Whenever troubles come my way.
I turn to God and begin to pray.
There is nothing he can't do.
And he always has come through.
With God I'll never lose the fight.
Because he always makes things right.
Whether the battle is people or my mind.
I ask Him to fight for me every time.
Let me share a fact that's true.
God does this for me and He'll do it for you!
Our human feelings, we can't always trust.
But in God we can, in fact we must!
He created earth, sun, moon and sky.
He also is the Creator of you and I.
He spoke minds of humans, saying "Write my Book!"
Now He whispers to our hearts saying "Take a look!"
Whenever trouble comes upon you or me.
Run straight to God, he'll set you free.
Without troubles no one would care.
Whether or not our God was there.
Troubles are test that he sends to you.
That tells us it's Him we should return to.
Categories:
messengers, 8th grade, bible, christian,
Form: Rhyme
Beautiful flowers
in a vase, reflecting love,
light up life with joy:-
Nature, giving life to life,
messaging human nature:-
Categories:
messengers, allegory, flower, high school,
Form: Tanka
I am the messenger I come from above the message I bring is
joy happiness and love.
I am the second messenger I come from Below The message I bring is
of hurt death and woe.
My message from above is about the happiness life brings
dreams of unicorns small bunny's and silk butterfly wings.
My message from below is of destruction death and hurt
with the blood of the innocent staining earth's dirt.
My message from above is of good times not bad
of smile's and laughter and the happy times we had.
My message from below is a warning to you all
That I'm waiting in my home called HELL for this world to fall
MY final message I send from above is to END THE WAR'S STOP THE KILLING STOP YOUR OWN DESTRUCTION.
love everyone end hate that's GOD'S instruction
Categories:
messengers, bible,
Form: Rhyme
we are the defenders of harmony
messengers from hidden lands
carrying the fire of truth within our hearts
we have brought you hope
to ease you of the burden of life
and ro erase you memories of wars,
bloodshed, wars wars wars
from the human mind
we are the ones
to help you pray correctly
to help you love correctly
we are the ones
to show you the eyes of God through our eyes
and to touch you with hands of the divine
we are the defenders of truth
coming from hidden lands
to carry you to greater heights of your soul.
Categories:
messengers, beauty, creation, freedom,
Form: Free verse
we are the defenders of harmony
messengers from hidden lands
carrying the fire of truth within our hearts
we have brought you hope
to ease you of the burden of life
and ro erase you memories of wars,
bloodshed, wars wars wars
from the human mind
we are the ones
to help you pray correctly
to help you love correctly
we are the ones
to show you the eyes of God through our eyes
and to touch you with hands of the divine
we are the defenders of truth
coming from hidden lands
to carry you to greater heights of your soul.
Categories:
messengers, beauty, creation, freedom,
Form: Free verse
North Howard Street on a hot summer Friday,
two elderly men quietly praying on a sidewalk
outside a Baltimore, Maryland Planned Parenthood,
suddenly a single man assailant brutally battered
the both of them,
the concrete the men were slammed down to
was hard and unyielding.
Although they were bloodied with broken bones
and bruises,
they returned to the Planned Parenthood the
next Tuesday.
Two more of God's messengers,
witnesses for a chance His babies can
be born-
who cannot speak up for themselves.
Jesus shed His life's blood-
so we could truly live too. ~
Categories:
messengers, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Free verse
I have not seen a lightning bug since I was a child
maybe they do not live in Kansas?
I grew up in Iowa
July nights there were full of glittering flashing lightning bugs
I wish I could see one again, I lament
the next night, I see two of them, in Kansas!
I am astounded.
Thanks Mom, I say.
Figuring she sent them as a hello from heaven.
Categories:
messengers, child, mother daughter,
Form: Free verse
soul said the journey of pain and love has ended, we all left our loved ones behind.
Even if I am going to heaven my memories are making me fall behind
Even if I am going to live near god I will always wish to see you by my side.
God was there at the back listening to him in hide.
what you left was nothing kid all was in your heart inside,
come to me let me show you the real side, whenever you fell behind in your life I was there to hold you tight.
the loved ones were messengers of mine who messaged the love back that you gave to me even when you were suffering at night.
what you did in the world was karma of yours that was counted by the world but here you all are children of mine even if you are the bad one I will teach you here never let you burn inside
that's how I enter the soul in my heart what you call heaven and there is no hell beside.
Categories:
messengers, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Tumultuous tale told and taught throughout time
Chiding cheers and chants and church bells chime
Parishioners of pastors who've past their prime
Claims of cunning conquers and cryptic crime
Daunt deeds to deviants dying for a nickel and dime
Grieve for the gains gone-by who grovel in grime
Sent forth by a sovereign who sought sublime
Messengers now muted no more than mime
Rue the revered who suit to rewrite the rhyme
Cast off couriers contrary to who create the crime
Categories:
messengers, corruption, humanity,
Form: Monorhyme
Singers in the afternoon
that hum a beautiful tune;
The hymn that they sing
gives the heart a sting.
They soar high up and beyond;
They lay low on the ground;
They perch on the trees;
They fly above seas.
Like heralds from above
that bring message of hope,
they bring message of love
to the hearts that are aloof.
Their song flickers in the mind
of the meek and the mild,
like light against the darkness,
shining full of brightness.
September 22, 2022
A Flock of Birds Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Categories:
messengers, appreciation, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Flowers are messengers,
favorite daughters of the sun!
are bearers of the mystery
carry the magic dust
of joyful harmony
and of happiness...
They advertise
blessing,
they radiate
beauty...
Flowers are,
trusted servers,
faithful companions...
In our pain they smile
solidarity...
In our healthy joy
stubborn partners...
Flowers are warriors
of the remarkable adventure...
In the simplest house,
they are stars of splendor
humble...
In the sumptuous castles,
are wonders
that soften
the arrogance...
If we are
dependent of the Father,
we should notice
his messages
so visible,
so transparent,
in the bearing of flowers,
in the smell of flowers
in the beauty of flowers
In the flowers, ...a little
from the dictates of God...!
Categories:
messengers, allegory, allusion, appreciation, flower,
Form: Light Verse
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
cumulus, blankets
cirrus, are God's paintbrushes
nimbus, rain for us
1/24/2021
~ 1 ~
Categories:
messengers, image, sky,
Form: Haiku
His humble servants
givers convey love and hope~
God’s mere messengers
Categories:
messengers, angel, blessing, giving, god,
Form: Senryu
Butterfly kisses gliding in softly
appearing out of another realm
unclaimed by humans
Monarchs lightly perch onto the frothy daisies
filling up the meadow with unknown prettiness
faeries never looked this lovely
in dainty droves they appear faster now
gliding in from sparkling slits in the sky
the little girl is surrounded
entranced and captivated
she lets loose giggles
which seem to help them speed up their process
these fairy messengers give her
a glowing recommendation for nature
opening their soul portals to aid in her joy
Categories:
messengers, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Imagism
She is older now, so I let the small things go.
She’s not wiser than she was, yet how the stories flow.
I let her spin them out for the fifteenth time today.
My ear grows tired of the noise and tunes itself away.
She’s more needy now; she wants me to clean her toes.
She even asked me once to pop the pimple on her nose!
There is always something, always another demand.
I grimace a bit, then comply with each of her commands.
It will soon be me, Queen Bee with all her powers.
I won’t remember anything, and I’ll rattle on for hours.
I hope my children will be loving toward my fragile frame.
and have kind and gentle hearts as they watch me slowly wane.
Categories:
messengers, age, mother,
Form: Rhyme
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