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IS THIS NOT HOW THINE’S CHOIR WILL SING
WHEN THEY ASCEND FROM THE HEAVENS?!
WHEN THINE BLEEDING EYES ROT
AT THE SIGHT OF SUCH HOLY LIGHT
Nagging, aching, and unrelenting, ever unmet these needs
A seperate being lives inside me, on my soul it feeds
The third and last poem in my final project assigned under the ELA 12 poetry unit.
Dated 10/22/2019
Tested and tried and discouraged, I dried my cheeks with my head hanging low.
I manifested a truth, blessed with courage, i died in defeat, then my corpse began to grow.
it’s 3 am and i’m laying in my own bed for the first time in months. the candle beside me flickers unevenly and the hum from the ceiling fan above is deafening if i pay too much attention.
thumbprints left on my inner thighs,
he opened me like his favorite passage.
watch the plot unfold
and skip right through to the climax.
When the dreamer’s dream, where do they go?
It’s not that field of yellow flowers.
There are no happy endings in this story.
To dream is to lie.
To lie is to sin.
Trembling, timid, twisted
Rebellious, reckless, ruined
Ebbing, erring, ensnared
Amuck, anxious, afraid
Sporadic, stressed, sinful
Ugly, unsure, umbrageous
Restless, ruthless, recalcitrant
There once was a peaceful creature hidden away in a sweet cedar forest. The forest was ancient with beautiful features, but never a stranger or tourist
Sometimes it helps to pause a sec
To bow my head and genuflect
To slow my breath and just reflect
On the sins of mortal men
Sometimes I laugh until I cry
We’re doomed to cry until we die
wanting, a simpler form of greed.
greed is seen as a sin,
but for you, my dear, id count every sin and smile at them.
I broke one of God's Commandments when I stole an extension cord.I was struck by a bolt of lightning because I angered The Lord.God is cracking down on those who break his Ten Commandments.
Pay attention to the sunlight,
the sunlight is the most warm, visible radiation of all.
Down, down into the darkness it goes- the hot, the tender, the close.
Everything I write has to be even and perfect
I seek priests in the churches
To re-read me their sermon
Write my story on a constant i need reasons to word it
I need peace and a purpose
We call ourselves Christians
In truth, it's just another instance where we fight to not get left behind
We actually don't care
We sometimes go there as a routine we have to take care
Say what you want about me,
I don't give a fuck.
I've tried to be rational,
Now I've given up.
Words can only go so far,
Then you need action!
I've been a good girl for too long
Can a man forget his sins
Or shall they plague him all his life?
Will he fight their mem'ry forever
In a secret war of strife?
Our holy God, our father, most merciful,This day is closing, not a perfect end…Here I approach your throne and do pretendI am not a bad person, not sinful.My hands, Lord Jesus, I present: they are full
Dear Old Me,
Hello back there.
It's me, your future self.
Go sit down,
Prepare to frown
But know it won't last long.
I know you are
So innocent,
Though you may be rotten.
FRUIT
He said nothey said yesIt hung they're so perfect He said no, they said yesone little bitedeath
Empty Pages
Writer’s block is
like thinking you’ve met a man
you could give your all to
at the stage of his life when his ego is inflated like the dollar
The walk to my curch is somewhat lengthy,
but I need the salvation tonight.
Six o'clock is fast approaching,
urging me to pick up my pace.
The fellowship dinner winds up taking 45 minutes
Forgive me,
For I have been
Born a sin,
A paradox of life and hate,
A believer of fate,
A tragedy that lies awake
And charges forward without hesitate.
A Whisper in the wind,
Once upon a time
When the world was fresh and new
When man could touch the sky
To tip their hand in the blue
Without burning from the sun
Where a castle shined from all lands
Once there was a river of red
It sprinted on forever
If only you could keep it fed
It was fed by those not so clever
With spirits that were weak
And who made the right choice, never
I didn't think my heart could break anymore over you,
But here I am wondering what to do
Because every thought of you
Rips another piece away
And every time I try to pray
I have no idea what to say.
When you're tempted to commit a sin, remember God's son.When you're tempted, ask yourself what Jesus would've done.Jesus Christ has never sinned, he was a perfect human being.
Mi peca, Oh Lord
It's dragging me down
Filling me with pride
Drowning me in sorrow
Mi peca, Oh Lord
It's tearing me apart
Filling me with dread
Drowning me with tears
Falling
Down, down
Reaching
Up, up
Trying to grasp onto a lifeline
To save me from the shadows lurking behind
Following me everywhere I go
Hiding in the depths of my mind
My eyes are hungry
Desire is just one thing
Ona list that is endless
A misfit maybe that's it
A virus taunting me to slit
My own throat in order to quit
Quitter hoping for admiration
Where roses meet asphaltWither. Rot. Mold. Asphyxiate.Here lie collapsed towersHeat. Lost. Combustion. Timber.Angels fallen trumpet loudAshes. Feathers. Triumph. Lore.Time runs ever odd
I love
The sin
I like
The sin
I'm live
The sin
What was sin?
All for adjust
With sin
With god
With good
Listen fool, you write and weep.
Go out and see, the truth that the world hides from me.
Why do you enslave yourself in your own emotion?
Like a man lost out in the ocean, drowning himself
With faith and devotion.
Happiness is temporary
Have you ever realized that before?
Happiness is mocking you; staring
Just beyond your life's back door
Happiness then exits for a while
The King of Shadows
Was broken in battle
When a man stepped up
and got nailed to a cross
but He was not lost
no, even Death He fought
not for Himself but for us
even our soul had been marked
The Love that fought the Dragon.
Was so strong, so bold, so free,
The Dragon couldn't win this one,
So he was forced to leave.
The love that fought the Dragon.
was so strong, so bold, so free,
So often in life we wonder how can good people make such atrocious blunders, like the number of pastors who cover up that they've been under the covers wit women who they aren't under marriage vows with, or the mothers who appear to be t
And she used to be the sweetest girl
…Ambrolletta !!
Is what I called her
The lightest feather no man could ever catch her
Made you torture when she left
And if she stayed it'd be like death
Here they stand in equal measure, side
by side upon a long podium, each
looking out upon each other and visualizing
a lesser crowd and higher standing for
themselves. Do they not see the ground
We die because Adam and Eve sinned.That is why our lives come to an end.Sin is what makes people grow old and frail.Sadly, we die because Adam and Eve failed.
You're moving in with your girlfriend and many people have congratulated you.You've asked me to do the same but that is something I can't and won't do.
I walk a path both dark and dreary
As I ponder long, worn and weary:
Who am I?
Love I’ve found and lost again
I have three ropes
Holding me down
About to go in
A lake & drown
At the end of these ropes
Are three red bricks
If I were to cut a rope
Once Upon a time…
Oh no, this isn’t a fairy tale!
It’s the true life we live day in, day out
We are created pure and clean
With a knot bound by hard, warm hands and mighty rope.
It isn’t mythology
I am no winner
I am a sinner
I'm as good as dead
But a man saved me
And that is why I bow my head
I am a narcissist
Even though I don't want to be
I am free
Yet trapped completely
There are no physical boundaries closing me in
But I am surrounded by unmoving walls that I have built with sin
The smooth stones keep piling up
Chocolate chastises my every thought,
addiction from something easily bought,
dagerous yet sweet, I am caught.
What waits within the wrapper will always win,
we all have our demons, and chocolate is my sin,
If pride is a sin.
And a sin is pride.
Then why is it?
That people often don’t have a reason…
To take pride in pride.
To take sin in sin.
And to combine the two?
Together they make.
A wicked approach;
Vetoed
By a holy vote.
Sin drivin,
U turns,
Now forgiven.
Repent,
A child came, a child went,
A joy in heaven;
but for now,
We lament.
I used to be a fan of bliss
Used to be a daily habit smoking on that cannibus
I used to be a fan of it
I blew it so heavly I used to just fan the piff
Mary Jane and I used to fly, I was her man to kiss
You grab the purse off the rack
like it'll save you from God.
You take the drugs at the party
since He can't really see.
You kill your feet in new heels
because your "man" said they're sexy.
Singing Bells
Heaven or Hell
To live or die
To sin or to lie
To forgive or to be forgiven
How are some people afraid of liven
A heart beats
The new air it greets
My heart pumps
We all have dreams, though most seem to never prosper
We all are sinners, nothing can save this gospel
The pigs we gobble, the devil we follow, the poisons we swallow, all lead to evil bethrothals
Wickedness comes, it comes in the forms of Drug's, Greed, Envy, Lust, Glutonany, Pride, Gloth, Rath, Lie and Steal. So many fall under the wicked spell and lose sight of everything they have right in front of them without even realizing it.
The curtains fall, their breaths' are hushed
She enters the stage, cheeks a'flushed
She's captured the moment, they are rapt attent
On the edge of their seats, even Lord Gent
1. As the sun peaked through the shutter like an unwanted mister
The trees sang their song in a wonderful whisper.
Sometimes I care so much it hurts
So I hide behind indifference for anesthesia
I'm running from my inner demons
It’s easier to use my sins as temporary amnesia
I wear my Scarlett letter like a mask
Still:
He sat.
Blank:
His mind.
Once a mental sanctuary,
now a dull, parched Garden of Eden
Imaginations free-flowing organ plugged
Sin is produced from the heart,
and it pulls God and I apart,
Yet we still ask God to listen to our heart.
We seem to only go to God in the midst of trouble,
Those moments when our sin points seem to double,
The time has come, wanting to make love to her spirit by first squeezing and sucking her lips to quench her thirst, he felt as though he had won the greatest gift of all.
Fingertips slide across my lips,
And joy floods to my soul.
Blood rushes to my skin,
I blush away,
I feel the sin.
Why on earth am I this way?
Yearning and burning
We all have it.That secret sin.You do it.But you don't want anyone to know. You may know it's badYou may notbut either way
Forgive me Father,
For I have sinned:
I gave into
Temptation (Love)
He was always high on
Heroin
While I was addicted to my sadness
Her heart is slowly dying.
Her scars grow deeper and deeper.
As she is no longer trying.
Only watching the calamity beat her.
The fire surrounds her soul.
She can no longer breathe, just take it in.
We wake up everyday
Some in joy, Some in pain
We've all experienced the hurt
But still we have the nerve
To avert our eyes at every homeless man we see
To witness a crime
And say we dont have time..
Primitive light envelopes the birch logs in heliotrope.
Autumn leaves adopt an auburn glint.
Crouched moon in the southern sky.
This is the place astronomers call
Shattering dawn -
My mind is exhausted, but I choose not to sleep.
I just keep repeating words in my head, knowing
I'm indebted to a man with nail-pierced hands
And my time-span is spread-thin
A mind can do so much,
Think , do, and feel every touch.
We know how much good it can do,
But oh how much bad it can put us through.
Leads our hearts astray in sin,
Tells us we need things that we don't,
So many competitors, not enough prizes
I hope to seek a win in some of my suprises
My ambition to win is higher than most
Although I've been passed by as if I'm a ghost
As his fingers traced my skin a chill moved over me
Unlike a feeling I had ever felt before
My chest burnt
My lungs ached
My heart skipped
He had bewitched me
He had seduced me
No matter who you are, it's an ugly color on you.
No matter what you do to get away from it, it's there.
No matter what your history is, you've done it.
No matter what you do, you can't get away from it.
What could I change?
In this world- varieties range.
I would change sin.
In the end it doesn't matter-Jesus will win.
But, He wouldn't have to come again
If people did't sin with a grin.
An act I can't evade
Run my finger across the blade
Slowly walk over to my prey
Close my eyes and pray
Choke the handle, begin to attack
Crack
I've always thought that dreams were unattainable,
Something you wished for, it's kind of unexplainable.
I've always wanted to travel the world,
Preaching the gospel, and telling all the boys and girls,
They Offer No Absolution
If we’re born sick
But we love it,
Will we ever change?
If we wanted to confess our sins
Without fear
Of them sharpening knives
To cause pain
Mikki and Church
It might’ve been her
Or the life I lived,
But the results were all the same.
When I moved to this city
It wasn’t just another move,
It was the start to a dream
You say you love me when you're on your way, not there yet, but you're coming.Release your poison on my spread then tell me that I'm stunning.The humidity overwhelms any chance of fresh air.
In the night, she woke in various states of detachment.
Real was not real; what is real? Reality?
Such a permanent thing, to be thought of as only living
In the day, but why?
Sword bearer
truth wearer
covered in blood like Hanibal but I'm not a cannibal
I'm plannin to animal beats on all the flammable channels
Cant drop me with choppers or pop me with glockers
Sin
Cloggin my veins
Causing pain in ways I don't feign
to understand
understand me
I know its there
emotional connections lead to sin infections
My poems are like life stories now they tell what's really going down. Emotions, bundled up in a jar wishing I could throw them somewhere far. So much on my mind i don't know where to start.
Above me I see an open sky,
Blue as can be.
No restrictions, unlimited beauty.
Nothing can compare.
To my left I see black.
I see fear, I see death.
I see the darkness,
What if I told you that you were my fatal attraction Faithfully and ever so patiently awaiting for the sensations of your vibration against my skin Upon your arrival I’ve prepared to sin
Are we stuck in a lie
Between one love and much hate?
Suppose we give rules a change, maybe then they'll be straight.
Over time we will grow to hate the rules we have changed, but
I try so hard,
even when I feel I have made some progress
It is for naught.
My line is corrupt.
Along the dirt path
Her feet dragged in sorrow,
Her white dress covered in self-loathing,
Her eyes filled with regretful tears and
Her lips blistered with slander.
Starlight trickles down the latticework
As haughty hearse tires grind past astral asphalt
As though recklessly inclined
To ferry death’s last claimed
Across timeworn cosmic avenues
Across God made time
Fear overwhelms the soul.
Chains imprison the mind.
What is the end of the line?
Detour comforts the train.
The risk holds hostage love.
Maniac masks on a good heart.
Crumbling to dust,
To nothing at all,
Breaking in pieces,
A desperate fall.
A yell for help,
Begging no more,
A battle waged,
On a broken heart's shore.
Salty tears,
Theology twisted, robbing the poor
Sick religions have the saints misunderstood
U.S. economy in it for self
Rich stiff necked scholars still seeking knowledge
But graduated from a top Ivy League college
A young man with many dreams,
But lacking the courage to pursue.
It's all so hopeless, it seems.
Whatever should he do?
The world laughs and mocks him,
Calls him revolting names.
My heart is as bare as my skin.
I feel like a canvas waiting for the paint brush.
Waiting for the strokes to fill me in.
Hoping to fall into a narcotic mind flush.
So many struggle to find reason for their lives
So many struggle to go on
So many struggle
Yet so many miss on the simplest joys in life
So many regret their past sins
So many live in their failures
A Three Letter Word No one likes to talk about it yet every human being goes through it.A three letter word that sucks all your hope, making you bitter & controlled.Some begin striving for the pot of gold which slowly fades to copper while t
As life goes on, we dwindle away,
From fighting and lying, everyday.
We place ourselves to lose the race,
By putting ourselves in a never-ending chase:
To be the best
To be number one
When the sky looks haunted and the night reeks of death
Where can one turn?
Sleepless nights and restless days of doing nothing
But feeding my endless craves
Never satiated
Your faults don’t mean anything
What matters is in your eyes
What feels good now
Is bad in the book of lies
That memory can’t always be taken back.
You take more than just rings
All the pearls and shiny things
It will never end
It will never ever end
You meet your victim at a bar
People have intentions that are not always bright.
They make bad decisions that never turn out right.
People do not share what they truly feel within,
But deep inside their mind awaits their evil sin.
Shadows dancing on the walls
will they tremble will they fall
blood runs cold in your veins
beauty eternal will be your name
flash of knife sting of pain
the heart's beat slower
my smile grows warmer
I have tasted the sweetness of a fruit that no one has had the courage to expel. It is the fruit that with such flavor brought down the world and created the hell that burns us with its tongue of desire. Oh, to have a bite is a simple delight.
Do you think the politics matter?
Do you think that whoever takes the big chair will determine if your family is fed tomorrow?
There is a battle inside me
Between my (guilty) conscience
And my nature
Between logic and feeling
Between head and heart
Between Scripture and hormones
Between Leviticus and love…
Pitter, Patter
Scitter, Scatter
Mice on the floor
Bump, Thump
Rock, Knock
Who’s at the door?
Scratching
Screaming
I bet she’s bleeding
Cleaning is such a chore
Wailing
