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Alan-S-Jeeves
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 1:13pm
3rd Jul 2020 1:13pm
The Devil Comes Calling
Satan visits often,
He arrives at dead of night;
He counsels me
Where I should be,
He exhorts with all his might.
Satan visits often,
I find him in the dark;
Tine figured head,
Eyes fiery red,
A prong to make his mark.
Satan visits often,
Ghostly in his cloak;
My troth to break,
My soul to take,
My very faith to choke.
Satan visits often,
Expounding where I'm wrong;
He effects his say
Till break of day,
He attests where I belong.
Satan visits often,
Bearing bread...
He arrives at dead of night;
He counsels me
Where I should be,
He exhorts with all his might.
Satan visits often,
I find him in the dark;
Tine figured head,
Eyes fiery red,
A prong to make his mark.
Satan visits often,
Ghostly in his cloak;
My troth to break,
My soul to take,
My very faith to choke.
Satan visits often,
Expounding where I'm wrong;
He effects his say
Till break of day,
He attests where I belong.
Satan visits often,
Bearing bread...
#ghosts
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 7:57pm
4th Jul 2020 7:57pm
Reserata Carcerem XXXIV
Erstwhile, travelled a monk to heav'n -
that Holy Grail.
Borne on trance's wings - pride cloven.
Got he at 't gate:
And the angels all were silent.
Where pale Cynthia shed her order,
for its great wall
pukes rare radiance, beams and Jasper -
and the gate's tall:
And the angels all were silent.
Then his fingers, this marred monk wrapped
into knuckles
on the gate - cacophony clasped ;
his grit trembled:
And the angels all were silent.
Saw he wings in gay - sumptuous spree.
Its floor of gold. ...
that Holy Grail.
Borne on trance's wings - pride cloven.
Got he at 't gate:
And the angels all were silent.
Where pale Cynthia shed her order,
for its great wall
pukes rare radiance, beams and Jasper -
and the gate's tall:
And the angels all were silent.
Then his fingers, this marred monk wrapped
into knuckles
on the gate - cacophony clasped ;
his grit trembled:
And the angels all were silent.
Saw he wings in gay - sumptuous spree.
Its floor of gold. ...
#redemption
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RubyRose13
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 3:53pm
5th Jul 2020 3:53pm
False Imprisonment
Lawlessness of being unmotivated
Lawlessness of being uninspired
Lawlessness of never trying
Sometimes I die trying, meaning I’m not trying
Stagnation is my destination, I mean my desire
Passivity creeps among the branches of my creator
From my lack of desire, I feel like I’m retired
Unmotivated babe in faith, deserving to be fired
Lack of fire, negative zero, ignorance is my hero
Incompetent from a pit of inadequate lawlessness
Yet my creator still holds the sign saying now or later
Irrevocable option contract with no...
Lawlessness of being uninspired
Lawlessness of never trying
Sometimes I die trying, meaning I’m not trying
Stagnation is my destination, I mean my desire
Passivity creeps among the branches of my creator
From my lack of desire, I feel like I’m retired
Unmotivated babe in faith, deserving to be fired
Lack of fire, negative zero, ignorance is my hero
Incompetent from a pit of inadequate lawlessness
Yet my creator still holds the sign saying now or later
Irrevocable option contract with no...
#motivational
#Christian
#faith
#MovingOn
#determination
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davidchirko
David Chirko
David Chirko
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 3:17am
30th Jun 2020 3:17am
Silence Breeds No Mania
From the outer silence there shines within
The Spirit, that espouses our innermost Being.
Through the embodiment of its translucence,
Flow the motions of transcendence.
In the tranquility of soundlessness
Pour the Way-showers of His cascading love,
Eternally replenishing our barren parts;
As serenity rules the patience of waiting hearts.
For silence is never heard;
But the Spirit, realized by those only
Sincerely immersed, in the thought of His presence,
As the Grace in His arms unfold His immanence.
But in every...
The Spirit, that espouses our innermost Being.
Through the embodiment of its translucence,
Flow the motions of transcendence.
In the tranquility of soundlessness
Pour the Way-showers of His cascading love,
Eternally replenishing our barren parts;
As serenity rules the patience of waiting hearts.
For silence is never heard;
But the Spirit, realized by those only
Sincerely immersed, in the thought of His presence,
As the Grace in His arms unfold His immanence.
But in every...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#curse
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 9:56pm
5th Jul 2020 9:56pm
Antidote
The battle rages inside me
A tug of war
Back and forth for my soul
The righteous path is clearly
Laid out before me
Yet is deceptively
Hard to follow
A life saving antidote
Impossible to swallow
Lord, even though I may stray
Help me keep my eyes on the path
And in my heart please stay
A tug of war
Back and forth for my soul
The righteous path is clearly
Laid out before me
Yet is deceptively
Hard to follow
A life saving antidote
Impossible to swallow
Lord, even though I may stray
Help me keep my eyes on the path
And in my heart please stay
#religion
#God
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
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Shadow_Dancer
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 1:01am
5th Apr 2018 1:01am
Humbled...
Cradling fresh fragrant yumminess an eerie stillness prickled my thought
Alone in the predawn I quickly took stock of the strange unfamiliar calmness
Settling back the unease of ease gave me pause
A soothing smoothness jolted an awareness of keen thought
My hands my hips my very being had gentled even with the zip zap zinging of all things named pain
Soft whispered sighs filter sameness of wonder in thought
A peacefulness quieted the norm of racing chaotic thoughts lulling us into a state of reverence
...
Alone in the predawn I quickly took stock of the strange unfamiliar calmness
Settling back the unease of ease gave me pause
A soothing smoothness jolted an awareness of keen thought
My hands my hips my very being had gentled even with the zip zap zinging of all things named pain
Soft whispered sighs filter sameness of wonder in thought
A peacefulness quieted the norm of racing chaotic thoughts lulling us into a state of reverence
...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment #gratitude
#LifeChangingMoment #gratitude
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mbjpancras
Poem Published
18th Jun 2020 00:04am
18th Jun 2020 00:04am
The Hunter Of Heaven
Ruby and gold teach me rainbow pleasures,
Sapphire and Emerald glittering catch my Keatsian eyes,
And the rainbow colours are my treasures,
Diamonds on the summit of the world hold my Grecian heart:
“How bright and brilliant is the rainbow!
Is it for me? Let me dissolve in it.”
The arrow of the bow aims at my trough,
I ought to be the Hunter’s possession.
The nightingale strokes me with lullaby,
The note of the cuckoo fills my sweet soul,
The woodpecker’s sound gives me a great sigh:
“Let my soul be fondled by the flaps of their wings, ...
Sapphire and Emerald glittering catch my Keatsian eyes,
And the rainbow colours are my treasures,
Diamonds on the summit of the world hold my Grecian heart:
“How bright and brilliant is the rainbow!
Is it for me? Let me dissolve in it.”
The arrow of the bow aims at my trough,
I ought to be the Hunter’s possession.
The nightingale strokes me with lullaby,
The note of the cuckoo fills my sweet soul,
The woodpecker’s sound gives me a great sigh:
“Let my soul be fondled by the flaps of their wings, ...
#God
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veganpoet
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 9:14pm
4th Jul 2020 9:14pm
thatched roof hut and berry blooms destined to become fruit for our lips
swollen sepia
skyburn
summer rain
sparkles in your eyes
as the dust
changes to mud
footprints begin
to gather like fossils
unearthed
to dance
one last time
in the arena
of summer's wistful
wanderings
skyburn
summer rain
sparkles in your eyes
as the dust
changes to mud
footprints begin
to gather like fossils
unearthed
to dance
one last time
in the arena
of summer's wistful
wanderings
#LifeStruggles
#rain
#nature #LifeCycle
#nature #LifeCycle
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atkfrostyatk
Poem Published
5th Jul 2020 2:20pm
5th Jul 2020 2:20pm
the kingdom
Maybe because its Sunday that i feel so satisfied,
Maybe because i'm worried and honestly I'm terrified
Maybe its the lack of sun or maybe its the rain,
Maybe its because i have the wisdom to appreciate the pain
Maybe I've gone crazy and fell out of my tree
Maybe I fell asleep or i'm not really me
Now it's still a dream and life's not really real
And since I lost my nerve I can't tell you how I feel
Now I know some science contradicts the truth I've heard
But I've looked so hard for answers and found them in the word
One day I...
Maybe because i'm worried and honestly I'm terrified
Maybe its the lack of sun or maybe its the rain,
Maybe its because i have the wisdom to appreciate the pain
Maybe I've gone crazy and fell out of my tree
Maybe I fell asleep or i'm not really me
Now it's still a dream and life's not really real
And since I lost my nerve I can't tell you how I feel
Now I know some science contradicts the truth I've heard
But I've looked so hard for answers and found them in the word
One day I...
#religion
#Christian
#spiritual
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DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 8:55am
4th Jul 2020 8:55am
Random Locations Lead to You
Copper,
Weighed against the coin.
In hopes to balance out.
Silver forked tongue,
Of the coppermouth.
Scales,
Against the weight.
As time itself sits by.
Wait to see,
Folded as if blind.
Blindfolded,
Cut down at the legs.
Forced to bow.
If there shall be divinty,
Then in mine now.
To strip the vein,
Down into it's core.
Bleeding naked,
Still relentless,
Off to soar.
Sore.
Muscles in pain.
Touch to soothe,
Loose hand of runes,
Tumbles your name.
...
Weighed against the coin.
In hopes to balance out.
Silver forked tongue,
Of the coppermouth.
Scales,
Against the weight.
As time itself sits by.
Wait to see,
Folded as if blind.
Blindfolded,
Cut down at the legs.
Forced to bow.
If there shall be divinty,
Then in mine now.
To strip the vein,
Down into it's core.
Bleeding naked,
Still relentless,
Off to soar.
Sore.
Muscles in pain.
Touch to soothe,
Loose hand of runes,
Tumbles your name.
...
#moon
#night
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Blipblip
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 11:14pm
4th Jul 2020 11:14pm
Desert Sun
Wilting under the melting sun
Leaves dropping one by one
The rain has come and gone
Dunes sweep across the wilted throng
Leaves dropping one by one
The rain has come and gone
Dunes sweep across the wilted throng
#nature
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
28th Dec 2018 9:50am
28th Dec 2018 9:50am
charting
her soles
curl
inward
and the earth
crumbles
beneath
worries
cracks
fill
with
dirt that
began
as a mountain
ranging
across
the geography
of wrinkling
time
the trouble
is pin-pointed
in the furrow
she
dug and ...
curl
inward
and the earth
crumbles
beneath
worries
cracks
fill
with
dirt that
began
as a mountain
ranging
across
the geography
of wrinkling
time
the trouble
is pin-pointed
in the furrow
she
dug and ...
#LifeStruggles
#earth
#learning
#MovingOn
#meditation
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6 Comments
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