might moves the sun 
and enchants it with a spell 
your love does not shun 
in the hearts of men, you dwell 

how i wish i could unfold 
the meaning of such vision

Fatima

What is Fatima is it land is it a place 
Whom is Fatima
Is it a one is it a woman full of grace
Our Lady of Fatima performer of miracles 
O Hallelujah hallelujah again and Amen

All whom believe miracle of the sun 
You who are Mother of the son 
Three Shepherd children had seen her 
Lumerous

Our Lady of Fatima

Our Lady of Fátima


Our lady of the Rosary.
So young and beautiful you were,
Absolute flawless poetry.
The mother chosen
For your adoration,
Your love true devotion
To give the world God's Son.
The Lord is with thee.
Us sinners, our whispers
Ask to keep us in your prayers.

You appeared in a flash of light,
Brighter than the sun
On the holm oak tree in Fatima
To

Fatima

Shining like the sun -

whether it be the virgin

in children’s visions

or the mother of one’s soul . . .

she blazes perfection’s path


Nov. 1, 2020 for the Fatima Contest of  Kai Michael Neumann

The Story of Fatima

Many have heard the story of Lucia and her cousins,
that took place in Fatima Portugal in 1917.
I will spare you all the details for with research they are easily found.
The story begins with three children tending sheep,
they claimed that the Virgin Mary appeared to them with revelations,
and described her as "a lady more brilliant than

Fatima

FATIMA

Marion visions 1917 — what if the flock missed the Son?*

10/25/2020
Contest: Fatima
Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann


*alternate viewpoint

For there is one God and one mediator between God and mankind, the man Christ Jesus… 1 Timothy 2:5 NIV

Fatima

Bent on reprisal sword in hand
Gonzalo and friends paddle ahead
To Alcácer Do Sal where Christians
By Moors are held
Concealed by dusk 
Disembarking their boat
Toward the city bravely walk
Hiding from view they observe
Moorish girls and men sport around 
Dancing on the grass for Bairam fest
Dazzling among companions
Sweet loveliness beyond compare
Charming in lightness and glamour
Captured by her smile

Fatima

A beauty, a jewel, a lovely bright star 

A beacon of hope is the girl that you are 

Wondering each day

Why Muhammad's away 

You'll always search for him no matter how far.

Fatima Extinguishes Freedom

Culminated cloud cluster promotes ghost apparition 
Robed in purity unearthly, portrayed as only option 
Virgin white vision given blindly adopted approbation 
Vulnerable youngsters succumb to scare doctrine


Commanding loyalty to solitary living love, avoidance
Real application sways wavering suitable standard 
Message to refrain from rambunctious enjoyed by us
Marries happy with demean mist canon demanded


Susceptible pious victims of

Fatima - a Story of Courage Edited

Fatima my best friend was a women of grit and courage
trekking and mountaineering were her hobbies 
she was exact opposite of me

One late evening back from work she was left alone in bus 
there were four male passengers besides her 
all four of them together tried to assault her 
she fought bravely with all strength

- Fatima Hand, Tattoo -

The man screams :
                                        "Cursed be the woman
        

Our Lady of Fatima

She made me my first reticule when I was ten years of age 
cutting an empty javex container she basketed the base   
then used her crochet to knit the yellow phentex into a purse,  
including a string to gather and hug the curve of my hand;  
In that moment , she

The Only Northern Northern Star

As winter hazes of January spraying
While I was meditating on how
To write this riveting poem which
Seemed to be for someone who
I never cast in my sight.
Despite her name is not an odd in me
But I know she will be something to me
I meant not a dating pal to me
But rather just a friend indeed
A friend

My First Ever Mistake

The mistake I had never expected,
I did it without getting into awareness
Of how it would react.
Lacking that girl in me is like lacking
Of soul in my lonely body
Honestly speaking, she is my helm,
Stark, she is like a bird-cage in my realm
That had been surviving for hundredfolds years,
But all of the sudden escaped,
I'll never ever forget

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