Both members and non-members are invited to share their personal faith, an expression of truth, or praise to our Father or His son through original poems. All are welcome to send your poems for posting using the address: poems@worldslastchance.com
Poems must be original or owned by you, and the ownership remains with you. You, not WLC, are responsible not to infringe on the copyright privileges of others. Most of us have written poems on occasion and nearly all who have, like to share them with others. Readers of poetry are perhaps rare birds. So consider joining the poets' elite also by reading the poems posted by others on this site. All of them are useful to read, most of them are inspiring, and some of them are truly beautiful and well-written. They are well worth reading.
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Scorpion’s out
With its vile poison.
by: Mila D. Aguilar
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This world is surrounded by corrupt public servants
Therefore please great God send here few advents
by: Balwant SAQI
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Soldier,
Where is the war you are running off to fight?
by: Stephen J. Vattimo
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When You talk of the rewards in Heaven
The medals, the crowns that will be given
by: Catherine Chakor
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To the frowning face
running in a race
by: Margaret C Mullings
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I’m clueless of what life’s gonna be,
But still, I’m growing like a sturdy tree.
by: Mary Jesusa Villegas
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You Know this world can be harsh and Cold
Like a winter waste land
by: Stephen J. Vattimo
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Have you a friend,
who's only interested in ''USING AND DUMPING"?
by: AINA OLUKANYISOLA
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Prayer is a wonderful technique
To get adequate peace of mind
by: M V VENKATARAMAN
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You have six days
to labor and do all
by: Margaret C mullings
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HOLY DAY, JEHOVAH'S REST
OF CREATION'S WEEK THE BEST
by: Bill Parks
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One day I asked myself,
I have enough to eat, Good to wear,
by: Navodita Maurice
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ONE DROP OF PRECIOUS BLOOD 4 ME
SUSPENDED DOWN THRU TIME
by: Marc C Farrell
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Some say he died,
Some say he lives,
by: Shin Hattori
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The love that no mortal can ever make boast
Except Jehovah – the Lord of host
by: Tope James
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Heavenly Father, I ask this day
that you Search my Heart.
by: Darryl L Jenkins
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When we do the things the Lord has asked
HE will bless our every stride
by: Judith C. I. Velez
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Sorrows are God’s winds,
His contrary, at times strong winds,
by: Oduora O. Mkwutesinanwa
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Lighting flashes brightly across the black satin sky.
The greenish gray clouds with their erie glow,
by: Stephen J. Vattimo
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I watch as St. Michael stands sentry at the gate of paradise
Like he has since the days that preceded antiquity
by: Metatron Rabbin
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