Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 12:37pm
14th Aug 2024 12:37pm
The 700 Club
Power
Lies
Hatred
Prejudice
Thief
Biased
Manipulator
Sectarianism
Bigotry
Corruption
Hypocrite
Billy Graham
Pat Robertson
Oral Roberts
Jimmy Swaggart
Jimmy & Tammy Faye Bakker
Jerry Falwell
Lies
Hatred
Prejudice
Thief
Biased
Manipulator
Sectarianism
Bigotry
Corruption
Hypocrite
Billy Graham
Pat Robertson
Oral Roberts
Jimmy Swaggart
Jimmy & Tammy Faye Bakker
Jerry Falwell
#Christian
#deception
#hypocrisy
#lies
#corruption
105 reads
10 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
10th Jun 2021 8:19pm
10th Jun 2021 8:19pm
Unconscious
Conscious
I've worked my entire life
mastering my craft
I'm a designer, you see
at Masterpiece Cakeshop—
my own company
I'm not young, by far
I come from a belief
that Jesus is King—
my King, who will deliver me
I have served the homeless;
I have served other religious affiliates:
Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist
because it matters not
who enters my...
I've worked my entire life
mastering my craft
I'm a designer, you see
at Masterpiece Cakeshop—
my own company
I'm not young, by far
I come from a belief
that Jesus is King—
my King, who will deliver me
I have served the homeless;
I have served other religious affiliates:
Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist
because it matters not
who enters my...
#gay
#LGBT
#religion
#Christian
#bisexual
1090 reads
30 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 8:10am
2nd Apr 2021 8:10am
SOUNDS OF THE FIRST GOOD FRIDAY
Humanity held not its breath
when Jesus was sent to His death.
Many were crying to the sky
that Pilate ought to "CRUCIFY!"
Others called "You save yourself!"
as His feet hung to the cross shelf.
I imagine a noisy day
on morning of first 'Good Friday'
as, serenaded by a crowd
In jeers, at his forced walk, quite loud
bar some women , more sensitive,
who wept for Him, not long to live.
Then finally, his great death cry -
"It is finished!" ("Tetalestai!") -
emanating like explosion,
making the old centurion
say this...
when Jesus was sent to His death.
Many were crying to the sky
that Pilate ought to "CRUCIFY!"
Others called "You save yourself!"
as His feet hung to the cross shelf.
I imagine a noisy day
on morning of first 'Good Friday'
as, serenaded by a crowd
In jeers, at his forced walk, quite loud
bar some women , more sensitive,
who wept for Him, not long to live.
Then finally, his great death cry -
"It is finished!" ("Tetalestai!") -
emanating like explosion,
making the old centurion
say this...
#death
#Christian
#rhyming
500 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
26th Feb 2023 7:09pm
26th Feb 2023 7:09pm
Black History Month
Awash in an ocean of cliché
I saw the sonnet in a brand new way
Where there was no where to go but above,
Strait up into altisonous love
Where lesser noise is left far below
In the surround sound of platitude's show;
Stuck in the cheap seats of discord and din
Grieving again at the wages of sin.
But sometimes, just sometimes...sounds are quite good,
Markedly, when they can be understood,
And in this way can be epiphanic
More so than lingo uttered in panic...
And that concludes my sententious sermon ...
I saw the sonnet in a brand new way
Where there was no where to go but above,
Strait up into altisonous love
Where lesser noise is left far below
In the surround sound of platitude's show;
Stuck in the cheap seats of discord and din
Grieving again at the wages of sin.
But sometimes, just sometimes...sounds are quite good,
Markedly, when they can be understood,
And in this way can be epiphanic
More so than lingo uttered in panic...
And that concludes my sententious sermon ...
#Christian
#rebirth
#morality
183 reads
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Billy_Snagg
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 00:19am
29th Mar 2024 00:19am
The Rising...
Easter is a fabulous time of year
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The weight of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The weight of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
#love
#hope
#spring
#Easter
#Christian
449 reads
17 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
4th Apr 2023 3:24am
4th Apr 2023 3:24am
"Canoeing the Mountains"
They say that “the church” today
is like the Lewis & Clark expedition –
charting new territory,
exploring the ashes & ruins of Christendom,
finding a new route to the Great Commission…
it’s supposed to be inspiring.
Problem is, we’re not explorers at heart;
there’s not enough curiosity
and we never volunteered for this journey.
We thought we had already arrived.
Knew our map inside & out;
so convinced of its righteousness
we just slapped it onto the turtle’s back
without stopping to look
at the beauty of...
is like the Lewis & Clark expedition –
charting new territory,
exploring the ashes & ruins of Christendom,
finding a new route to the Great Commission…
it’s supposed to be inspiring.
Problem is, we’re not explorers at heart;
there’s not enough curiosity
and we never volunteered for this journey.
We thought we had already arrived.
Knew our map inside & out;
so convinced of its righteousness
we just slapped it onto the turtle’s back
without stopping to look
at the beauty of...
#religion
#Christian
#philosophical
#tradition
#NaPoWriMo2023
242 reads
4 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2024 4:47pm
23rd Mar 2024 4:47pm
The Fear Stings
I passed away long years ago
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
#death
#religion
#Christian
#rebirth
#rhyming
87 reads
2 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
15th Nov 2023 7:01pm
15th Nov 2023 7:01pm
I'm Hebrew!!
I'm Hebrew a nation of people who's been treated unfair!!
In a world 🌎 were everyone's looking to prosper an gain dwelling in sin, without feelings and emotions or remorse to even care!!
Because being labeled as people behind two continents or even a color, now amongst the civilized, now our culture and brilliant minds your able to share!!
To the world 🌎 like precious jewels gems 💎 stones, pearl's and diamonds 💎 with no rewards being given or any thoughts of coming close to even being compared!!
Next to those whose...
In a world 🌎 were everyone's looking to prosper an gain dwelling in sin, without feelings and emotions or remorse to even care!!
Because being labeled as people behind two continents or even a color, now amongst the civilized, now our culture and brilliant minds your able to share!!
To the world 🌎 like precious jewels gems 💎 stones, pearl's and diamonds 💎 with no rewards being given or any thoughts of coming close to even being compared!!
Next to those whose...
#religion
#Christian
#Buddhist
#Taoism
#prayer
305 reads
7 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
25th Aug 2022 8:49pm
25th Aug 2022 8:49pm
Why Have I Become A Fallen Angel?
She got down on
her knees and
begged God to
say why he kicked
her out of Heaven.
her knees and
begged God to
say why he kicked
her out of Heaven.
#Christian
#angels
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#homelessness
368 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 6:47am
12th Nov 2024 6:47am
Wanderings
Through barren wastes of ash and stone
The ascetic walked, in faith alone
The sun, a pyre, bled red and pale
As winds did wail a mournful tale
His flesh grew weak, his breath ran dry
Yet prayers rose up to pierce the sky
When from the dust a shadow loomed
A saintly corpse, from grave exhumed
Its bones did gleam with spectral fire
Its hollow eyes burned fierce, entire
“O pilgrim, lost in dread’s domain,
Rise now, and walk the path of pain”
Its voice was both a hymn and cry,
A beacon bright, yet sharp with...
The ascetic walked, in faith alone
The sun, a pyre, bled red and pale
As winds did wail a mournful tale
His flesh grew weak, his breath ran dry
Yet prayers rose up to pierce the sky
When from the dust a shadow loomed
A saintly corpse, from grave exhumed
Its bones did gleam with spectral fire
Its hollow eyes burned fierce, entire
“O pilgrim, lost in dread’s domain,
Rise now, and walk the path of pain”
Its voice was both a hymn and cry,
A beacon bright, yet sharp with...
#Christian
#dark
#God
#religion
#rhyming
36 reads
1 Comment
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