Prophesy Poems

It is written

the underworld rumbles and summons
beckoning in groveled whispers
with undertones of shady pretenses

haunted by gods and demons
who brazenly wave their book of souls
tormentors do the dirty work in afterlife

meanwhile here kings and rulers
wealth in pocket pauper in heart
build their towers to climb to heaven

every last of these towers of babylon
will one day come apart at the

Prophesy?

Prophecy?

The Jewish Scriptures make it clear
About what will occur when the Messiah is here.
There will be on the throne, a KIng,
And to the world, peace he will bring.
Swords to plowshares, as the saying goes,
Israel will not have any of its foes.

Zechariah says, peace to every nation
No wars anywhere, they come to cessation.
Jeremiah agrees, the messiah

My Prophesy

One day, one may go
In places we don't want to know
Just assure that your name is written
Embossed in gold shining in heaven.

Yes, I'm preaching
To the soul that's needing repair
I'm talking to all who hears His teaching
To warn a deluge will come so each life may spare.

The world is delicate right now
Rumors of Armageddon is creeping
I

Twinkling Star of Montsegur

Beneath stars twinkling 
Sophia and Christ flew down 
In the form of birds 
In the form of large vultures 
Vultures filled with grace 
Vultures from the Great Mountains 
The Mountains of Snow 
They both perched on an ash tree 
Whose roots go deep down 
To Hades, the home of worms 
Whose trunk goes high up

Prophesy Or Warning

If we believe in free will,
Why then do we believe that all prophesies must come true,
Might some prophesies actually be warnings, 
We have not heeded, in time to prevent many more mourning's.

Something to think about,
Before we shout,
Kill, kill, kill,
Leaving us all,
With a bill,
That will make us ill, ill ill.

The Prophesy of Invention

Prophesy of Invention

Compositions of profound illumination resonating from a prophetic musician 
Impositions that compound remuneration as the economists of capitalism demand an inquisition 
A tired physician’s diagnosis that confounds all surgical precision 
A technician becomes ferocious as he compounds the alternative decision

A silent peaceful protest at the murder of another beautiful black street poet 
The

Prophesy

Prophesy
      by Bob Moore ©13 Jan 2022

Went shopping this morning
‘cause you never know
with Covid around
when you can finally go

The shelves may be empty
there’s nothing to buy
no bread and no milk
no frozen meat pie

The news had all told us
this would happen you know
so everyone panicked
and to the shops they did go

Self-fulfilling

A Prophesy

Buzz kills ounce stormed across
open beaches.

Citizen police engaged, shamed,
raged against the sight
of mask-less merry-makers.

Now the lock-downs are over
we gather to celebrate
but here again comes the hate.

Just wait
they will steal your freedoms once more.
The 'Karen's' are gathering,
we will all be germ-jailed again
come election day.

Don'T Get High On God's Supply

High and mighty leaders brag, 
They own gas gold arms drugs
Whoah.. Quite a stash ' They'll 
Stick or sell, when it favours them'
These are righteous dignified
Women and men, there are Kings
And dukes and earls and Queens
Presidents and oligarchs and mighty
Smoke screens there are trumpets 
And tiles degrees and such, They're never
Seen to stoop to slinging

Prophesy In 1848

A voice said I had to go to the well in the center of the meadow
It was midnight; there was no way
The voice was persistent, insistent
Would not allow me to go back to sleep
or rest in any way

Do you think this is another prophesy? My husband asked.
He is from a family of soothsayers and healers
He

Prophesy

Seeking Truth in the universe.
A resurgence of the soul.
Rendering the past.
A prophesy of the future
In which sexism is no longer shackled  by the promotion of disparaging men.

Prophesy

After the great catastrophe that humanity will suffer

When the entire world will gaze the abyss of non-existence

Man, at last, would come to realize that in order to survive

Must distance himself from evil and beg for God's assistance!









© Demetrios Trifiatis
       15 June 2021

A Prophesy of Fuchsias

As flushed as ripe plums the fuchsia does swell
Weighted with thick sap its cloak lushly blooms
Passion’s flower sweetly grieves sad farewell
As our goodbye speaks like this summer’s plume

Our waltz in the sun like sultry guitars
Fueled fiery flames to warm us through the night
Hearts lay like cinders to mix with the stars
Embers smoldered while it squandered

Fulfilling a Prophesy

Do not think I have come to abolish the law
Or the Prophets
 I have come not to abolish 
But to fulfill. Matthew 5:17

Jewish history often chronicles religious persecution
Violence
Depression 
Yet Old Testament prophets offered hope with their stories of the coming of a Messiah

This Messiah
The prophets foretold
Would free the Jewish people from their oppressors
He would rule

The Trump Prophesy

"Losers" and "suckers" are such small fry 
That nobody cares if they all die
Trump vows (with a frown),
"There'll be NO lockdown
And Joe Biden will be the fall guy"!

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