Before the beginning of time when Chaos ruled Hell and Night
Into the depths of this Cosmos, a Paradise, perfectly placed.
Above this darkness, a heaven drawn forth in a burst of light
Before the beginning of time
From the Garden of Eden, henceforth, Adam and Eve were disgraced
Lo! A fallen angel changed himself to a serpent in Eve’s sight
Banished, they fled before God to a wilderness, forever displaced.
Forbidden fruit had shown them the difference of wrong from right.
In Pandemonia, Demons conspired, sin and death be interlaced.
God sacrificed his Son to save them - from Hell's eternal plight.
Before the beginning of time
For Suzette Crous
Copyright © Suzanne Delaney | Year Posted 2013
I do not know?
Some love too little, some love too long,
some they answer the riddle but fail to move on
some laugh and others cry
when truest feelings have been denied
Some do the act with a show of tears,
surrendering everything showing their fears
And some without a sigh;
they just let their pride die
For some men kill the things they love,
power given from up above
Yet each man does deny.
power from heaven they devise
Some kill love when in their youth,
some kill with abuse
And some when they grow old;
in the end the scam unfolds
Some smother with the hand of greed,
turning away from the hand of need
Because of lust for gold;
the way of love had turned old
The evil use their tongue because,
of vengence to discover
It takes love where it’s cold
and evil thought it mutters
But men who kill the girl they love,
and claim a passion from heaven above
have a story to be heard;
lets not listen to one word
Some do it with a callous look
with a wisdom from the good book
Some with a bitter word;
and with some with passion never heard,
The tyrant does it with his fist,
and serial killer with his list
The weak man with a sword.
a genious that was bored
(A collaboration by Elizabeth Wesley and John H Loving III)
Copyright © John Loving III | Year Posted 2011
I’m an alien in my own world
I think only I can see from above
I see the entire Earth
I see people, but no love
I try to tell them
They’re the aliens in this world…
This world was built to be loved
And yet all they do is hurt…
Look around…the world is round!
It is spinning for us!
Because there’s not many humans to be seen…
I know I’m not alone though
Humanity will never die…
That’s something that I know!
You created districts…
You ripped humanity into pieces
Now we’re fighting like we’re beasts
I mean…I’m from the Middle East…trust me I’ve seen…
I’ve seen the value of one’s life
Destroy a home for a dime
Destroy humanity and it doesn’t count as a crime…
and yet…I’m out of mind?
Copyright © Zeki Madjid | Year Posted 2013
I'm not the greatest of all-times, but when I'm done,
I'll be an all time great in this lifetime of mine
Like the late great who came before my time
I will breed a new lifeline, that will breathe life like march of dimes
My story lines, will bring truth life; like troops who fight
Overseas, for rights of those who believe that death is life
Now that ain't right!
As the rich is getting richer, eating fillet me-non, while we barely feeding our appetite
Night after night
Survival has waged a war that gave us no choice but to battle and fight
Although, we'll be all right
They say we a dying breed, but that ain't right
Instead we're the light to a lying greed
That will enlighten life to a brand new seed
A man of God indeed
Freed from the Son that bleeds
Like the summer breeze
He's the sum that equals the amount of air I breathe
The air that please
A satisfaction like the birds and the bees
My word's words are the keys
That will fornicate with the mind and give birth to a seed
A seed of social change, that'll change our social economy
So shall our comradery
That will bring comfort to a struggling society
A synonym...similar to a civilization seeking for unity
Unifying the physics of theory
That seeks to explain the synopsis of a dying philosophy
Similar to the Cosby
X-cept my scrip-tic will speak more about our reality
Like life's calamity
And everything else in life that's destroying us systematically
However, I've discovered a system
That can mathematically destroy ignorancy
And turn our state of mind intellectually
I elect that He (God) selects me to be
And be that man who may lead this community
So that they (My Peoples) may commute with me
En-route to a destination, destine towards our destiny
Like we were destine to be
We were meant to be "Great" like the late great that came before we.
Because we are...
The reflection where perfection gave birth to the definition of greatness
Where great means Competent, Skilled, Well Informed, and Tremendous
Our potentials are endless
And only we not even the enemy can put an end to this
So it's time we put a stop to this
The biggest enemy of self
And that's envy and jelousness
Cause after this is Heaven or Hell and that's all there is
A promised made sealed with a kiss
Is the next best thing since "In the beginning"
In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!
Copyright © Ajalon Michael Zarate | Year Posted 2013
An angel formed from
lake of purity,a gift to
darkest parts of hearts.
A chaste damsel,
untouched rose from the
garden of the elves.
Sent to earth,made an
abode in a gentleman's
cherished and loved.
As time travelled,another
fella whom she trusted
lured her to un-saintly act
Her pride laid on altar of
dishonor and infidelity.
Her life she almost
snuffed,she feared the
love of her true love
would be lost. Alas! bond
of love is indivisible.
Shattered,with a broken
spirit she tries to mend
the pieces....on the
shoulder of her lover she
leans,hoping to soothe
her bruised heart.
A true story,a close
pretty lady friend of mine
was raped by her family
called her and told her
his mum was very sick.
She called me and
confided in me .
Don't know whether to
encourage her to call the
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
It’s the story of an angel with sparkling white feathered wings,
Whose halo shines bright & voice is enchanting when she sings.
Her eyes had a glint that makes you fall in love,
She brought with her all the peace that was above.
In her mind, earth was a place full of joy & happiness
Until a day that erased all her glee, all her gladness.
She used to think that all people are beatific & pure
Then she discovered most of them were cruel and insecure.
[She became a]
Her wings have turned to flames of hell
In her mind nothing goes well
When you see her you can tell
She’s a fire angel, a fire angel
Anything she does turns from good to bad
She used to laugh now she’s always sad
Fire angel, fire angel yeah fire angel
Red eyes, black hair, always in the shadow
Instead of feeling high she’s always being low
Don’t get too close to her she could burn you
She’s a volcano who erupted & destroyed everything too
What could change her back now?
If you know please tell us how
To keep her from being rude
Wickedness has filled her heart
And now she’s falling apart
Please change her bad mood
After she lost each & every bit of hope she had
And when nothing could convince her this world isn’t bad,
She found a bright light in the dark; she found her soul mate
And ended up forgetting all spite, anger and hate.
[She’s no more a]
Now her heart beats sound like music
Now she’s ambitious, strong and epic
Extinct fire she’s angelic
[Again…cause she’s no more]
The fire angel
Whose wings have turned to flames of hell
The fire angel
In whose mind nothing goes well
Fire angel,fire angel
Now her heart beats sound like music
Now she’s ambitious, strong and epic
Copyright © dreamersis poems | Year Posted 2013
When night face appears:
Hades erupts with the
hammer of death,stiring
Lemures dashing forth
and back preying on
odor pervading the
Resistance is like chasing
Shackles of bondage
looming,even the blue-
blooded under chains
harmonize with howls of
creatures of doom.
Splattered blood spread
like cancer: a norm of the
Mountains of carcasses
caressing the sky.
The world becomes
scene of blood bath,
screams perforating the
Long ago,a human
phoenix lived and died-lo
(Carpe diem)! He offers
hands of goodwill with
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
When wind’s silence
heralds boundless oblivion
and the trembles of cracked earth
raise the dust of tears
dried by the boundless footfalls
of sallow flesh
When a thread of gold
brings unearthly thought
and the misconception
of suns fallen
drives foolish men to their knees
in unending tremors
An army of one
frees the air from his fingertips
and stays not his opal blade
as it bites the rotted gray necks
of kings released from their wrongful bliss
by his trembling palms
An army of one
unconstrained by nature’s volume
freed by the sin of his naivety
yet, bound by earth’s oldest secret
as the scarlet sun weeps
its bloodied tears
An army of one
his cloak worn through
by the acid blood of his deception
and his bones stilled;
the branches of a dying oak
which no longer caress the wind
Copyright © Avery Swarthout | Year Posted 2015
Son of the Morning—
Symbol of false perfection.
Lucifer is thus . . .
A tempter and deceiver . . .
Praise only Almighty God!
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
(June 5, 2015) (Tanka)
Copyright © Gary Bateman | Year Posted 2015
written 28th sept 2007
It's time to turn this around
the answers I have finally found
The minute I looked into your eyes
I immediately remembered, how to be alive
If I didnt go through, all those years of pain
my life wouldn't be the same
Your birth, nothing less than magical, complete power of God's love....
For you shone through complete demonic darkness
ever since, I have been more than blessed
you re-opened my heart
So I could again, play the part
I've been given a second chance
This time round, I wont forget to dance
to love, open and freely
Its finally great to again be me
I've turned my frown upside down
And it's from God's gift, when pure innocence was born
my sixth child, a blessed tiny little girl
Copyright © Denise Hopkins | Year Posted 2013
With my Angels exorcised-
I Exercise my Devils
Daren't you guess what this implies?
In Evil doth I revel!
Shout and swear; curse and cuss
In the Bowels of Tartarus!
Sweet Lucifer! I do concur-
Heaven- it's just not for us!
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
Guardian of the galaxy
Dominions and Principalities
Light and darkness
Stars shine bright
In the Heavens as light
Came from a glory that can't be comprehended in this reality
The stars that's spangled striped over me from every angle
Planets and black holes
Millions of planets in the Cosmos
We have flesh but God spirit
In GOD image
An descriptive predictive in GOD vision
See GOD is Infinite
Free will given
His son became against him
Lead an rebellion of brother an sisters against their father
Pain in GOD eyes from his Sons and Daughters
Brothers and Sisters fighting against their Sisters and Brothers
Against their creator The Father who is also The Mother
Of Creation of Archistructure
Lucifer in Heaven was a Conductor
Of Music to glory The Most High
One of the most beautiful Cherub Angel alive
But PRIDE AND HATR burned in him to Lie
Evil spelled backwards is LIVE
IS that a coincidence to Comprehend?
You have not seen Evil of all Evils
This darkness we WAR IS LETHAL
fully comprehend this darkness that deceives you
Found the truth I'm Heaven Sent
GOD Send got to fight till I'm in Heavens Bliss
Theories or Ideologies are just myths
To insist GOD DOSENT EXIST
But look it's a TWIST
they know that GOD is alive
Satan knows me before the War
That's why he tries to Destroy
An Deploys, toys, decoys, stored to uproar my Gore
Its more Angels on Earth
Living in this Curse
Copyright © uriel wisdom | Year Posted 2015
O ' Satan, father of all that is sinister and evil,
Of all that is foul, putrid, and base.
Ruler of the underworld
I've have had a vision!
You led the legions of the damned
In a cataclysmic war,
To regain your rightful place
Upon the throne,
A throne from whence you fell!
Calling for Holy Jihad, emanating deep down, from the bowels of Hell.
Father of lies, and deceit, you have issued a declaration of war,
A war against all seven heavens in the celestial Kingdom.
Metatron, prince of the divine face, king of angels, chancellor of heaven.
has informed the angelic hierarchy of your declaration of Madness!
Gabriel, the left hand of God, protector of paradise,
Angel of annunciation, resurrection, mercy vengeance, & revelation,
Has honed the Malakhs ( angels) into a fighting force to be reckoned with
Those tortured souls, in perdition for all eternity, await the cry to battle
The armies of chaos and lunacy do swell.
Death and decay, spew forth, deep down from the bowels of Hell.
Great and revered Lucifer,
You were once, a high, exalted angel
Your envy and jealousy are righteous.
You are Beelzebub, lord of the flies,
Instigator of wars, corrupter of leaders
You are called by many names.
Azazel, Belial, Duma, the deceiver, the dragon, the devil
The demon seed, am I. Son of all that's putrid, rotten and evil!
We will defeat Michael, Gabriel, Uriel, and Raphael
The Messiah shall rot on the cross, deep down in the bowels of Hell
Then three blast on the Shofar (Rams horn) then a profound silence,
Finally the silence was broken by the song of the Seraphim
"Kadosh, kadosh, kadosh” (Holy, Holy, Holy).
The “still small voice” issued forth: “I AM THE LORD THY GOD”
But this time the Adversary’s will is stronger,
You are the Antichrist, the battle is soon at hand.
The gates of heaven shall rattle and crumble into dust.
The Prince of Darkness will rule the day,
Love, Light, Life, God, anything holy you shall quell.
Relishing the sweet victory, deep down, in the bowels of Hell!
Apocalypse, the day of reckoning, the end of the world is at hand.
The toxic smell of death is in the air.
The Beast walks the earth,
with 666 emblazoned on his forehead
The Adversary banished from heaven for all of eternity. In the underworld does he dwell, seething with jealousy & hatred deep down in the bowels of Hell!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11034959-Storming-the-Gates-of-Heaven-by-Bar-Ponneck#sthash.4BSnWyBZ.dpuf
Copyright © barry ponneck | Year Posted 2014
A Dark Identity
Days into nights... time without time
Normalities of everyday life beckons to remain
Shadows with lights.... to find to define
I am he who goes by without a name
The world is only up to date
And I’ve decided no more to follow
Bearing time to finally relate
Yet a self I’m to find to wallow
He who walks without an identity... walks alone
And he who walks alone needs be proud
Yet walking forever without finding a home
Have I that heaven beyond the clouds?
I cannot see either far or near
I cannot be to be neither nor
I’m listening... I cannot hear
I’m at peace... I’m at war
I did not know... am I suppose to?
I know I’m alive... is that enough?
Yet, rather not to know than knew
For knowledge shall never last
A mystery if not yet to be
That one mysterious hope to be searching for
I have dreams but what did I see?
I have no one... not one I can call
A darken need shall heed not words
For the dark shall rise as light
The fade will be a promise to be heard
For shadows are without night
And I started to listen distractedly
Hearing for what my eyes cannot see
A hallucinatory moment ever constantly
As I began to believe that of what cannot be
The instant my eyes close
My mind drew as suppose
Sketching a stand alone amid a world once seen
Of ranging fires to have had believed as a dream
And there I was... a lone figure enveloped in darkness
With crossing flames alight yet from a distance as useless
Left as I was before... I am to return as I am
Reliving once more this beginning with never the end
Thus did I continue my path away from the bloodshed
Carefully as one had hoped where a darker darkness be led
No more do I wonder what transported me here
To only know for certain I am riddled of constant fear
“Fear is a fire
To temper courage and resolve
Be it desire
To quench the thirst for one’s unfounded lost”
And there it was... words barely a whisper
Where it came from... no longer matters
For the intended vigor were already cast upon
Serving me with renewed purpose for a sense to belong
Before long, beyond doubts... my callings were clear
The source from where it first began was indeed here
Almost startled, I looked around knowing I’m blinded to see
Too dark as it was, had it not been a lighted green to be
And there it was... a single light beyond the almighty dark
That one greenish light to aid one’s lonesome heart
Rather peculiar for I haven’t notice it before
And naturally I am to walk towards the green grandeur
Flickering and wavy as I drew closer to my destination
Seeing finally for what appears to be the least of expectations
Astonishingly, it was a lantern where within was the sighted fire
And simply the fiery green alone ignites ever on in dire
Levitated in midair, it stands rigid with its haunting presence
With an aura more deserving then welcoming of essence
So mesmerized I was... I wanted to behold
That of warmth for perhaps deliverance from cold
A dare if not, if only, if I must
A flame to embrace, a curiosity to engulf
And surely... I lifted my hand with only a wanting touch
Surely but unknowingly... the flame itself is to parch
Sparkles of green eludes and transcends about
As well an aria, an ancient tune goes aloud
To only see to believe, perhaps my life to perceive
Yet the question being... what did I achieve?
Smoke arises... wavering, quivering, settling...
My time... misgiving, misguiding and misleading
And there he was... rather it be
A human?... isn’t to be I see
“A dark wanderer, perhaps a lone wanderer alone
Regardless... a stranger afar returning home
Have you the teachings bequeath upon you?
From a once being of a knight who knew
For he alone stands unnerve by another
Serving a purpose to hold true forever
The resemblance I see forth leaves me incertitude
Both as mortals... though only he remains in servitude
Yet... my appointment upon you is clear
I am to you drawn as you to me when you hear
Nevertheless, far too long were you of absence
And once more I am in honor to be in your presence
It never is clear what the heavens contrive
For this unsung war... humanities were birth to strive
Every one mortal given birth were forged for war
To ensure the survival of humanities and of peace to befall
For many years this bloodshed wages in dire
Almost as certainly, the spirits of men responsively tire
No more are there ideas nor hopes they are to see
Battling on for pure survival remains what leads them be
Your return however, will perhaps set the tides in our favor
Though I know not the intention, I do not disregard altogether
Do not let the reasons why you have returned cloud your mind
I ask of you rather to remember who you once were to define
The land of The Ancients is never a quest for truth to seek
Purely for good to triumph over evil is the only idea you will need
Prepare yourself well stranger, for good will always be in disguise
Treachery and deception as often will never in itself be a lie
The unforgiving way is still a long one I’m afraid
However well is Heaven to plan... evil as always will await
And until out time will once more cross between us
I assure you... your time in this world will outlast”
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2012
Its Forbidden, but so luscious,
Its home, sinless and heavenly,
Its mother, prohibited, yet tempting,
Its blood-red venomous skin so crisp,
Its body perfectly rounded and smooth,
Its warm, juicy core ever so gushing,
Its polished shine blinding our faith,
Its earthly aroma sensational,
Its nucleus fully fertilized.
Seduced by its mysteries, our poisoned young minds
Could not hold its hunger for wisdom and knowledge,
Marching over its sacred grounds,
Snapping them from their nurturer,
And crushing mankind’s first promise.
Copyright © Pablo Silva | Year Posted 2013
LORD! We will be blessed with a heaven,
Where fountains of milk and honey will run!
Where no pain and tears will darken!
Where on desire, everything will be won!
Only around pleasure and beauty, but fear none!
Forever on, will dwell there immortally, yes unforgotten!
O Lord, but, I should adore this framed heaven,
These captive minds overlook a blessing; it’s a notion,
Ah this another life will free the soul from this dreading ocean,
Where Fright of loss of a beloved won’t haunt me like a demon,
Where night won’t terrorize my soul of any misfortune,
Oh yes there would my soul rest with no fear frozen,
Will wear a smile when this disquieting concern will be abandon,
I say only this peace of heaven will make my heaven …heaven
Copyright © HINA NASIR | Year Posted 2014
I’m lost, and i gotta pay the cost
i’m slowing down, tryna make it to town
i keep on falling, looking for panacea, feels like i got more problems than north korea.
nothings been right, always putting up a fight
looking for a cure? please, go look in the mirror
and i’m talking to myself, trying to reach the highest shelf.
pumpin up your adrenaline, looking for some medicine
feeling so very delicate, asking if you’re even relevant
couldn’t afford a vacation, cause you didn't know how to do the equations
so you drink until you don’t know where you are, but can’t you see you’re a burning star?
we only burn for so long until its time to face our wrongs
up or down, heaven or hell
you choose your own path, realizing you fell
and once you’ve gone to the dungeon, you’re gonna wonder how to even function
you brace yourself for the best, instead you stay falling in the crest.
a free soul has much time to roam, maybe thats why you have trouble finding stable home
you fall to another level and then you’ll see you have met the devil
look in his eyes and you’ll see the despise. Hes not your friend, he wants to show you the end.
Eternity lasts forever, so you must be clever.
The question is there twenty-four seven, heaven or hell, you can choose your hotel.
Be with the worst and you’ll see the curse, but if you stick with the best you need to learn how to face the tests.
Copyright © Merissa Henry | Year Posted 2015
Beyond the realms of human ken
is knowledge barred from most of men.
Some things that Mankind should not know
lest in their ignorance they sow
the darkest seeds of evil kind
to spread like cancer in man’s mind.
Beyond the realms of human thought
are things ignored and are not caught
by those who will not lend their mind
to capture all the good they find
that in the cosmos spreads around
to counter all the evil found.
This battle raging with Mankind
is part of lifetime’s daily grind
where good and evil stand in line
and seek out those on which to dine.
Armageddon, here on Earth
with Mankind tested for their worth.
Their final battle's never won
as every lifetime joins the fun,
while some will rise to meet this test
there’s many more join evil’s quest
to rule supreme in Devil’s claw
forsaking all deemed by God’s law.
Armageddon, Heaven and Hell,
which of these will cast its spell
to mould your life, and Mankind’s fate,
which one will you let through the gate.
…………….But be aware that win or lose
............it’s your eternity you choose!
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
God designed himself,
Designed Hell and Heaven,
Designed Eva via Adam,
Again me from Adam,
Signed in I'm,
Sins he warned,
Evils I owned,
Resigned from gains,
Oh,God,redesign me good,
Redesign me God,
To assign me Heaven!
Copyright © Muhammad Safa Thajudeen | Year Posted 2015
The Devil rose from Hades with a roll call in his hand,
the names he’d burned into his list, the worse throughout the land.
They’d lied and stole and cheated, and had cared not who they harmed
and now at last was Judgement Day, when evils souls were farmed.
For final retribution, an eternity in Hell,
the cost they now all had to pay, for a life in evil’s spell.
For evil breeds it’s family, with greed and hate and pain,
preparing all it’s followers for hell’s eternal flame.
The Devils face aglow with joy, for mankind now was ripe,
for very easy pickings for most were now his type.
At last the list carried by God was so lacking in names,
that now the Devil knew, at last, he’d won eternal flames.
When battles range in Heaven and Hell the winner gains control,
strengthened by the rightful claim on each related soul.
So whether good or evil, be prepared when you depart,
to spend eternal company with what’s really in your heart.
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
You're Not Welcome Here
When you go to meet your maker, and He says, " How Do You Do?"
Then He says, quite sternly...
"Just...Close Your Mouth...I Know Men Just Like You!"
Whenever you saw a snowflake fall or a twinkle in an eye...
You were being given a chance to become a better guy.
Although, it severely pains me, you never found your way.
And now I must tell you...
Turn Around and Go...the other way.
For you are being punished, for all you have lied to, hurt, used, and taken advantage of.
And most of all for the Innocent that you have blatantly, disregarded.
With horrendous spite and malice, with a smile upon your face.
For they are the True Innocent in the Totality of Life.
Don't think that you can say anything, that I may want to hear.
For I know you far better than anyone could, even more than you think you know yourself.
Your cheating, lying, using, ways are what Banishes you from here.
So turn around and start walking...
Down each and every stair.
And you need to just remember.
Your kind is...
Not Welcomed here...
Copyright © Crystal Bellman | Year Posted 2015
Copyright © 2014
There is a Grand Order Designator
most call ET our Maker or Creator.
LOVE, surely Lucifer and many hated
what GOD, before the gods created.
Who were those homo-sapiens
light-beings from the heavens?
Tumbling like a bolt of lightening
life on Earth became frightening.
Then every effort of god-dam man
became history in Lucifer's plan.
what Lucifer hated.
Copyright © Les Pruitt | Year Posted 2014
Hell is the people who
No matter what you do
Always find something to judge
They drag you and don't budge
they see through your thin disguise
As they shred you with their eyes
All their faults and lack
They place upon your back
Unable to see their own transgression
It becomes their own obsession
To find all of your flaws
And all your broken laws
And they won't even let you live
Because they refuse to forgive
Heaven on the other hand are people who
No matter what you do
Choose to see the best
In you and forget the rest
They don't dwell on your sin
Since they want to all to win
They don't create divisions
By their prideful decisions
Of those with whom they differ
For they know that the transfer
Of their own guilt to another
Will come back and smother
Their efforts to be free
And their search for unity
Copyright © alainey craig | Year Posted 2015
Yeats got it right--
the center will not hold.
We are falling apart and
know it not: what succor
will there be for the blind?
So evil plays out in furtive
hit and run, slaughtering
a movie theater, killing nine
in a church, rampaging
through a kindergarten--but
their spirits are released to a
world devoid of evil, hate,
while their killers have sadly
murdered their own souls,
damning them to a black
tormented darkness for
God knows how long.
Copyright © len carber | Year Posted 2015
Evil abound in the dark night air,
The watcher is waiting,
As you feel it’s blood thirsty stare.
Sweat starts to form
On your brow and your cheek
As fear grabs your voice
So you can not even speak.
Icy fingers of terror
Run down your neck to your back,
As you nervously anticipate
The demons vicious attack
Palm to your chest
You feel your heart race
As the blood starts to slowly
Drain from your face,
White as if paper
Ashen colored with fright
As you imagine the unbearably
Painful first bite
Fear in your heart
And tears in your eyes
As you try to be brave
And await its surprise
It steps from the shadows
And into full view
The hideous evil
That was waiting for you
With the light you now see
A form and its shape,
Wondering what’s in store
And wanting death over rape
But to your relief
Through tear filled eyes you now see,
It’s not evil or hateful
As you believed it to be
It stands in the light
Unthreatening and at ease,
Not wanting to harm
But only to please.
The wings on its back
Are now spread wide and of white,
That shine with a pleasing
Soft gleaming light
Its features so beautiful
And wondrous to see,
Your fear and the terror
Are suddenly set free
For this is not a creature
Of death, evil or hate,
But a loving blessed angel
From heavens front gate
In that moment it was clear
All your life you did waste
For fearing the unknown
And judging in haste
Copyright © Thomas King | Year Posted 2014
Take this sun away
Throw it into the fray
When I'm down
You kick me in the heart
Leaving me to wallow
With my heart bruised & hallow
Deaf to the electric screaming
Screeching in my brain
Nick naming me Cain
Translating hurt as shame
Calling me weird & maimed
Blinded by the harvest moon
I start to act like a loon
The onslaught of craziness croons
Morphing into an anime cartoon
Tracing the outline of having fun
My hopes are buried with the sun
In the game of saints & sinners
We're all winners
No ones ideal is any better
Let's break bread, let's have dinner
At the chapel
Or someplace finer
There's a light shinning in the distance
The glow illuminating my sleep
Exposing every creep
Crawling back into my closet
In the storm of injustice
Writing letters to a nameless power
Urging for the removal of cowardice & ego
Unheeded are my words
Falling on deaf ears of entitlement & violence
Yet I will not be silenced
For we are the making of our own demise.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2015
The girl struggles with her bonds.
A thought races in her head.
Why was I so dumb?
Why can I leave but I choose not to?
All is disturbed by a creaking sound.
A figure stands in the door,
Arrowed tail whipping,
Fiery trident cracking.
He glides to the girl.
Asks her about their deal.
She is free to go.
Yet she cannot move.
She tugs harder.
It does not help.
She pulls with all of her strength.
Then she thinks of the Lord,
The Son and the Holy Ghost.
And her soul rises up, up, up
Into the clouds of heaven.
Copyright © J. Amorose | Year Posted 2015
I do not know?
Beautiful angel, I see your face.
Beautiful angel has fallen from grace.
Your eyes are empty. Your heart is cold.
As good and evil fight for your soul.
Time alone will tell
If you’ll rest in Heaven or feel the fury of Hell.
Your heart so innocent, but your burdens so great.
Your pain is leading you to a grimmer fate.
God’s light has dimmed from your eyes.
As your faith is replaced with sadness and lies.
Your spirit has weakened under the devils control.
As good and evil fight for your soul.
A mother’s prayer that you’ll win the fight.
Your beautiful eyes will again hold light.
That spark of life, you once held
Will once again in your eyes prevail.
And my beautiful angel, with her innocent face
will rest in Heaven at the end of her race.
Copyright © Irma Mason | Year Posted 2011
She leaned into the lips of death
And took bread from his table
She walked hand in hand with him
Until she fell unable
She was soft and gentle 'nough
What a flower bright was she
Girl who turned away the night
So the day was loved by he
Winter came, by and by
Bleached meth upon the ground
He saw her dance in frozen lace
Poor devil swooned as she went 'round
He played for her a fiddle's string
This gold-crown woman held 'im
To her a fiend with the whitest of wings
For him a damned spirit's salvation
Though the Demon was kind, tender
And gave love long and often
The king of death's ebony touch
Built for her an ivory coffin
So if you fear the devil dear
I beg you, pity him
For he has cried so many tears
He lives inside the ocean
Copyright © kaelynn Jensen | Year Posted 2015
The Stealthy Wizard
By Curtis Johnson
Who is he who so dastardly continues to displease heaven?
Who is he who failed in his attempt to rule via ursurpation?
Who is this timid one who stands in the way of his own advancement, but yet unduly influences civilizations? Who is he who glides in stealth, who beguiles by fraud,
only to rule on the throne of wickedness?
His earthly reign began through deceit in a garden from a tree.
His operation continues through fear, but resistance compels him to flee.
It’s imperative that we give all ears to clearly listen and understand.
He is the one of whom we must decide to be either his foe or his fan.
He fell from heaven’s heights, and against him we must take our stand.
He is the cowardly and thievish artist of deceit.
He is clever, and the lying master of manipulation.
He never stands toe to toe to fairly fight like a man.
Like swift flying bats from darken caves, he descends like scavengers salivating the feast.
He intimidates near and far, and twists the truth.
He rips the innocence to threads like an angry beast.
Fear him not, because he has already been stripped of both his
earthly and heavenly title. In the ultimate struggle for the human soul, he was defeated and made an open show on top of a hill.
He now awaits his ultimate demise, and his final doom is certain.
Copyright © curtis johnson | Year Posted 2015