Paradise Poems | Examples of Paradise Poetry

. i told thuh world 'bout you ...

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A promise born, a life designed, To emancipate, to break the bind. But fate dealt blows, parents passed away, Leaving her to shadows, in a world astray. She sells her body, a living corpse, A pretty face, a paradise sepulcher, a tragic force. Uncertainty looms, her future unsure, A womb evacuated, her soul obscure. Loneliness creeps, a dejected soul, Yearning for companionship, a heart...

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In the storm of my mind, You were my quiet yearning. Nothing to hold onto, nothing to chase, Nobody can adjust to this phase. Do not claim the jargon words, Words mean nothing when they are hollow. Letters and pauses are only the reflections of my urge To put you in my precious seat. I see a scarlet paradise, Beneath the fabrics, beneath the...

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How do you locate your loved ones in the hereafter? How do you navigate your way through the billions of souls who fill heaven from floor to rafter? Will an angel come and take you by the hand and lead you to their doorsteps in the promised land? And will they be surprised to see you? Or is the date of...

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Yes, indeed we have a new Pope. I wonder, however, if we have a new hope. As a matter of facts, we have two popes: One is active and the other is passive, Which means that one is inactive, The latter was a hell of a man who shocked: folks, Foes, rivals, parishioners and cardinals, By resigning his post, By becoming a different...

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Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain? Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane that he ended up murdering his younger brother? Did he learn it from his father and mother, who must've been in deep, psychological pain for having caused Eden to go down the drain. ...

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"Somewhere beyond the sinkhole, past the magnolia, under the live oaks, a boy and a yearling ran side by side, and were gone forever." ~ Marjorie Kinnan Rowlings, from The Yearling In heights above, see a dazzling sun. Drink fresh air.  It's time you must awake. Arise, make for the stream by the lake. On youthful legs, take flight and...

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On this very day, Jesus went to hell. He went because He had good news He wanted to tell. He told the righteous their time with Satan was done, and that they would now live forever in the presence of the Son. But that good news wasn't received equally well ~ nor by everyone. ...

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Eve took the apple, and gave it Adam, and everything changed. We were taken from paradise and moved to another place. That is now causing us to choose life or death. The apple was powerful and changed the world we should pay attention to the words and pray. God told us to follow all the rules....

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A vein in me narrows a little bit every day, I have tethered myself to shallow promises; strengthened my organs of clay, and deceived them to believe Forever is either momentary bliss or death. But then I heard a call in the blinding dust, echoing; I saw you assembling pieces of my skin, meaningless, disintegrated, ignored- And sewing them up considerately; A new...

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A New Society Eras, centuries, and histories have disappeared New social systems are emerging and disappearing But it all disappears, is destroyed, is forgotten. Time is a killer ...

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glorifying days gone by meanwhile wasting time i’ve got nothing more than an alibi to make sense of this paradigm i’m betting on a future paradise where starry moonlit nights entice and sunshine saves the day while guileless children play Submitted on April 6, 2025 for contest STEVIE WONDER sponsored by KAREN JONES (Pastime Paradise) - RANKED 2ND...

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MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Urdu poems about speech, wine, Paradise, poets, poetry, words and grief. To hear my rose-bestrewing speech, first place the flagon before me! —Mirza Ghalib, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Let someone too obedient for wine and honey transform our paradise into hell. —Mirza Ghalib, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Grief overflows the cup despite the abundance...

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i followed where the birdsong led landed onto heaven's paradise AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 4, 2025...

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fancy green fresh smell of the pure virgin forests pure scent paradise...

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