Poems About Morality Published by Members Recently Online
#morality
Trillium
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
Not Normal!
#morality
#politics
57 reads
9 Comments
Trillium
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
8th Sep 2024 5:34am
Not Normal!
#morality
#politics
57 reads
9 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
Aja Lia
Behold the deepest light, of the tender fire"
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
#spiritual
#redemption
#morality
619 reads
26 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
Aja Lia
Behold the deepest light, of the tender fire"
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
#spiritual
#redemption
#morality
619 reads
26 Comments
Styxian
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
2nd Oct 2022 9:27am
Aja Lia
Behold the deepest light, of the tender fire"
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
-Saint Marco, 1664.
She likes to carry a bible.
I don't judge too harshly.
There's worse things.
As a child, in her home country,
she sold matchsticks by the bundle.
At twelve, they're expected
to sell them door to door,
where the lanterns were kept bedside.
Three dollars American, to them,
was a day's pay like their fathers.
But blue-eyed buyers got a break.
Because a pale-eyed baby...
#spiritual
#redemption
#morality
619 reads
26 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
Counting the Pralines
In my perversion, unkempt curator of soul
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
#corruption
#culture
#hypocrisy #morality
#hypocrisy #morality
79 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
Counting the Pralines
In my perversion, unkempt curator of soul
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
#corruption
#culture
#hypocrisy #morality
#hypocrisy #morality
79 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
Counting the Pralines
In my perversion, unkempt curator of soul
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
#corruption
#culture
#hypocrisy #morality
#hypocrisy #morality
79 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
26th Jan 2025 9:03pm
Counting the Pralines
In my perversion, unkempt curator of soul
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
half-assed abstract fetish for obscenity
Hanging by the pen's loose thread
dredging in my polluted caffeine
Just a little bit eccentric
but who is counting the pralines
Bringing misery to the profane insomniacs
beneath their narcissistic rainbows
Gathering loose-wrapped Pick-Up-Sticks
envious trolls thinking they are corndogs
But! Who is counting the pralines?
#corruption
#culture
#hypocrisy #morality
#hypocrisy #morality
79 reads
2 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 6:05am
7th Oct 2024 6:05am
Unapologetic Mind
Desperate men convolute everything around them
Holding onto past accomplishments to remain relevant
What happens when there are no more pieces to sell?
Waking up one cold morning no longer in their element
Corporate dinosaurs keep growing bitter over time
Desensitized so much they think of themselves as god
Offering secrets to the highest bidder on the dark web
It’s a sinners heart fueling them to commit another fraud
Oh, what happens on the day they begin to realize?
That life in the fast lane leaves no witnesses behind
Moon-glow...
Holding onto past accomplishments to remain relevant
What happens when there are no more pieces to sell?
Waking up one cold morning no longer in their element
Corporate dinosaurs keep growing bitter over time
Desensitized so much they think of themselves as god
Offering secrets to the highest bidder on the dark web
It’s a sinners heart fueling them to commit another fraud
Oh, what happens on the day they begin to realize?
That life in the fast lane leaves no witnesses behind
Moon-glow...
#morality
151 reads
16 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
16th Jul 2022 00:28am
16th Jul 2022 00:28am
Confessions
Satan had returned wearing a dress
Pulling at my mental, but I'm not stressed
She tried to line me up with all the rest
But I'm a loner by nature unlike the rest
Offered to drink of her cup
A chalice filled to the brim with lust
"Sit down with me and please do sup"
I have tasted greed and know the disgust
She offered me conversation in front of the fire
We spoke of pride, envy, and of Hell's desire
The fire had grown, the heat was intense
We threw in gluttony for it's sulfurous scent
Our conversation was...
Pulling at my mental, but I'm not stressed
She tried to line me up with all the rest
But I'm a loner by nature unlike the rest
Offered to drink of her cup
A chalice filled to the brim with lust
"Sit down with me and please do sup"
I have tasted greed and know the disgust
She offered me conversation in front of the fire
We spoke of pride, envy, and of Hell's desire
The fire had grown, the heat was intense
We threw in gluttony for it's sulfurous scent
Our conversation was...
#love
#dark
#morality
378 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
16th Jul 2022 00:28am
16th Jul 2022 00:28am
Confessions
Satan had returned wearing a dress
Pulling at my mental, but I'm not stressed
She tried to line me up with all the rest
But I'm a loner by nature unlike the rest
Offered to drink of her cup
A chalice filled to the brim with lust
"Sit down with me and please do sup"
I have tasted greed and know the disgust
She offered me conversation in front of the fire
We spoke of pride, envy, and of Hell's desire
The fire had grown, the heat was intense
We threw in gluttony for it's sulfurous scent
Our conversation was...
Pulling at my mental, but I'm not stressed
She tried to line me up with all the rest
But I'm a loner by nature unlike the rest
Offered to drink of her cup
A chalice filled to the brim with lust
"Sit down with me and please do sup"
I have tasted greed and know the disgust
She offered me conversation in front of the fire
We spoke of pride, envy, and of Hell's desire
The fire had grown, the heat was intense
We threw in gluttony for it's sulfurous scent
Our conversation was...
#love
#dark
#morality
378 reads
2 Comments
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