Long Poems About Morality
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Long poems about morality. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 4:03am
19th Dec 2024 4:03am
Children of the Witch
Generational worship
Paid idolatrous ode
To mystery dreams stolen
From faring dragon history
Behind secrecy curtains
Passes on vain imagination
Performance for roses
On stage confidence
Ironic hypocrites
Acting lustful inquiry
Hissing deceitful
Forked tongue bewilders
Slithering in counterfeit vision
Winding selfish
Get rather than give
Appeases oneself fulfilled
As snakes parent
Supposed fame and fate
In unraveling penalty due
To suddenly strike
Raised on cloud...
Paid idolatrous ode
To mystery dreams stolen
From faring dragon history
Behind secrecy curtains
Passes on vain imagination
Performance for roses
On stage confidence
Ironic hypocrites
Acting lustful inquiry
Hissing deceitful
Forked tongue bewilders
Slithering in counterfeit vision
Winding selfish
Get rather than give
Appeases oneself fulfilled
As snakes parent
Supposed fame and fate
In unraveling penalty due
To suddenly strike
Raised on cloud...
#God
#humankind
#mermaids
#morality
#spiritual
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
Scenery Of The Pastoral Mind
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
#emotions
#faith
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
51 reads
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 8:56pm
12th Dec 2024 8:56pm
Mirror of Thought ...
Beneath an ancient, gnarled oak I sit,
Reflection caught where waters flit.
Solitude cradles thoughts that weave,
A dance of dark and light to cleave.
“What is virtue?” I beseech the breeze,
“And what is vice that tempts and teases?”
Mortal laws seem brittle, vain,
Molded by the hands of gain.
Eyes close to conjure a shadowed man,
Stealing for love, a desperate plan.
To nourish kin, he breaks decree
Where lies the wickedness in need?
Does virtue wear a crown of thorns?
Is sin the harvest justice...
Reflection caught where waters flit.
Solitude cradles thoughts that weave,
A dance of dark and light to cleave.
“What is virtue?” I beseech the breeze,
“And what is vice that tempts and teases?”
Mortal laws seem brittle, vain,
Molded by the hands of gain.
Eyes close to conjure a shadowed man,
Stealing for love, a desperate plan.
To nourish kin, he breaks decree
Where lies the wickedness in need?
Does virtue wear a crown of thorns?
Is sin the harvest justice...
#morality
36 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 10:53am
25th Nov 2024 10:53am
Goldi and The 3 Bears
In a forest clearing, lived Goldi, the queen,
With a shotgun, stilettos, and a house oh so pristine.
One fine day, to the mall she did dash,
For a shoe sale promised a bargain for cash.
While she was gone, through her window crept three,
A family of bears, wild as could be.
Papa Bear sniffed, "This place smells divine!"
And made himself cozy with no sense of time.
He lumbered straight to her porcelain throne,
And left behind a stench all of his own.
"Perfectly pungent!" he growled with pride, a little chorri...
With a shotgun, stilettos, and a house oh so pristine.
One fine day, to the mall she did dash,
For a shoe sale promised a bargain for cash.
While she was gone, through her window crept three,
A family of bears, wild as could be.
Papa Bear sniffed, "This place smells divine!"
And made himself cozy with no sense of time.
He lumbered straight to her porcelain throne,
And left behind a stench all of his own.
"Perfectly pungent!" he growled with pride, a little chorri...
#funny
#morality
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Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 3:54pm
6th Nov 2024 3:54pm
Landscape with Fall of Democracy
If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher.
As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.”
- Abraham Lincoln
SHAMERICA YOU CHARLATAN, YOU RUBE,
When it comes time to write
Your fall, let it be said
You leapt giddily off the edge, and took bodily the rest,
For reasons lost to sense,
Like lemmings trailing blindly
The worst among us all.
But...
As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.”
- Abraham Lincoln
SHAMERICA YOU CHARLATAN, YOU RUBE,
When it comes time to write
Your fall, let it be said
You leapt giddily off the edge, and took bodily the rest,
For reasons lost to sense,
Like lemmings trailing blindly
The worst among us all.
But...
#freedom
#morality
#politics #responsibility
#politics #responsibility
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
NOT ALL VAMPIRES SUCK BLOOD
Your gaze wanders through corridors of dead and living poets, devouring, slipping in like thieves at midnight—not for communion with the spirit’s insight, but to feast, to draw stolen breath and reshape it as your own, a mimicry born without debt to the muse, a hollow construct grasping for self acclaim, void of responsibility to its sources.
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
#anger
#art
#disappointment
#frustration
#morality
65 reads
2 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 3:40pm
24th Oct 2024 3:40pm
In The Spirit Of Autumn
Ah, quiet autumn ! you stole from spring its breeze, its flat vibration, the feelings of ease,
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
#faith
#hope
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
60 reads
2 Comments
Renee
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 11:31pm
23rd Oct 2024 11:31pm
The Hollow King
In a moment of betrayal, when trust was laid bare,
Laughter masked the anguish, a heart shattered to weep.
A master of illusion, weaving pain with such ease,
In shadows of affection, innocence fell to its knees.
Sweet words turned to mockery, a cruel, chilling game,
As manipulation tightened its grip, an unrelenting claim.
Each promise, once vibrant, now wilts in decay,
Echoes of sorrow linger, where love faded away.
Behind God’s name, a hollow king hides,
Using Jesus as a shield, while darkness abides.
A wolf...
Laughter masked the anguish, a heart shattered to weep.
A master of illusion, weaving pain with such ease,
In shadows of affection, innocence fell to its knees.
Sweet words turned to mockery, a cruel, chilling game,
As manipulation tightened its grip, an unrelenting claim.
Each promise, once vibrant, now wilts in decay,
Echoes of sorrow linger, where love faded away.
Behind God’s name, a hollow king hides,
Using Jesus as a shield, while darkness abides.
A wolf...
#deception
#disappointment
#morality
#MovingOn
#sadness
153 reads
2 Comments
King_Seraphiel
Joshua Jamal
Joshua Jamal
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 10:43pm
1st Oct 2024 10:43pm
Sons of God
I am to trust the woman that is suppose to hold my spine
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
#faith
#morality
#spiritual
87 reads
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cabcool
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 9:21pm
25th Sep 2024 9:21pm
rusHour
The one principle that surrounds everything else is that of
stewardship; that we are the managers of everything that
God has given us.—”Larry Burkett
it must be for the greater good
that some above the crowds have stood,
while others on the edge of life repine;
the stewardship of every man
must be to serve a nobler plan
than pick his teeth and phartz above cloud nine.
the lawyer in sartorial guise
must not the ass...
stewardship; that we are the managers of everything that
God has given us.—”Larry Burkett
it must be for the greater good
that some above the crowds have stood,
while others on the edge of life repine;
the stewardship of every man
must be to serve a nobler plan
than pick his teeth and phartz above cloud nine.
the lawyer in sartorial guise
must not the ass...
#kindness
#love
#morality
#redemption
#responsibility
105 reads
2 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 4:09am
16th Sep 2024 4:09am
The Illusion of A Dream Come True
Lost in a war of thoughts that compete for my inordinate affections
On a scale of vanity to the cost of living and all that takes from me
Dare I risk the hopes of dreaming as I mortgage my heart to the point of bankruptcy for a voice
What’s the worth of being heard when pricelessness is price gouged on the terms of desperation
Taking advantage of time sensitive opportunities without a bargain for passion
How do I cash out when I’m up
The house always wins and the payouts are lacking
Feeling like an underrated wonder, caught in the marvel of the...
On a scale of vanity to the cost of living and all that takes from me
Dare I risk the hopes of dreaming as I mortgage my heart to the point of bankruptcy for a voice
What’s the worth of being heard when pricelessness is price gouged on the terms of desperation
Taking advantage of time sensitive opportunities without a bargain for passion
How do I cash out when I’m up
The house always wins and the payouts are lacking
Feeling like an underrated wonder, caught in the marvel of the...
#anger
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
104 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 7:45pm
11th Sep 2024 7:45pm
“An-imin-bi ki-imin-bi”
Most misguided souls banging for salvation on Heaven’s door, transgressions of feeble needs overrule and controls
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts ...
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts ...
#morality
#rebirth
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
266 reads
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