The Canary Grass Testifies My stem, vibrant emerald. My head, heavy with tiny white blooms. Early Christians may have brushed against my predecessors. Peter said flesh is like me — bound to wither. The glory of man, like my … Continue reading Jesus Leads Us Out Of Darkness by Sylvia Riojas Vaughn
The Man Who Forgot To Die (A novella by Michael Mulvihill) Chapter 1 What particularly comes to his mind, when Claudius thought of his state of being that he was now heir to was the icon, “Softener of … Continue reading FICTION | The Man Who Forgot To Die (Chapter 1) by Michael Mulvihill
In my opinion, Easter, which celebrates Jesus Christ’s resurrection from the dead, is the core of Christianity. Jesus came from heaven to earth to die for our sins and then resurrect as evidence that if we die in Him, we shall resurrect and live forever. Continue reading Exclusive Interview of CANON PROF. WANGARI MWAI | PAROUSIA Magazine
All about Jesus The beginning was the beckoning of the end Who will think his purpose was for the sake of humankind News gathered from genesis to every regions A light brace enough annihilates darkness A warrior who is … Continue reading All about Jesus by Daniel Ajayi
YOU TOO CAN SURRENDER NOW As I looked up, behold a woman whose dress sparkled like the bright morning stars. Her eyes were dripping with blood. I wondered what could make the beautiful lady to shed blood. I was … Continue reading YOU TOO CAN SURRENDER NOW by Chinedu Vincent Okoro
An Irony of Royalty i. Like a seed broken and buried Yet to return anew on bloom’s day. Like gold on a voyage of flames Returning aglow on glory’s day. ii. Smote: I hear scarlet robes are royalty. Blood … Continue reading An Irony of Royalty by Wisdom Nemi Otikor
EVEN DEATH HAS REGRETS Stuck in the throat of the wind is a song, a dirge for Golgotha; where Mary’s eyes, like this poem became drip lines; Peter wished he did a cardiac arrest for the crow that just died … Continue reading EVEN DEATH HAS REGRETS by Ogwiji Ehi-kowochio Blessing
GETHSEMANE (An epic of Christ’s Passion at the Gethsemane) He went with his three best allies: Peter, James and John At the time he saw danger like a tick cloud But was he going to hide? Or was he going … Continue reading GETHSEMANE by Francis Ikedichukwu Onwuchuruba
A coronation day It’s a coronation day for Jesus Its coronation day of incarnation Incarnation for new evils, remodeled Lucifer And Still Jesus is the same Messiah Coronation with thorns, seems good on him And it will be though, Those … Continue reading A coronation day by Narjes Azimi
For A Worthy Cause For a worthy cause In search of me – a damned rebel Lost in the darkness and valleys of life He chose to come Exploring wilderness, forty days Tasting neither food nor drink Up on … Continue reading For A Worthy Cause by Olatubosun David
The bi-lens of life The breath of life wafted over all the creatures Some give life, some take Some make life, some fake Some cure life, some quake Some live life, some leave Some sip life, some sheep Some keep … Continue reading Three Poems by Ashish Kumar Pathak
JUST ANOTHER DAY Just another day is all I humbly ask, Each night before I say goodbye to all my tasks, But not before I leave my earnest praise and thanks at His most holy feet- … Continue reading Three Poems by Gemma P. Geslani
Changed I’ve seen a brilliant light, an illumination of my soul – dark, ugly, violent. Blind, as though a … Continue reading Poetry | Changed by Debbie Richard
PAROUSIA Magazine is calling for submissions for it 8th Issue to be published by April 2018 during the Easter Celebration. The theme of this forthcoming Issue is the Sufferings of Christ and the Glory that should follow – The … Continue reading Call For Submission PAROUSIA Magazine The Glorification Issue #8
The Temple Will Be Empty When We Wake A cent for a soul Black market that grows green in our belly We taught them how to hang a crucifix The shorter side is the head of the saviour … Continue reading Poetry | On your road to Damascus by Michael Ace
Wednesday Morning in pale morning i rest in the recliner closing my eyes – observing thoughts – feeling like an unaccustomed stone tangled in mesh root. I begin to sense peace like moving air in murmuring trees — … Continue reading Poetry | Wednesday Morning by Rick Davis
