Pinnng! by Marcel Graves – PAROUSIA Magazine

Pinnng! nosce te ipsum (Latin meaning: know Thyself) By: Marcel Graves (Genesis 1:26) Truly glorious gifts come in small packages: Consider your size relative to our planet, Nay, our solar system, Nay, our galaxy, Nay, our universe! We are truly miniscule. But inside! Whoa! What an infinite greatness is working from within! Created in the…

Two Poems from Ann Privateer

Hair Woven, pressed, rolled, washed, curled, cut, shaved, combed, dyed, dried, tied, fried, palmated, braided, wired, piled, styled, tamed, rinsed, renewed, wind blown, flipped, up, back, under, clipped, unruly, wiry, teased, twisted, red, blond, gray, auburn, brown, chestnut, silver, ginger, sandy, bleached, black, fuzzy, sculpted tresses, mops, manes– Art: the color of hair. Above and…

GOD SEEMS DISTANT by Abasiama Udom

GOD SEEMS DISTANT Humans are close But cannot understand and this place of a leader I want no more. The price is too steep, the depths too wide God seems distant, my pain is all I hear. BIO: Abasiama Udom is a polymathic writer and poet, she writes from Akwa Ibom, Nigeria. Her works have been…

Happy Birthday by Ann Privateer

Happy Birthday I think you’re wonderful Happy birthday to you You are my sunshine Happy birthday I’ll row your boat If you row mine Happy birthday dear baby I think you’re Devine Happy birthday to you I want you, baby Because life Is but a dream I want you the way you are So stand…

I WILL by Abasiama Udom

I WILL I will stand by your door I will knock till you open I will call out your name even in eternity’s yawn my legs hurt, my fingers bloody my voice hoarse Yet I will stay, Arms wide open Proclaiming a love you desire I will stand by your door, I will knock, I…

In the Morning by Ann Privateer

In the Morning When sun shines in And flaws take shape Because mother said You must be perfect Even if the man in bed Isn’t, I’m wed to someone I don’t know who owns Summers of snow No flowers, no hope With nothing to guide Even love needs faith To shine through. Bio: Ann Privateer…

MAD OR IN LOVE by Abasiama Udom

MAD OR IN LOVE I still pray amidst my pain To a God I am not sure hears either I am mad or in love yet I choose the later loving, trusting desperately this God in whose word I find redemption yet I am either mad or in love BIO: Abasiama Udom is a polymathic…

An Antenna by Ann Privateer

An Antenna Sits on my windowsill Two long silver fingers As thin as fishing poles Like a V for victory Pointing to heaven Captures the signal From networks in the ether Connecting me To comedy, sometimes Or news of the day And then, I’m not alone. Bio: Ann Privateer is a poet, artist, and photographer.…

Becoming Like Christ by Gabriel Oluwatomiwa Eniola

Why metamorphose like the world When you can be like the Word? For many are ignorantly deceived By the appealing of the world Thinking they’re admirable in the world But, their worthlessness lie in a bed of roses And by and by in time and tide They will be a wart to the world And…

Parousia Easter Poetry Contest 2021 | PAROUSIA Magazine

We are inviting all our contributors and readers in Nigeria to participate in our maiden Parousia Easter Poetry Contest. Theme: From the Cross to the Throne Guidelines: Write a poem (It should not be more than 10 lines.) Post the poem on your Instagram page. Tag us @parousiamag with a befitting feature image. (You must…

SYCAMORE by Ayodeji Oje | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine

SYCAMORE Touch of white and blushing blue wears you,yet you’re short of the touch of life. Seas of men you’ve sailed,yet you’re but a shadow from heaven’s plain. To sycamore you’ve clung like a drowning man to a life boat,yet Jesus’ cloak you’ve missed and missed. Descend. Sinner, descend from your sycamore,and let the ascending…

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…

​Call for Submissions | Heal the World Issue 12 | Parousia Magazine

  PAROUSIA Magazine is calling for submissions for it 12th Issue to be published by September 2020 The theme of this forthcoming Issue is HEAL THE WORLD Psalm 147:3 KJV He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. Heal the world is a theme inspired by the present pandemic that has plaqued…