Short Prophesy Poems
Short Prophesy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Prophesy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Prophesy by length and keyword.
Zero false prophesy
More respect is my plea
More unity should be our plan
Less politics is my prayer
Less lies yield more purity
My eternal erstwhile gilfriend had astral sex with me,
She five mionths along,
The baby will fulfill a prophesy,
And his /her father is going to have to suffer.
Form:
"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"!
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.
Fear is the impetus which doubt provides:
with the roiling of false pride
of the sought for safety decry!
By the power of prophesy let fear hide
as the brave push forward let love abide.
All the young Jews,
all the young Christians,
all the young Muslims,
debt to confuse
Abraham crying,
prophesy fading,
hellish debentures
—Heaven to lose
(The New Room: July, 2021)
yes waiting for the end to come,
the lord of hosts returns for some,
fulfil the prophesy, its about,
return he will there is no doubt,
Apocalypse thou ...
Don
re : "Dawn" Debbie Duncan
Drifting
on a vast ocean
emerald spangled
calling to celestial plains
of the lost citadel
where forgotten tribes
communed in radiant silence
and telepathed secrets
beyond the mortal prophesies
of sages.
And they shall be driven back to their own lands.
Pursued by swords of white flame,
any that stand their ground shall perish.
For this is a holy land and their transgression shall not go unpunished!
In the name of Ja! Selah!
They burnt Jan Hus
In Fourteen Fifteen
They cooked his goose
A swan you will see
In Fifteen Seventeen
From Jan Hus prophesy
His ashes were thrown into the Rhine
As a metaphor his influence spreads
Like a river that flows throughout time
"I have seen prophesy come true
just as it had been foretold,
and prophecy has told me
that I will kill you cold,"
but he killed me first
with his very first blow,
and then he said to me,
prior to my being deceased,
"Don't believe everything that you are foretold."
Clouds encircle
sage colored dreams,
ice crystals block the sky
Today in shadows,
yesterday’s warning,
memories start to cry
The stratus thickens,
impending doom,
prophesy to remind
Aeolus has woken,
his rain of tears
—ablution most unkind
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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
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.
All those who prophesy..Raise your voices and
Hold out your staffs.' Announce a mighty
Wave of conversion in Jerusalem.' The
Lord is moving eternally! He never sleeps.
Neither does He slumber.' Awaken oh Sleepers oh you who have denied Him
For too long' now is the time of
Your redemption, He will draw
You near."
The book of love
yearns for your deeds
of present and past
things unveiled
Like good servant
dedicated to his master
Wisdom is born
to crown your traits
The soul rejoices
for the blessed one
Who would be…
a prophesy fulfilled
It beckons
to all passionate hearts
to wake up
and get it done .
3-29-2017
Jealous
The dreams are philosophying
Where the thoughts wander
There is a prophesy of a place
A station to claim
The buoyancy incites a jealousy
Why being jealous?
It is because of the beauty of it all
So don't just be jealous
But be prideful in your positive jealousy.
Because it makes you ambitious
By Asangalisah Akantere Isaiah
I burn in a light of ecstasy,
scorching the neighbours right next to me.
Show me the gates of prophesy
and torch our temple of memories.
Molten dreams flow out the seams,
denying the laws of gravity
as they capture every tower seen.
I am not the 'me' you know as 'me',
and I am not, was not, never will be
the hero that I so long to be.
I'm sorry.
Nuclear explosions;
Dead bodies litter the streets
Weeping and wailing
The world is on Fire!
Angels prepare for battle
The Beast stands ready
Cities in rubble
From mighty earthquakes; there is
Not a place to hide
Rivers of blood flow
The end of the world is here
Prophesy come true...
.........
for Gail's Armageddon contest
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.
An onyx layer of cosmos
lies behind the mist costumed trees....
the remains of night falling over the edge
at my back
the first caress of day
rubs my heels with prophesy.
So I come
from a chasm deep
within myself
spinning saffron ribbons
from my aching torso.
Echoing on the living Mountain
returning
to me with
secrets from Her crystal walls.
Form:
Listening to prophesy
Having someone inform me
Of future incoming love
Via crystal ball
Love, she said, greater than most
More than I’ve ever had ‘fore
Through angels faces and warm
Loving embraces
Days later I found my fate
Gorgeous woman of my heart
I loved like never before
My prophesied love
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Linda-Marie's "Crystal Ball" Contest
Be protected forever,
Continue your love to those who know you-
to the upright in heart.
Now i am old.
Always dwell in the land forever.
Man utters wisdom of his God-
in days the Lord knows their safe pasture.
Children young, He makes drink from
your River of delights.
Like the beauty of the Lord-
our hands spread out for your sake,
O LORD.
Form:
Verbalize to me in a dream,
Talk to me mother of sorrows,
Prophesy the end of my nightmares,
The day you are letting me smile,
Anchor to me princess of air,
The breathing is hard even to my hair,
Cut off the salty rain,
Gather my missing pieces
And chain them to my blemished heart,
Unbend my body from this pain,
Ohh I cry to you queen of distress.
Apollo, this Greek God,
Appointed the Sun. Led
Aesthetic skills: Music,
Art, Prophesy, Healing,
Athletics, Endless Youth,
Archery, Light, and Truth.
Apollo- best-known god.
March 1, 2022
Contest: Greek Mythology (Pleiades Form)
Sponsor: Joseph May
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