Tags Resurrection
Death Is Only TemporaryA Poem by Randy JohnsonIf you or a loved one is dying, it is very scary.But I promise that death is only temporary.In the future, we will be resurrected and we and our loved.. |
How Do You Spell Wonderful Human Being?A Poem by Randy JohnsonDEDICATED TO AGNES JOHNSON (1948-2013) WHO PASSED AWAY ON MARCH 6, 2013. |
Amethysts and WavesA Poem by transentienceJust thoughts about lineage and what it means to last forever |
Risen to LifeA Poem by Melinda McQueenRisen to Life He came to save, Living a life He ultimately gave. Sinless, He took our sins And brought death to its end. Wi.. |
With His Last BreathA Poem by Melinda McQueenWith His Last Breath The earth filled with glory, A calm settled as His Spirit released. The pow’r of God shook As His last .. |
Easter in the 666A Poem by TrissyHow I'm feeling doesn't matter... Trust me I'm OK. Instead, ask yourself why do we hurt each other when we know we're all the same. They will try to t.. |
The ResurrectionA Story by KitchuSemi-canon of the Scythe saga. |
Bring me to lifeA Poem by lovelessA poem about Resurrection |
ReckonersA Book by BrookeImmortal. Apathetic. Curious. 300-something year old Reckoner, Ashe, is urged to take a fresh-blook Reckoner, Terra, under his wing. However, Ashe is .. |
Ink BlotA Poem by JaneThis is a piece which I have adapted from my youth. I consider it a resurrection of the writer in me I have tried to deny |
God Will Not Forget Me Or YouA Poem by Randy JohnsonAfter we die, the world will forget about me and you.But God will never forget about us and that is true.God will remember us after we die even if the.. |
A moment of... WarA Poem by Borislava ZoInternal chaos, the battle within ... Is fought in silence.. Follow me Inside the mind of an insomniatic victim of Thoughts.. |
The Moon Will Turn To BloodA Poem by Randy JohnsonThe world is in the same shape that it was back during the days of Noah and the flood.When the end of time arrives, the moon will turn to blood.When J.. |
Gods unwantedA Poem by TylerTo those. Those who see. Hear. Bleed and read the blood on the walls. The writing that drips and the water that flooded the terrain. |
When He Crossed His HeartA Poem by Melinda McQueenWhen He Crossed His Heart A promise to be fulfilled, The promise God willed. Coming down from the throne To allow true love to be.. |
Your SacrificeA Poem by Broken HeartsYour blood was poured out Nails were driven in your flesh All just to save us |