IF SILENCE COULD SPEAK by Roberta Monokroussos | Poetry | Heal The World Issue #12 | PAROUSIA Magazine

The babbling brook grows silent before the still watersjoining forces reports exchanged about upriver quartersthe redwood forest’s shafts of light through the sacred steeplethe sound of silence the soul soaring to galaxies beyond gospel the silvery sequined sleeve of the sophisticated gownworn at the ballroom dances, governor’s balls, senior promsthe sparkling stream sidling down the…

O Hope by Aldo Quagliotti | Poetry | Heal The World Issue #12 | PAROUSIA Magazine

O Hope As light filtered through the crackour faces densely packedwith ragged-looking petalswere similar to a burgundy varietyof sunsetwe were tangling our majestic spireshands floating like fliesfalling like spiders along our armsa new day was starting,we were recoveringfrom the night in quarantinedebating what season would come nextright inside our rooma sweaty summer of enveloped bodiesor…

Three poems from Abigail-Tydale Bassey | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine

I ESTHER walked into the king’s lairwith little hope whatsoever her first attempt was at dinner her shaking voice asked forpityjusticeandrevengepray about the plot of peoplelike Hamaneating with youand beating bones into your throat:an enemy. II LISTEN TO GOD What’d you make of so raging thoughtsgathered beneath your eyes?See, they sag_with very pale glow;voice locked…

THREE POEMS FROM DANIEL YOHANNA |PAROUSIA Magazine

Dying to Live I feel the hell in the stressFor hyperthermia is burning me,Its eating the remain of meAs the new terror in my own town. Oh! Gracious Lord, take my handUndress this scary terrorThat’s here to eat my bodyFor in your name I seek healing. Walk me to River JordanLet me wash myself seven…

Man – Divine by V. Chandeeswar |Poetry |PAROUSIA Magazine

Man – Divine Am I an agnostic, atheist or just live by plain logic?Why there should be any barriers between you and me?Your omni-potency or omni-presence might have been exaggerated / hyped up!Neither it impresses me nor I am going to seek you, nor I shall submit my selfDidn’t I already give you benefit of…

The Religious Hypocrisy by Jude Chukwuemeka |Poetry |PAROUSIA Magazine

“THE RELIGIOUS HYPOCRISY” Religion is religionSo stick to one,If you are a traditionaliststick to it,If you are a Christianstick to your faithIf you are a Muslimembrace your faith. Then be faithful to itBe diligent in serviceLet your deeds and works speakWhy mock others?Why despise others?Why judge others? Why will your prayers be answered?When you sin…

Two Poems from Shitta Faruq |PAROUSIA Magazine

Sin, Selah – My cursed-prayer. God shall destroy thee for ever, he shall take thee away, and pluck theeout of thy dwelling place, and rootthee out of the land of the living. Selah – Psalm 52. Man, there is a testament: he who prunes wheatfrom the garden of goodness shall eat bitterness.he shall be stripped…

Three Poems from Jude Chukwuemeka |PAROUSIA Magazine

“DIVORCE“ Marriage sacred and sanctifiedWhy divorce?Who divorced who?Both agreed till death,Marriage is pain and gain. Though many a woman divorcedAccused of infidelity,But many a man cheatsThey call it games,Her heart wounded and piercedBut she forgave and bear thesweet pains. All tails are tailsAll holes are holesWhy cheat?Though styles differWhy not teach her,The two are one.…

Three Poems from John C. Mannone | PAROUSIA Magazine

The Work of Priests Lazarus is the Greek form of Eleazar—the Hebrew nameof the son of Aaron (the brother of Moses), a high priest. After Lazarus twitched back to lifea week before the Passover,synagogue leaders trembledat the truth they desperatelytried to deny or not even see. Their authority challenged,placed at risk by a holy manwho…

Southern Baptist girl hears Haydn’s Seven Last Words of Christ by Lasseter Hamilton |Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine

Southern Baptist girl hears Haydn’s Seven Last Words of Christ A silver circle floats over violinists’ heads,chandelier dotted with tiny white lights. Below their feet, tealight votivesarc in a half-circle,a yellow rainbow, half-repetition of eternity. As violinists saw bows against curved bodies of violins,I stare beyond the windowpanes to the grass. When the day turns…

His Eminence by Andrew Ali Danjuma |Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine

His Eminence Let’s rise! For the King of kings rides on a colt-His sandals adorned with goldFor He is pure and just His Eminence reigns Behold His magnificenceBeyond effabilityHis glory beyond fallibility His Eminence reigns Drop it off…Drop it at His feetYour horrors and miseriesHe is able to change His Eminence reigns You are not…

A Poem from Rick Davis |PAROUSIA Magazine

Meditation on the back porch: as you leave for the dayyour kiss is a loving collision and a lampof my ancestors. I sit in the humid morningwith our dog on my lap, closing my eyesand observe my breath. my thoughts are compulsive –like an onyx coat and clouds of plankton.there is a microscope in my…