Near Poems - Poems about Near

A missile’s disguise is a flower magnetic, a whiff of its power Yet when its petals draw near a new odor appears ...

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O how it is so very clear that our departure in rapture's flight of 777 Is alas also so very near and it could be departing any moment of Every single solitary day. That is why Jesus tells us "fear not and Don't be afraid." When I am coming for my children in the middle Of that...

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Q Are we living in a modern era of Sodom and Gomorrah? A Yes Q Was it predicted by Jesus Christ that these times would return at the closure of His church age of grace shortly before the rapture? A Yes Q Were there other sins...

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Q Are the two signs of Deception and Delusions compatible? A Yes A All of those rejecting God's Holy word and His free gift of everlasting life are opening a portal into being deceived by the spirit of the anti-Christ. Even prior to him...

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Is the time of our departure (harpazo) from earth near? The answer is yes. In the month of March 17, 2025, a You tube podcast featured a little boy of only seven years old. This was an excerpt from either a dream or a vision submission on March 17, 2025: He had a bald head and was...

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Gosh, Lord, has it been that long Since we've had time to talk!? I know that You are near me So please come, let's take a walk Down by the river would You please meet me I'm so glad to see Your face Your kindness fills my heart with song Let's meet again here at this place ...

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f i r m handshake of S u m m e r leaves and branches frivolous……..carefree the caress of the breeze impressive t a l l sturdy oaks tee hees in the heat, swing twisting flowers ci r c l e a r o u n d playfully near the roots, still dependent on parents comes the first...

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Water Draws Near The rush of a wave in the ocean, the babble of a creek, the stillness in a pond and warm wet cords of relief in the shower, water draws near. It’s the Living Water that took me here today, to tell you all I wish I could have said back then. ...

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It came like a whisper on wings too dirty for angels, a fly with no gospel— just bloodlust and fire. I don’t remember the bite— only the stories they told me— the brain-boil, the silence of a body already leaving, the baby too lethargic to be called alive, and the ice-water baths. Above the crib, they hovered— not angels, not flies, but entities without names, bodiless heads...

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What would we all say If the world would end in a few minutes Gaze at the stars And wonder who put them up there Point at the clouds And guess how long they've been there Pick a flower or too And bask in its fragrance Run through the grass field Feeling the breeze rush past you Apologize to the earth For...

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She hears, but never truly listens, Speaks in echoes, cold and distant. A laugh escapes, not filled with cheer, Her eyes glance past, yet never near. Darkness creeps, a closing wall, But she won’t let herself fall. One more puff to chase the gray, One more sigh to blur the day. A flicker of hope, soft and slight, That maybe tomorrow brings some light. But...

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For Angela Voras- Hills As work inches along the highway you’ll be standing next to a field the breeze a song only you’ll hear as it whispers but you remember life’s a song your life a collage of all the experiences your heart holds such joy to behold as the season passes as the passing sun bleeds into the sky as the...

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"Even When You're Near" I saw you yesterday. You’re not far. Maybe five minutes, a handful of quiet streets. But I miss you. Not because you’re gone, you’re not. It’s just that the world feels softer when you’re in it, next to me, not just in thought. The couch feels bigger....

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Looking into the mirror, again and again, my reflection slowly draws near, with a breath, it twists my hands—and I know what it wants from me, it has always envied what I love, despised what I adore with passion, tonight it returns, her fingers lightly touch my lips, tracing their outline like a lover, until she delves deep, the blood...

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Gazing into the sky so far, where five points twinkle from a star, there's more than a spark. The feeling lingers, as I sit close to where you are, and hold hands with all five fingers....

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