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AmyMMosier
Poem Published
Today 3:53am
Today 3:53am
Her voice resonates
Her voice resonates
Strongly in my delighted ear;
My soul smiles -
As if she'd not died years ago
And been shut away in a wall ...
Strongly in my delighted ear;
My soul smiles -
As if she'd not died years ago
And been shut away in a wall ...
#tanka
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1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:18pm
Yesterday 7:18pm
VIRGINITY
With such class and sheer elegance
Her demeanor called for reverence.
Like winter-white fresh-fallen snow
Her nudity covering [skin] reflected a radiant glow.
Wholesome and complete, her barren womb
Fertile-ready for a love seed to bloom
When the time be right
And when glistening stars would shine bright.
There she walked with a humble stride
Simple with every step and soft strides of an innocent bride
Her body full of radiant light
The winter-white virgin is her husband’s delight.
Pure and transparent as summer rain
Her...
Her demeanor called for reverence.
Like winter-white fresh-fallen snow
Her nudity covering [skin] reflected a radiant glow.
Wholesome and complete, her barren womb
Fertile-ready for a love seed to bloom
When the time be right
And when glistening stars would shine bright.
There she walked with a humble stride
Simple with every step and soft strides of an innocent bride
Her body full of radiant light
The winter-white virgin is her husband’s delight.
Pure and transparent as summer rain
Her...
#admiration
#beauty
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#husband
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 3:28am
7th Feb 2025 3:28am
And So Hell Trembled With His Step
Semper Sanctus
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
#Christian
#death
#faith #God
#faith #God
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mingomingus
SamTheSlam
SamTheSlam
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 00:39am
7th Feb 2025 00:39am
the Gates of the Sun
The soul never really ascends
It's merely regurgitated
And swallowed up again
Like a Cosmic Cat
Hocking up a hair ball
All the while
Continuing to preen
Call it reincarnation
I call it a rigged wheel
Where the House always wins
And you never break even
Just keep losing
More and more of yourself
And yet
Never reduced to Nothing
So you can keep coming back
To feed the Beast
Promises of an afterlife
Haunt your present life
Holding...
It's merely regurgitated
And swallowed up again
Like a Cosmic Cat
Hocking up a hair ball
All the while
Continuing to preen
Call it reincarnation
I call it a rigged wheel
Where the House always wins
And you never break even
Just keep losing
More and more of yourself
And yet
Never reduced to Nothing
So you can keep coming back
To feed the Beast
Promises of an afterlife
Haunt your present life
Holding...
#LifeCycle
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1 Comment
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 9:57pm
6th Feb 2025 9:57pm
Pastor Harry
Pastor Harry has had a little too much to drink
A couple of forties and now it's kind of hard to think
He jumps up behind the wheel and hits the gas
Little do the kiddies know: he's drunk off his ass
He sways and swerves and goes into the other lane
The other drivers are shouting "What the fuck? are you insane?"
He flicks them off and vomits on the windshield
Everybody on this motherfucking bus might get killed
Pastor Harry drives the motherfucking school bus
He doesn't let all the kids yell or cuss
This asshole is drinking...
A couple of forties and now it's kind of hard to think
He jumps up behind the wheel and hits the gas
Little do the kiddies know: he's drunk off his ass
He sways and swerves and goes into the other lane
The other drivers are shouting "What the fuck? are you insane?"
He flicks them off and vomits on the windshield
Everybody on this motherfucking bus might get killed
Pastor Harry drives the motherfucking school bus
He doesn't let all the kids yell or cuss
This asshole is drinking...
#alcohol
#children
#religion
#rhyming
#devil
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 4:42am
6th Feb 2025 4:42am
cloudy
my mind turns with the seasons
it is always so
lifting on the airs searching the winds, while I wander
sigh to touch the sky
to fly untethered
my soul reaches out to nature
reading tea leaves and people's faces
an empath I feel so much
which is sometimes too heavy
to escape for a moment to where it's fresh
so often the body makes me feel, clausterphobic
my being longs to be untethered
reaching the limits of my binds
pulling on the restraints
and take off
astral traveling
I return from my voyage ...
it is always so
lifting on the airs searching the winds, while I wander
sigh to touch the sky
to fly untethered
my soul reaches out to nature
reading tea leaves and people's faces
an empath I feel so much
which is sometimes too heavy
to escape for a moment to where it's fresh
so often the body makes me feel, clausterphobic
my being longs to be untethered
reaching the limits of my binds
pulling on the restraints
and take off
astral traveling
I return from my voyage ...
#love
#metaphor
#spiritual
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:40am
6th Feb 2025 3:40am
Incorruptible
One Year Below the Ground
Where worms convene for a banquet grim
In shadows deep where silence reigns
The rot of sin, a forgotten hymn
Yet my form remains untouched by chains
Two Years in the Casket
Not a blemish mars my sanctified skin
A harvest of incorruptible grace displayed
While maggots feast on mortal sin
I slumber in the void, by divine hand arrayed
Three Years Weaken the Walls
As decay corrodes the fortress of flesh
The soil’s embrace turns all to dust
Yet my spirit, unyielding in death’s thresh ...
Where worms convene for a banquet grim
In shadows deep where silence reigns
The rot of sin, a forgotten hymn
Yet my form remains untouched by chains
Two Years in the Casket
Not a blemish mars my sanctified skin
A harvest of incorruptible grace displayed
While maggots feast on mortal sin
I slumber in the void, by divine hand arrayed
Three Years Weaken the Walls
As decay corrodes the fortress of flesh
The soil’s embrace turns all to dust
Yet my spirit, unyielding in death’s thresh ...
#death
#religion
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:46am
2nd Feb 2025 6:46am
Elohim Stairs
Climb beyond flesh and bone
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
#Christian
#dark
#devil
#God
#religion
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:32am
2nd Feb 2025 6:32am
Vision 4
I'm always dirty.
But I think a little earth.
Is a good omen.
Ties me to the spirits.
Of the dirt.
All of these little nic naks.
I track around like muck.
Is just a talisman.
Where nature follows me everywhere I go.
As organic.
As my techno paleo paganism.
I count the rabbits I see.
I look for ravens.
I bless the magpies as they pass by.
I commune with the coyotes and yip at the moon.
Bark sometimes.
To scavenge a meal.
I'm a fox.
Curled up in my feet.
That the damned eagle. ...
But I think a little earth.
Is a good omen.
Ties me to the spirits.
Of the dirt.
All of these little nic naks.
I track around like muck.
Is just a talisman.
Where nature follows me everywhere I go.
As organic.
As my techno paleo paganism.
I count the rabbits I see.
I look for ravens.
I bless the magpies as they pass by.
I commune with the coyotes and yip at the moon.
Bark sometimes.
To scavenge a meal.
I'm a fox.
Curled up in my feet.
That the damned eagle. ...
#earth
#pagan
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rksingh
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 2:03am
1st Feb 2025 2:03am
MOTHER
Blind
I see her beauty
deaf
I hear her melody
ignorant
I partake of her knowledge
poor
I share her wealth
in-drawn
her vision reigns my heart
yet the darkness of dust
veils my being
I don't understand
the hidden words
though I sit
under her tree of love
she's still away from me
just one pace
if I could take
I enter
the pavilion of eternity
R K Singh
I see her beauty
deaf
I hear her melody
ignorant
I partake of her knowledge
poor
I share her wealth
in-drawn
her vision reigns my heart
yet the darkness of dust
veils my being
I don't understand
the hidden words
though I sit
under her tree of love
she's still away from me
just one pace
if I could take
I enter
the pavilion of eternity
R K Singh
#LookingForLove
#mother
#spiritual
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Hashman
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:27am
1st Feb 2025 1:27am
God...
Everything is a miracle
you,me,us,them
the world
the sky
the ocean
mountains,valleys,hills and rivers
dogs,cats,mices and ants
"Lions and tigers and bears...oh my!"
children,babies,women and man
moms and dads...
dirt,sand,rocks
flowers,trees,grass and weed
music,sound...air and the stars and the wind
touch-smell-ears -eyes
your heart
your soul
stardust
rain,snow,the sun and the moon
take a second,a minute,an hour
take all the time you...
you,me,us,them
the world
the sky
the ocean
mountains,valleys,hills and rivers
dogs,cats,mices and ants
"Lions and tigers and bears...oh my!"
children,babies,women and man
moms and dads...
dirt,sand,rocks
flowers,trees,grass and weed
music,sound...air and the stars and the wind
touch-smell-ears -eyes
your heart
your soul
stardust
rain,snow,the sun and the moon
take a second,a minute,an hour
take all the time you...
#courage
#inspirational
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
70 reads
6 Comments
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 4:30am
31st Jan 2025 4:30am
Vision 3.
I remember.
When God told me.
'Is this the best you can do? Life in a room?'
And from my heart I said.
In here.
I can forget I exist.
Exist.
Only as a stray thought.
It's not my prison.
It's the twenty feet I can control.
When everything is so.
Fragile.
When God told me.
'Is this the best you can do? Life in a room?'
And from my heart I said.
In here.
I can forget I exist.
Exist.
Only as a stray thought.
It's not my prison.
It's the twenty feet I can control.
When everything is so.
Fragile.
#God
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