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Details | Haiku | |

Enlighten Me

"Haiku of enlightenment"

all explanations 
a perceptive, world of green
mocking the land

summoned bird calls
tantra and morality 
zestful garden-----------------  in waiting 

by;pd


Details | Free verse | |

You Are So Beautiful

You are so beautiful.

More beautiful than eye              sit here in the shadows
watching you,
inspired by your innocence.

You are so kind,
the way your fragility shatters over and over
upon the surface of your precociousness.

Eye shed my monk's robes
to join the fight against evil,
but evil won,
washed through me
as an all-encompassing disease....
....became evil to fight evil.

Now,

eye look upon the Temple;
looking at it from the outside-in.
And, all I really want,
is to pray there again with butter candles and beads.

The evil is too powerful to fight against,
mere mortals do not have a chance.
Eye didn't know this yet,
far too green behind my soul.

Now,

eye just want to atone for my many misdeeds,
so that my heart burns brightly enough,
the winds of wickedness cannot extinguish its flame.

Eye still have my robe and beads here with me,
buried the sword in foreign sands,
but the Temple looms high above,
looking down upon me as a stranger.

Eye will wait within its shadow,
for my patience has yet to evaporate.
Watching the beautiful, kind people
pass through the Temple,

eye wonder if they even taste the butter tea.






~(2012 Jungle Re-mix)~


Details | Couplet | |

To All Of You

There are times we are left to cope
With situations that drain our hope

Leaving us full of despair
At how some people just don't care

About the evil that they do
To good people like all of you

We are left to somehow face
That in mankind there is disgrace

And those of us left alive
Must find away to survive

As you pick up the pieces of your life
Without your mother, father, husband or wife

And some of you God forbid
Without the love of your kids

We must band together with a brotherhood
Show that in this world there is some good

Because we are together in this deal
We try to help each other heal

We seek in each other good advice
And offer each other sacrifice

We hold each other in prayer and song
As we continue to re-build the wrong

Because what else in the world can we do
Except let the light of good shine through

The evil darkness and despair
Of a catastrophic lack of care

We want you to know you are not alone
Think of America as a giant cone

And all of us are funneling through
Our prayers and hopes to all of you


Posted for Nathan's 9-11 contest


Details | Couplet | |

Created By Choices

Something evil this way comes
Sure as the rising of the Son

A single heart left to bleed
A lost soul with a dying need

When love proves it doesn’t care
In creeps darkness and despair

Angry voices from deep with-in
Scream I’m a fool once again

I now make my soul like a cave
It’s the darkness that I now crave

Around my heart I shall build a moat
With blood sacrifices unto the goat

Deep in darkness as a soul can be
Father of darkness come feed on me

She destroyed the love in my soul
I do pray that hate fills up the hole

Troubled souls with hallow voices
In this life we all make choices

My choices have left me degraded
I now hate the person I created

Into darkness away from the Son
Something evil this way comes


Yea, I posted this for Deborah's contest.
Believe it or not this is who i used to
be. Poetry is a truly amazing tool when
it comes to change, it transformed this
into the man I am. All I can say about
that, "Praise be the Power of God".


Details | Rhyme | |

A Palindrome Tale

A Palindrome Tale

I’ve got a tale to tell you of travel, love and lust
The travel, it was joyful, my love life was a bust
I met a girl in Tulsa, next day my diary read
A slut nixes sex in Tulsa; “Dammit, I’m mad” I said
So I went off to Europe to see the Mona Lisa
I thought it was in Italy; but as I pee, sir, I see Pisa!
A Delia saw I was ailed; I’m a fool; aloof am I
When she offered me spaghetti, I said “I prefer pi”
And then I found Naomi – Naomi did I moan?
I did, did I? I can not lie.  I headed back to home
And then I met this Madam; as mad as Adam, she
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live; God saw I was dog tired
Live not on evil they did say; Then my luck expired
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil I wonder ever
No sir, panic is a basic in a prison where I dwelt
Ned, I am a maiden; not a banana baton had I felt

Mdailey	3/31/12

A slut nixes sex in Tulsa; 
Dammit, I’m mad 
as I pee, sir, I see Pisa!
Delia saw I was ailed 
I’m a fool; aloof am I
I prefer pi
Naomi did I moan?
I did, did I? 
mad as Adam
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live
God saw I was  dog
Live not on evil 
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil I wonder ever
No sir, panic is a basic in a prison 
Ned, I am a maiden
not a banana baton 





Details | Narrative | |

"Evil Twin"

"Spiritual Narrative"

After life began,  appeared “Evil Twin” mind’s obvious sin
‘Evil’  naught of nothing, using the power of love’s “something”
Giving rise to evil self, far to left, image of self
Love created, but mind deviated, it’s love abated

Love’s logic created Soul, but I am so bold, left heart’s gold
Lost in a wilderness mind, became the Soul of evil twin
Lost in it’s philosophies, mind’s logic of complexities
Has philosophically debated, Love that created

Saying, ‘how can this Love be the reality of me
I shall exalt above, this creation of heaven’s Love’
But crucifixion of mind regains Love’s self in time
As the mind is refined, Soul is re-aligned, with Love’s vine

Man’s discoveries, pieces of the recoveries, of true self
As pieces of the mind crucified, must learn to abide
From Love light’s truth  cannot hide, reality has not lied
Being one with reality, God true technicality
 
Evil self is naught, except, in a mind of worldly thoughts
Live of your mind if your will, create life’s bitter pill
Your bitter pill will not spill, into Sacred Heart’s will
This proverb is proverbial,  `Tis non swerve able

Within one’s love, one must abide, for on death’s cross it was tried
Also mind must abide, for on the cross was proven it lied
Death and life was set before, human mind to explore
To show evil twin, death’s sin, just no way for death to win

Make a tree good or make a tree evil, for is by man’s choice
Lie on God if your will,   lie `Tis your own bitter pill’
`Tis by your own choice, by your own voice, `Good or Evil’
Death failed, life’s tree stands still, on yonder hill, alive and well

12-25-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com


Details | Quatrain | |

If You Ever Cross Me

I am never jealous, but theirs an evil in my eye
Step forward and cross me, and soon you'll wonder why
No matter where you are, it doesn't matter where you hide
For I'm the clever one, who'll find you and watch you slide

There are some things that you will never own, nor I, so read my words
For if I have to find a reason, my actions are seldom heard
These actions I speak about, are the watching of your life fade
And the squealing through your last breath, your body in dying cascade

I am never jealous, but theirs an evil in my eye
Step forward and dare to cross me, and soon you'll wonder why
The world is small enough, it takes nothing for me to try
I can only ever promise, take what is never yours, and you will rightly die









http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me-3.php


Details | Couplet | |

Civil War

This evening I listen to a Rock 'n' Roll band
Their track is Civil War, as our world now expands

To us it's the same size but to others they despise
For the want of greed exists in their killer hungry eyes

Where do I start, to say of their evil spread
A different starvation leaving the world in evil dread

It's not our today's but our yesterdays years
That our history tells us, of our everlasting torn tears

Cambodia, the Lebannon, and Sri Lanka's Indian sun
Rebels who demand better at the end of a gun

Guaetamala and Peru with their Shining Path
Villagers in terror decrying it's ever last

Democracy is our power in it's controllable exist
Like the Shining above, how long will our future paths persist

Recent news in the Arabic World, has taken tyrants by surprise
For decades they have stolen with their torturing infidel lies  

I could go deeper and deeper to describe these evils acts
In wanton blood spillage, to increase civil war torn facts

For this is the world we live in, it appears we determine to live
Maybe in our lifetime it will be on our doorstep, we open, our lives will sieve










http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-8.php



Details | Couplet | |

THE RUNNER AND ME

There was a little boy so blue.
Amongst the pain of life he grew.

He wondered where he'd be one day,
so, Satan helped to lead the way.

He longed to walk home in the sun,
but evil forces made him run.

The Fallen Angel's sick revenge
was to use children to avenge.

He made them bullies; very cruel.
"Persecute this child to - and - from school!"

No one to trust to teach him well,
so evil led his pride to swell.

There was a little girl as well.
Who grew up in a different hell.

She was abandoned by her Mom.
Her life was anything but calm.

She was adopted by a frigid pair,
but she longed for love and truth to share.

Nobody seemed to fit the mold,
Consumed with lies that she was told.

Satan also grabbed this chance.
She ran through life without a glance.

A player; she could not commit.
Her soul-mate had to be legit.

Now, he's my husband; I am his wife.
I finally took that chance in life.

For I was ready to forgive,
But he had never learned to live.

How ironic, that these two should meet.
I'm ready to ground; he runs in defeat. .

Now here I sit back at the start,
While my  "soul-mate's" going to break my heart.

See, he's still a runner and I'm here to stay.
Two people can't grow if one is this way.

He promised to give his soul to me,
But I am still one in this unity. 


We have since decided to compromise and things are much better. 


Details | Rhyme | |

Death Will Not Come For Me

I cannot accept death

In death there is no righteous  purpose, no nobility, and no meaning
So I have devised a plan to follow, you may wish to call it cheating
I have called upon the Dark One who has at last heard my beseeching
And he comes to my chambers to make the exchange this very evening

What exchange you might ask, well that I do not know
But I will agree to any bargain if He honors quid pro quo
The only thing I seek, Immortality to me bestowed 
Tonight is that last night of this life, a change I will soon undergo

Suddenly appeared a child before me bright with shining light
In all my life I swear before God I had never seen such a sight
Boy? Girl? I could not have said, I tried with all my might
To understand how the "Dark One" could be so gleaming white

Despite myself I shuddered, but through strength of will did not fall
For I knew I looked upon the Dark Lord come before me at my call
"What do you offer in exchange for my gift?" asked He four feet tall
"I offer the soul of my oldest son." But the Dark One threw a curve ball

"One soul will not be enough to purchase what you seek. 
Immortality lasts forever, we need a continuing bargain, so to speak"
"What would you prefer instead?"  I asked, my anxiety at it's peak
"The soul of the son in each generation, that is what I seek"

I pause but a moment to consider the cost before I gave my assent
I will not say no, I cannot accept death so my plan I must circumvent
The Dark One was immensely pleased that I willingly gave my consent
There was but one more thing to be done, but one more, just a kiss

He stepped up close and rose on tiptoe his arms down at his sides
His pink lips pursed in anticipation, a kiss I had to provide
So I knelt down to deliver the kiss trying to calm the war inside
This is the moment I've been waiting for, the moment that turns the tides

At the moment my lips touched his I felt a surge of power
As I stared into his eyes they became so deep, deeper than a black rose flower
So deep I plunged into those orbs I did not know if it had been moments or hours
When I came to myself the child was gone and I was left feeling empowered

I sensed no chill and all of my limbs were atingle with a strange sensation
I felt remarkably light and there was a thrill at my body's prickly vibration
My eyesight enhanced I realized then I had lived a life of stagnation
I danced easily knowing happiness at last, death no longer an expectation


Details | Rhyme | |

Out of the Darkness and Into the Light

Lost and alone in habits so dark,
Trying to move forward but stuck in park,
Blinded by temptations and evil desires,
Always falling short of what was required,
Caring about no one, only myself,
Refusing to believe that I needed help,
Drinking myself to sleep every night,
How will I ever come out of this darkness and into the light?
Neglecting my family and breaking their hearts,
Not even realizing my life was falling apart,
Breaking the law and ruining my name,
Playing with life as if it were a game,
Killing myself slowly, wishing I would just die,
My heart so cold now that I can’t even cry,
My plans and dreams pulling out of sight,
How will I ever come out of this darkness and into the light?
Sinking deeper and deeper into this dark hole,
Desperately searching for someone to save my lost soul,
Losing all the people that are closest to me,
I now know I need help can God be the key,
How can I be chosen, who am I,
Just another addict that wanted to die,
Taking a hold of me with a grip so tight,
Have I finally found the way out of the darkness and into the light?
Being delivered from all my evil ways,
Wanting to live for many more days,
When I am hurt He is there to heal my wounds,
Singing Him praises to my new favorite tunes,
Although I was lost, I am now found,
Never again to be pulled back down,
I was once blinded, but now I have sight,
I am out of the darkness and have found the Light!


Details | I do not know? | |

unseen dimensions

second terra,masters of the nether world,
black is their art,as crafty smoke curls
behind a screen,landscaping scenes,amazing,
chemical elements influence our being
projecting images,manipulating thoughts
misguided perceptions easily bought
subliminal messages,chaotic fuel
hatred belies evil despotic rule.

recreant,miscreant,one and the same
lowly existence,there they'll remain
sinking lower to depths,uncaring of deeds
subliminal messages,planting evil seeds
appearances frequent to mislead perceptual
third eye needed to discern the actual
programs running,they're constantly gunning
head shots,heart shots,they've got,cunning
skills diverse,if left open for attack
awareness,understanding,will guard your back
no compromise on the bridge
as you stand on the ridge
spirit within' to keep you on edge
outskirts,outposts,uncharted fields
strength and honor,due time it will yield.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Evil Demon

There's an evil demon lurking
On the edges of my soul
I try my best to push him off
He's stubborn, very bold 

He tries to sway my thinking
And how I look at things
I tell him, “Take a hike!
Get lost, you ding-a-ling!”

He never seems to listen
He insists on causing trouble
Says it's his only role in life
I'm about to burst his bubble

Demons don't tell me what to do
Don't need these guys to coach
My standards are extremely high
My actions beyond reproach

There's an evil demon lurking
On the edges of my soul
But this here dude's not worried
I'm the guy who's in control!


Details | Free verse | |

Plant Tale

That lone ornamental plant,
that stood straight,
with colored shiny leaves,
had its own story to relate,
it was brought in infancy,
to the office,
to decorate and tickle fancy,
it was an eye soothe,
amongst dead office wood eye sores,
and people who were alive,
but wanted others dead,
plant was innocent,
and had not thought so in the start days,
but had gathered that over each passing day,
he had a secret to reveal,
that people came to office,
not to work,
but to work down others,
they were jealous and egoists,
they spoke lies and spoke bad of others,
most of the time they did that,
only a little was left,
for the work for which they were paid for,
life of the plant was spent thus,
he became tired and almost dead,
he knew these evil people,
would throw him out one day,
and that they did,
but he was happy,
that he was free,
of evil and bad.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Last Laugh

I’m not an ego maniac
you know the type that gives others a heart attack
I get my vital nutrition 
From a dietitian
Who only asks for my Submission
And he gives me the ambition
To fight back
On track
Promises me that I will never lack.
There’s a battle every time I wake
There’s a battle in every move I make 
I am Jehovah's daughter
That’s why I can walk on water
I don’t need a psychic to read my palm
I have the prophecies, of his words, on my arm
I don’t need soothsayers to give me a premonition
I have fire from heaven that is my ammunition
Everywhere I turn their speaking death
It rains down until I have nothing left
Everyone is believing a lie
How can I sit back and watch as time goes by
The devil has sung many too sleep
Wake up, men of God; you’re being slaughtered like sheep
Resist the temptation
And have a deeper appreciation
For the lives placed in your hand
Or they’ll sink like quicksand
Into the abyss of despair
God’s presence isn’t there
This is a warning in these last days
To surrender your rebellious ways
Judgment is coming whether you believe it or not
Children of Niniva repent on the spot
And the God of "Mercy" will change his mind,
He calls out, “ Is there anyone I can find
That will abandon their ways and come into the light
Put on righteousness and fight this good fight?”
Spiritual anorexia
Emaciated the rest of you
Spiritual abortion
Has led many to extortion
Who will bow? Who will plead?
Save this generation which bleeds
Fathers gone estrange
Birthing violence that’s deranged
Suicide… the anti-Christ
Don’t you know Jesus paid the price?

By: Sabina Nicole


Details | Quatrain | |

I Serve The Lord

I serve the Lord
	By the things I do
            	I am his servant
                       		 These words are true
My eyes have seen things
          Only evil men know
          		My heart has lived places
                       		 Only evil men go
My mind has thought things
	Only evil men think
            	My lips have tasted things
                        	Only evil men drink
I have lived places
	Only evil men live
		I have gave orders
                       		Only evil men give
I once traded my soul
	To live in a flask
            	I lived in the shadows
                       		Adorned with a mask
My truth is my honor
	My words are my plight
	 	I serve the Lord
			By the words that I write
I no longer grow old
	By the light of the moon
            	No longer is my soul
			Swimming in a spoon
I serve the Lord
	By the things that I do
		Have no doubt in your heart
			These words are true
Once in a miracle
	Through the words of a rhyme
		A sinner found Christ
			And stopped doing time
Set free on a mission
	To enlighten your soul
		I follow the Lord
			In search of my goal
The man that I was
	No longer exist
		He died the first time
			My wife and I kissed
Inside of a box
	I decided to pray
		Stepping out of the darkness
			  Embracing the day
I serve the Lord
	Through the words I write
		Your soul is my mission
			Serving God is my plight
I don’t criticize or judge
	That’s just not my way
		I simply bow my head
			And for everyone I pray
The prayer is quite simple
	It’s a spiritual bath
		I just ask the Lord
			To enlighten your path
The brighter the light
	The lighter the Son
		When this life is over
			This job will be done
I follow the Lord 
	He guides my path
		It’s all very simple
			No complicated math
I serve the Lord
	In all that I do
		If you wish to know why
			It’s because I love you




Details | Munaajaat | |

Tell Me

I'm lost hurt and angry
Why did you take his life
I want, No I need to know
Tell me, Tell me why
I deserve to know

Haven't you done enough to him
What'd he ever do to you
He suffered his whole life
Suffered more than anyone deserved
Tell me, Tell me why you did it
I have a right to know

Why'd you let him born to them
Born to worthless parents
Parents who didn't care
They threw him away like garbage
Pawned him off on someone else
Tell me, Tell me why
Explain how you could do that

You gave him Polio
You let others treat him like disease
You took away the full use of his legs
You warped his hand and foot
Tell me, Explain to me why
I deserve to know

You let others think he was crazy
You let it go on for over year
You didn't stop it, Why
Tell me, Give me your reason
Answer me, Help me to understand

You go and make matters worse
You gave him Cancer
You didn't give him a chance to fight back
You just jerked him away from us
Tell me, Tell me how
How you could be so cruel

How can others not question you
When others do it, It's murder
But when it's by your hand
It's your will, Their fate
Tell me, What makes you so different
Your no better than the demons knocking at the door

You heard me beg and plead
You know I'm not afraid to die
I was willing to carry it all for him
I was willing to take my Daddy's place
You didn't even let me say Goodbye
Tell me, Tell me why I couldn't take his place
Answer me, you owe me that much



Sabrina Niday Hansel
~Niday40873~

(motif) Spiritual


Details | Italian Sonnet | |

Erotic Death

Their erotic death or life eternally,
Directed trance like powers of eyes.
Along with blindness of surprise,
Delivers humanities lustful dormancy,
Creating a new formal entity,
The power that sparks darkening skies,
Lurid scheme of evil does disguise.
Enticingly becomes the destiny.

Transformations brought forth.
One bite brings immortal youth.
Never to grow old, what worth,
Ignoring legitimate truth,
Whether by choice or not henceforth,
We walk upon night in sleuth.


written for contest
Poems from the Vampire!

Cecil Hickman


Details | Rhyme | |

The Rotten

Analysis read—and wronged—and pulled
Lulled into our idealistic mess
Words no longer ours but hung distress
Farced in carnality—they are ruled

Soundness remains what we will believe 
And all else is but tethered nonsense
Clinched tightly in unfriendly absence
Overcome in overwrought relief

The judges judge on behalf of tongue
When ears and eyes close achingly tight
And perhaps in woe we find them right
For witches sought and bound must be hung!

Lower than the softened dirt that cures
Where worms in halves blindly come to eat
The higher crush with tormented feat
And the suns scorch what is left of hers

Answers never tried—and cured to hide
They look to superior sources
The rotten are the strongest forces
Ripened and toughened with bequeathed pride

-Iambic Tetrameter
Contest: Metrical verse
Sponsor: Giorgio Veneto
Laura Breidenthal


Details | Pantoum | |

Into a Haunted Forest

I walked into the haunted forest at night I desire to be alone, to feel the full effect I don’t know many who would do as I did Many are fearful of what lies deep within I desire to be alone, to feel the full effect It’s quite the journey going at it alone Many are fearful of what lies deep within The forest comes alive with all its forces It’s quite the journey going at it alone The land sleeps until it’s quite disturbed The forest comes alive with all its forces And I secure myself, get ready for the darkness The land sleeps until it’s quite disturbed I walk deep within the depths of its core And I secure myself, get ready for the darkness What comes out from this darkness disturbs I walk deep within the depths of its core Holding my breath knowing something’s coming What comes out from this darkness disturbs For ghosts follow and werewolves howl Holding my breath knowing something’s coming The inside of the forest comes forward to meet For the ghosts follow and werewolves howl They pounce upon me and I feel their presence The inside of the forest comes forward to meet An evil collection of creatures dire and unholy They pounce upon me and I feel their presence Now I run from the forest, fearful with fright An evil collection of creatures dire and unholy I don’t know many who would do as I did Now I run from the forest, fearful with fright I walked into the haunted forest at night
Russell Sivey


Details | Free verse | |

Habits at dawn - Catie Lindsey

Habits at Dawn   (Collaboration Contest)

by~ Catie Lindsey

Everything eventually dies
in long hours of neglect
and what remains is not what you think
nor what you suspect.
Guarded safely forty fathoms below
where little white lies and evil intent
cannot swim the bustling tide
of the things strong men invent.
Cruelty in a place
where honor was thrown to the wind
where loyalty meets with lashing out
crushing bones into pulp
shading the flowers bloom
stripping the heart of any hope
that goodness will come soon.
It is safer not to feel
and hearts can't always mend
from fabrication of intent
to swallow you whole
spit you out and then
walk away.
Funny how strong men invent
new means of weakness
casting shadows and pounding dents
into the body of the soul.
The heart stands no chance
with liars who get bored
and concoct evil intent.


by~ Poet Destroyer

As life rebirth the surface
Everything abandon will soon gain custody.
For every lie I will leave you wordless,
and subside your pleasure of gluttony.
You think I will drown with God on my side
All the things you men invent, 
are nothing but lies, your evil excuses under disguise.
One day you will be held in content 
Honor in what?
The way you think you can slip away.
Loyalty was the shortest subject you ever took.
Turning every wrong page in my book.
You men can strip our heart,
And give us the will of no hope.
I said Nope!
Along will come God, 
who will flip my boat again to float.
I will see the goodness!
And feel stronger than I was before.
Mend my heart with new habits to explore.
Swallow the whole world complete.
You will be the one beneath my feet.
Weakness you will find in your own shadow,
once I walk away from your deceit.
Lashing out to bring me near
Never will you hurt me, 
or set my heart in tears.
New habits are easy as one two three.

A collaboration with* Catie Lindsey


Details | Villanelle | |

Evil Breaks the Silence

An evil breaks the silence of this day A harbinger of the darkest of nights The horror escalates to more dismay The darkness of evening she will portray Her wickedness and horror she delights An evil breaks the silence of this day She would break the silence as surely say A spell greater than what speaks out tonight The horror escalates to more dismay Cauldron boils a potion without delay Potion to instill fear deep in alright An evil breaks the silence of this day She put in dead flowers, quite the bouquet She then boards her broomstick, flies out of sight The horror escalates to more dismay Now her flight brushes her up with some hay Takes her up high with some very great height An evil breaks the silence of this day The horror escalates to more dismay
Russell Sivey


Details | Ballad | |

The Alien

The Alien.
                           
"Here's the village Idiot
Here comes the loony fool"
So many taunts did follow him
Oh kids can be so cruel!
The Alien, his face all cowed
With caution treads his way
As the gossip done, invades him every day.

He's a shade too short on mighty brawn
He's a pilgrim of the soul
He's a Sailor floating through his dreams
And he has no worldly goals
And when those kids kicked footy balls
And swore and carried on
The alien got lost  within his own song.

He's been told that he be nothing
By so many through the years
And now his body broken
Still wading in his fears
The wings have made to open up
So the butterfly may rise
And so the mighty Phoenix 
must head he for the skies.

Dec 22 2003.


Details | Acrostic | |

The Message

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 Knowing this Is the next best thing since "In the beginning" In the first chapter of the first verse in Genesis!


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The Emptiness of Life

Oh how frail is the life of mortals
Look at how our tongue treasures the taste of food
Without oxygen we die
We sleep as though we're dead

I've seen demagogs rising and falling
History hasn't been fair to their very great powers
In our virtues, our pride lights our vice
Oh such hypocrites at heart

Oh how our desires hook us like fish bones
Into doom we gleam
Until we see our fragile weakness on Earth
True repentance is just a dream

I've seen the Light I believe
The truth of God who lived as man
His sacrifice made me free
Oh such a hope of eternity I share


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Crossroads

Walking threw the mist of the night,
on the path that lead deep into the forest, in absence of sound;
from one whom was bought, no body shell be found,
of those who might be lost, homeward bound,
as we raven through this hollow ground.

Cross sentences that are incomplete, fractions that make you weak,
threw words that you learned so well, life is a living hell,
don't front and pull back, end of line, number check,
in the story and on track, blank page,
ink intact.


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Angel Dust

The creatures that could fly, flew out this night They brought forth their powers, with them their might The black dragon is largest on the list They are the strongest, waving their clawed fist Next would have to be the fairies so trim Wielding dark talents purely on a whim The dark gargoyles fly around with great ease Spreading the fear of death and dire disease As sure as you think the darkness would win An angel flies high, way up in heaven She saves the Earth from all evil around Drops down some angel dust right to the ground And quick as a flash evil leaves this place Angels left to sing the beauty of grace
Russell Sivey Entrant into Gail Doyle's "Angel Dust" contest 10/9/2012


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The Devil is not your friend

The devil is not your friend,
Nor will he reward your loyal deeds,
He lurks around in silence
looking for someone to deceive,
The devil is not your friend,
Nor will he ever fulfill your desires,
He’s just using you as his puppet
to lure more into eternal fires,
For every sin committed in life,
Required a large sacrifice,
So look up, real soon
my perishing friends,
Ask the God of the universe to heal and mend,
Your heart, soul and mind
For we are not promised tomorrows time,
Make it right with the Maker of the universe,
Humble yourself before it gets worse,
His grace will lift you high
His blood is your alibi,
His blood makes you clean,
My dear world you were already redeemed.

By: Sabina Nicole


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Political Correctness Brings Spiritual Weakness

Political Correctness Brings Weakness!

In our country’s pursuit of “political correctness…”
We’re not in a position of strength…  But weakness!
It’s like you can’t hardly say anything anymore…
And you find yourself outside the courtroom’s door!
We may think we’re strong…   But we’re weakened!
You may ask; “how could all of this happen???”

We’ve attempted to replace God with a “new morality.”
This has brought a new generation of “moral depravity.”
We bend our laws to what is called; “constitutional.”
And forget about what is truth!  And what is biblical!
Even the ten commandments are often ridiculed and scorned.
As a great rise of ungodly living has been formed!
A tide of sexual perversion is what has taken place!
Bringing into my homes, much heartache and disgrace!

God’s truth is often “thrown out,” and avoided!
While a “new kind of living” has often been decided!
We need YOU Jesus!  Now!  More than ever before!
Our sins, on the old rugged cross, is what he bore!
Jesus is the answer to our problems!  He is the solution!
His blood can take away all of the sinful pollution!
Please dear lord, touch and convict us with your power!
Please heal this nation!  We need YOU this hour!

By Jim Pemberton   09/30/13





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A Very Inviting Temptation

A Very Inviting Temptation! I remember of a particular situation. I was offered a very "inviting" temptation. The situation I was in... I didn't belong! And lost any sense of "right and wrong." At first... I felt no guilt or shame. And brought embarrassment to my family's name. I tried to explain this to my wife and kids. I heard; "Dad... please... no more fibs!" The Godly principles were "tossed to the side," As the sin inside caused arrogance and pride. Soon, all in my life that truly mattered... Was gone! My life was empty and shattered! I was sorry for all of the problems I caused! This time... I took a moment to pause. I cried to God to rescue me from my sin. I confessed! Would God help me once again? I read in the Bible of Jesus’ grace and love! This time the help I needed had to come from above! I asked him for a fresh and brand new start. He removed the stain from a broken heart. He restored to me the joy I once had. I'm so blessed! Jesus has made me glad! Jesus is the reason I'm here today! I LOVE HIM more than words can say! By Jim Pemberton


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Overcoming Evil with Goodness

Overcoming Evil With Good...

"Do not be overcome by evil, 
 but overcome evil with good."
This verse from scripture
 is often misunderstood.

Many tend to "get back" at someone 
who's "wronged them."
Whether it be from a stranger... or even a friend.

You cannot fight evil with evil--
this isn't God's plan!
His concept of love and mercy-- you
 need to understand.

Remember  the words Jesus said in the beatitudes.
Perhaps this can stop any 
"revengeful attitudes."

You were called to be holy--
with Godliness in mind.
To be filled with his mercy... 
being gentle and kind.

Rise above whatever evil 
may come your way/
Overcome by doing this with 
God's goodness... today!

Allow the cross of Christ to be
 lifted up in your life.
Allow his spirit to remove all malice,
 bitterness and strife.

A compassionate and loving person 
in you... others will see!
What you do today--will impact your eternity!

An overcomer of evil is often
 difficult to do.
Obey and trust God--
He will see you through!

By Jim Pemberton 
Rom. 12:21


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Physically and Mentally Abuse

I was born in a world of poverty and soiled life of a third world country
The way I lived till I was five years of age was walls of boundary
These walls had towers of guards that had no heart or care
If a child would try to climb the wall they lose their life I swear

Father had drank and threatened my mother with a knife
My father lost his job and wife and that was the hardship of life
He stopped my mother from taking off with me in her arm
Hoping that my father would ignore and left me be with no harm

When my father went off to drink one night and came home with rage
My brothers stood by my crib and took a beating that set up the next stage
My father had woken up to three scared children half starved and in pain
His final words as he walk away from the orphanage gate live life do not go insane

I was still a baby in the orphanage; the caretakers did not really care about the babies
They stole items and materials those wicked men and maternal evil ladies
They starved all the babies because it cost a lot to keep them alive
As a child of that age I could feel the sins and greed that gave out bad vibes

I was ignorant about what I drank and ate, as I see white maggots move in my bottle
As I see them move I thought about how they were playing and some were hostel
They ate each other to keep each other alive in a manner that took me by surprise
In the back round I hear others throwing things with sounds of painful cries

I got very strong at a young age I was able to start pulling myself up over the cage
My feelings were to see my brothers with strong lungs that I cried out of rage
My two brothers came to see me and sneak food into my crib
The caretaker would find the food in my hands as they grabbed it and hit me on my ribs

As painful as it was I kept eating the food with blood in my mouth as it was instinct
I sometimes laid in my crib dazed and confused with smell of death so distinct
With all my might I kept myself strong and climb the small wall
I finally was old enough to get out of the building and I could hear my brothers call

With tears of joy with short legs that ran as fast as my heart
I ran to my brothers arms and held their hands to have a new start
I grew stronger everyday but more things came into my life in a manner of dismay
If my brothers stay by my side I could smile and everyday their would be okay



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Is It God We Trust Or Leave In the Dust

Is It God We Trust? Or Leave In the Dust? As our courts remove God from this great nation. We are left with a confused and lost generation! As God is taken away from our public schools. A huge tide of immorality is what “rules.” The Bible is often mocked and discarded. It was on it’s principles this country was started! Just about anything of God seems to get scorned. So many “rush” to worship many ungodly forms. As God’s name is often tossed and thrown out. We tend to forget what HE is all about! Too often, his plans for living are tossed and abused. No wonder, there’s many who are lost and confused! As people forget God and worship the fallen creature. They look to themselves and “glorify” their features. Many ignore God, and get involved in deep addictions. And with this, come disease, heartache and afflictions! As God looks and sees this nation “bleeding.” It’s his righteousness, that we need to be seeking! If we would humble ourselves, he would hear our prayer! He loves all of us! And he really does care! Won’t you come to HIM, And invite him in? Won’t you allow him to be your master and friend? He brings strength and nourishment to the soul! It’s only in him that we can be made whole! By Jim Pemberton


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To young to die

Too young to die


They take a boy, too young to shave
Who has never lived his life
While his mates are chasing girls
They fill his life with strife
They send him off to a brand new war
Over some damned fools Ideal
I don’t understand their wars
And I guess I never will


The folk who like to run the show
Or most of them at least
Have never even been to war
They’ve never felt the beast
As he rips right into one’ intestines
That hollow hole of fear!
Each leader should be sent to war
Then the picture might grow clear


Then when they send young boys to war
They’ll see the whole damned show
The weight of endless terror
 And then maybe they’ll know
What it’s like as a fine young man
To be sent out there to die
He might then know, how a mother feels
When she’s lost her little guy.

1 August 2013 @ 1443hrs.


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And you call yourself a mother

Each and every day that goes by I can help but wonder why for  all times you have made me cry But I still hold my head up high because I have always been better off without you in my life unable to understand why you love bitterness and strife as you plot and plan to destroy  everyone who won’t convert to being your toy, and listen to your bull*****till their annoyed while you go on an talking about work and you think so and so is a jerk, while you expect everyone to agree that you are right, bad mouthing two of your daughters day and night Saying oh I love each of my daughters but we know that isn’t right
You are nothing but a two timing ***** walking around like you have something up your ass thinking that you can make everyone twitch like they afraid not knowing they are going to be laughing when you are in the grave but hey all I got to say is I remember the time that you said” Jane you are not allowed to come to my funeral”. Like that is going to hurt me, ha. You’re only going to be remembered as an evil ***** well it seems like you got what you wish
You call yourself a mother but you should look in the mirror, oh go ahead drink some more, we know why you do because you so damn confused, and you like to use and abuse, Your nothing but a liar who knows nothing about me yet you claim to have given birth to me. Your idea of love is really fu*cked up how can you say you love when you do not know the meaning of the word getting your granddaughter taken away,  and having the nerve to call and say I love you …
Well screw you and your gay ass pets too, who follow you around and are no longer my sisters because I reject them and you the way you have dissed me and pissed on me, getting them to play games like you do. Hey ***** I got news for you- I don’t need you I never did, why do you think I moved out at 16 the way I did? Of course now I am 28 years old  in all my life you are the only  I ever knew who was so selfish an cold and I know now that one of the best choices I ever made,  was changing all my contact info so I never have to hear from you again, Especially after you bad mouthed my husband and yet you have never met him, Sooner or later one day you will wake up and find your all alone, and wonder why no one wants to be your friend, and of course I wish I could let you read this so you can see how I feel but you don’t care never have that’s for real, either way I got this off my chest and even though you’re an evil ***** I wish you the best.


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Invincible

For how long and for how many times 
Should I be battered and crushed, oh my God!
Tell them their labour  will be in vain 
As after being unconscious 
I suffer no pain 
I know they still can go further
But it does not worry me
For the fact that if I die 
The matter is finished
If I do not 
What should I worry in life?

In fighting battles 
Of injustice and falsehood 
Or to revolt against a war thrust upon 
Or to protest against tyranny
I fear not death  
As I know I lose nothing 
Neither my honour 
Nor my conscience
Moreover, they fail to win 
Neither my heart, nor my mind 
In exchange of my death 
They gain not 
Even an iota of my loyalty
Nor an inch of unsaleable soil of my soul 
Except my dead body. 


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Rise, Die, Shine

Build me a temple high…high…high up where the sun can rise
Where good can shine and the evil die as a plant in winter time.
Let it rise
Let it die 
Let it shine
Build it high up the moon
But under the sky
And let the sun shine
Through the skin that dims inner light
Let the light unfold the eyes
And see the beauty inside of this small world that wants to shine
Let the war be the plant that could die in winter time
Let it rise
Let peace in the world rise
High…high up like a bird flying up to the sky
Let it die
Let hate die
As a phoenix and be reborn as a flower
Full of scents and beauty instead.
Let it shine
Let our inner light shine
Let it shine through our skin and show us that we can light up the way without hate and 
without pain
Let it rise
Let it die
Let it shine
Let the battle field turn into a garden
Let the soldiers be the flowers
And the ammunition be the fertilizing soil
Build me a temple high…high up the sky
To symbolize world peace.
Don’t rush take your time 
until we find out that we can shine
Let our soul rise
Let our evil die
Let our ability to find world peace shine.


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Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming

Just When It Seems Like Life Is Overwhelming! Just when it seems like I’ve faced my darkest night… And things in life, aren’t turning out right… This is about the time, when things are falling apart! And I began to feel a lot of stress in my heart! I run to Jesus! I know that he wants to help me! He’s always here! And promises to never leave me! He sees me, and speaks words of comfort, to follow! He reminds me, that he’ll take care of today and tomorrow! He lets me know that he won’t let go of my hand! Everything I’m going through… He understands! He turns back all of the problems that are overwhelming! And I see what things my life, are becoming! I have fellowship with Jesus! Like I never had before! He’s given to me peace and hope! And much more! I’m glad I have such a wonderful friend like this! His love and joy… I don’t want to miss! Thank you Jesus! For turning my life around! And for plating my life on a solid ground! You’re all I want! And all that I’ve needed! With you as my Lord! My life has been completed! By Jim Pemberton


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Desperate Measures (Complete Version)

"No!!!"-- that was the first thought that popped to mind-
I was in complete denial. 
I honestly thought I would be safe!
I did everything that I possibly could,
I laughed bitterly. But here it was...
Funny how your life can turn around in just a day--
My own personal demon was now mocking me to my face
 and slowly killing me. 

Inexperience made me struggle. Should I go for the kill or not?
 Either option would ultimately result to death by mortification. 
The former to a lesser degree though. 
So I decided to go for it, stepping inside a place where
desolation would meet impending horror.

I was now in familiar territory but my fingers still trembled. 
Touching on porcelain smooth surface, 
goosebumps~ as I saw that red, angry, stranger, giving me the evil eye.
 I was still contemplating on what I was about to do. 
Pain was inevitable but I was willing to sacrifice my comfort.
 Desperate people did this all the time, 
all without a care--why was I so nervous? 
It was now or never...

It didn't belong in this world, and absolutely not in my personal space.
Slowly, I closed in on it and tried to put a hole through its heart--
I started to pump the life out of that repulsive alien.
It was surprising though how silent everything was,
I did meet with some resistance, and it just didn't want to give in to me easily.
It was still mocking me in its own, evil way. But I was determined--
I was mentally willing it to die and my heart raced in a fiery flutter.
I was clenching my teeth, my fingers were turning white,
 and I was silently screaming in pain.
I didn't know I would get hurt this bad. 
I kept the pressure on until finally, it exploded-

Its life juices just splattered everywhere. 

I felt something sticky and warm on my cheek-
so I touched it and looked at my fingers. 
There was blood on it. Oozing blood and pus.

When I was finally able to breathe freely, 
I cleaned myself up and checked the damage. 

There was hardly a nick on my face after all. 
That wasn't too bad...
nothing a little foundation and concealer couldn't fix.  
The important thing was, my pimple was Dead~
and the Drama Queen was going to survive Prom after all.


**1005/June 2009---posted an incomplete version of this for the 
"Leave me Hanging Contest" here's the entire write :)
though did some editing today ;) --submitting this for
Paula's Bedevil contest :)


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We're Just Sinful Human Beings

We’re Just Sinful Human Beings! All of us are just sinful human beings! Scripture says; “the heart is sinful above everything!” Even if we try to hide and wash our sins away… Wickedness in our heart, is there, each day! God made Adam and Eve, with perfection! But sin crept in, like a deep and wicked infection! He put them in the Garden of Eden with a choice. It was up to them to listen to his voice. They had all they could want, with one instruction. Disobeying this, would lead to their destruction. Satan took the form of a snake to tempt their mind. And their disobedience affected all of mankind! Since that time, mankind has needed atonement! Only the blood of Jesus can cleanse you! This very moment! Only his blood can wash away sin’s dark stain! It can only be found when one calls on Jesus’ name! We’ve all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory! But wait! This doesn’t have to be the end of the story! God and all of his angels in heaven, are waiting for YOU! The love and blood of Jesus, can make you BRAND NEW! His love, for our sins, is what he offers in exchange! You can be forgiven! And forever totally changed! This opportunity is for you, to reach out and take! Won’t you do it now? For eternity’s sake??? By Jim Pemberton


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You are the Good: I am the Evil

You are the light of a day,
I am the darkest of grays.
You are the significant Sun,
I am the forgotten Moon.

You are the sweet make-believe dreams,
I am the tragic nightmares.
You are a glorious angel,
I am a dreary demon.

You are the bright rainbow,
I am the dull rain.
You are the boat that floats,
I am the anchor that sinks.

You are the peaceful Valley,
I am the destructive war.
You are the tame beauty,
I am the wild beast.

You are the precious living,
I am the shallow dead.
You are the glistening stars,
I am the darkening night.

You are the wonderful strength,
I am the terrible weakness.
You are the beautiful heavens,
I am the unpleasant hells.


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Spiritual Baseball

If I were to venture a sports analogy,
I'd say life most resembles baseball spiritually.
We spend eons preparing in the dugout,
Then nervously strut out to take our time at bat.

The rival coach directing our adversaries
Is the Father Of Lies and man's false philosophies.
His goal is to prevent us from reaching home plate safely.
His team's minions outnumber us near-infinitely.

The rival pitcher has icy practiced steel-like nerves,
And he's struck out many with foul spitballs and curves.
He pitches things like sloth, envy, greed, media idolatry,
Addictions, “Pro Choice”, perversions, porn and other immorality.

Our beloved Coach whispers to us from the dugout.
HE famously scored grand slams when HE went to bat.
If we listen to Our Coach, and with spirit swing fast and hard,
We'll knock those pitcher’s balls clean out of the yard.

HE knows we won’t always hit solid homers,
So HE doesn’t expect us to succeed just as loners.
We might on our swing just make it to first base,
But the team batters behind us can help us reach home base.

Even though the adversary’s minions outnumber us,
Only our choices will allow them to defeat us.
So with our Coach and team we must stand up,
When the Great Umpire of all calls “Batter Up!”.


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Cast of a Full Moon

There are screeches from the door of the coffin That reverberates throughout the graveyard There is a fire nearby that acts as a beacon That infiltrates the undead, the great diehard Ones that obey the commands of the witch The creatures of the night roam the courtyard The place of a warlock, a man that is very rich One who rules all this evil by his beck and call Where the powers goes off without a hitch A scarecrow hangs with his pride quite tall That scares all creatures nearby, bringing fear Eyes that blaze fire, it makes all those near fall The spider webs in the mist come and appear Glowing vividly within the cast of a full moon Black cats are going to go spread some evil cheer Halloween is when these things bring their doom
Russell Sivey


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America Is Being DESTROYED From Within

 

As sin and perversion often become integrated… So many lives and families are being “disintegrated.” Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force… It’s no wonder much of this country is way “off course.” The morality and values that once made a great nation. Are evaporating…. Leading to a “spiritual separation.” Love, honor, and respect of God… Is often a “thing of the past.” Anything of God seems to be disappearing FAST! God is our only hope! And him alone! Only he can bring healing to our broken homes! He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds! It’s only God that can meet all of our needs! He’s our provider… The great: “I am!” Won’t you reach out to him? And give him your hand? Why not give him a chance? And allow him in? A brand new life for you… Is waiting to begin! May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach down into our hearts… Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!” Is a good place to start! By Jim Pemberton


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To A Child Who Has A Disorder

Children with an illness,
Go through life,
They are looked down apon,
Because they are different,
When really they are not,
They are no different from  you and me,
They have the same blood,
Running through their bodies,
Just as their hearts as well,
So, don't just look apon,
Their outer appearance,
And judge them,
For who they really are,
For a lot of them,
Are smarter and brighter,
Than you and I,
Could possibly be,
On our brightest day,
For they have the gifts,
From God up above,
So, always take the time,
To get to know their inner beauty,
For who they really are,
Cause they too need love,
Just as everyone else does,
If not even more.


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The sunyassin

As far as I know this is a true story about Alexandra the great...Peter



The Sannyasin.

Alexander said to Dandamis
"Old man you come with me
For I need me a sannyasin
To take across the seas.
Hey you be just a beggar man
I'll make you rich indeed
You'll live a life of luxury
With everything you need.

Dandamis standing naked there
With silence in his essence
He had no fear at all did he
In the mighty leaders presence.
He said "I'll give you nothing friend
And there's nothing that I need
So Alexandra drew his sword
Tried to make the beggar plead.

Dandamis laughed and said these words
With power in his voice
"You can put that sword right through my heart
My friend, that be your choice.
But I left this body long ago
I have no use for it
So pierce this heart my fine young friend
It won't harm me a bit.

Alexander he was beaten
By a fearless beggar man
Though he had won most of the world
Dandamis foiled his plans.
The beggar said "You say you're great
But that's not true at all
For any man that thinks he's great
He be merely a fool


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Meditation

Meditation....... When the heart suffer from the pains When the body surround with evil venom When the mind away from the thoughts When the Satan starts ruling our soul Then you become a prisoner of your own soul Although, no one has the power to destroy a soul but it could make you suffer with evil doings These things could be eliminated through spiritual power by doing meditation and prayers. Meditation has the power to heal the pain of soul and bring peace of mind and new life to us Just sit or stand in a comfortable position and few slow deep breaths through the nose in and out and keep eyes close to think of God, brings you all the way to a peace into your mind and soul. The meditation can draw essential force of love in to one's life and could bring out the richness of faith We should not forget that meditation belongs to a comprehensive body of teachings including ethics and wisdom Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka Copyright @ 2004 Ravi Sathasivam


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The Settlement of the Four Ligures

The stones slipped through the great fingertips of God
Each ligure staked its existence on the four corners of the universe
The quadrivial region began to spin and pull into a sphere
And pathways revealed their footholds 

The fourth ligure bravely landed in the midst of history
So that one day the future settlement of the second 
Would be moved by the last—by the past
Suffering much it stayed
Manifesting in incandescent words
Thrusting evanescence upon the weak
Selfless, it's sorrow would move the merriest
Would move the unmovable

The third lies in the profound valley of mystical guardians
Star-recruited, they are the very light above the canvas of gray
They embrace the stone—are inspired by the stone  
The very reflection of their creator was evident
Upon their unremitting glimmers
Unafraid to stare the others down
Motivated and construed by the glower of death
Eyes move fixedly beyond the simple vast

The second ligure rested upon the shoulders of invisible martyrs 
The hopeful power it planted on the sufferers was unbelievable
For spectators used their disbelief to cover their ever-placed envy
They never were part of the battle—they merely watched
Always seeing truth
But they never quite absorbed
Like a rock hitting the water
The inevitable fate was to fly and sink

The first of the ligures settled in the very reservoir of Satan himself
Even the very heart of the devil is marked
Though rebellion embarked  
The cold stone landed upon his naked bosom
He despaired not to the pericopal truth the gods had bestowed upon him
He merely despised it
But wished not to lose it
For such a stone to fall upon that dark corner—he felt pride for the gracious wound

In truth, there are twelve ligures of stone 
And four were dispersed, dropped into the universe
The last eight the great Eternal wears upon his breastplate 
And only He can re-move these ligures

-July 20, 2013-
-For Shadow Himilton's Any Subject Contest-
-Thanks for the inspiration-


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Spells Spun from a Drunk Pen

The dark witch laughed as she held a drunk pen Which she used to write spells without pity Spells that are out of whack in the open She can’t align her papers perfectly Her powers are evil and shown darkly But the fun the pen sure had shows this day The spells falter and fail, dissolve away The sputter of a wand after the spell Messes up and coughs up evil today She sure finds herself in a lot of hell
Russell Sivey Was an entry into Joann Grisetti's Drunk Pen contest But found out it had to be Free Verse, Narrative, or Prose


Details | Ballade | |

SINLESS EYES - a collab with JAMES FRASER

SINLESS EYES Nine solid months unto her womb is he, breathing and heartbeat they do as one. Carrying him safely, his husband sees, providing food and money his daily home run 'til the day his son pleas to be out in the sun. (always then his aim is to be a good guy) Though it will take a long long time, his son-- sinless eyes, no smiles, when the children cry... His son grew then unto the world he spree where he is exposed to gases, bombs and gun. Along the streets, he and others learn a key-- that learning curve adhere but some remains undone. Shoulders bruised, torn, from bearing a tonne, some lost souls wander, their life gone awry-- falling short to wonder later how it all began, sinless eyes, no smiles, when the children cry... Can later bestow some better decree, outlasting evil by following a model-- a nun? On returning to God by following thee, from this day, forward, man shall never shun to battles that last even 'til midnight sun. Answers possessed on the strings of whys and never again to ask for a hired gun. Sinless eyes, no smiles, when the children cry... Darkness is beaten, light has won! Wisdom now reached, cocooning the guy, a new day now welcomes another son sinless eyes, no smiles, when the children cry... ©J.A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo 9:40 pm, December 01, 2014


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A sign of the times

I am grieved to my core,
Is there purity anymore?
I am dodging bullets all day,
While my friends are slipping away
A dark sheet covers the eyes of man
I am living in a desolate land
The New World Order
Is steeling our  sons and daughters
The god of this age
Is in a vile rage
Words are wondering in the breeze
Mankind is in a Freeze
Only you can make this right,
Only you can give me might,
Bleed out all this sorrow 
Secure my tomorrow
Silence all this noise
Help me keep my poise,
The uncertainty has got me hazy,
And I know you’re not crazy,
Vindicate me, in this mess
Forgive the lies, I must confess
Evil peace is floating around
I can hear its revolting sound
As long as I’m in you
You’ll protect my every move
I can’t go back now
I already made my vow
I can’t go back now 
I already made my vow.

By: Sabina Nicole


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Introduction

hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.

angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.


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God Knows Why We Need HIM

God knows why we really need him!
He has put the enemy beneath him!

He knows that without him, we shall fail!
We’re like the blind following life’s trail!

He also knows, that his son bled and died…
That day on the cross, he was crucified!

He knows that his son arose from the dead!
He’s alive now!  And is our daily bread!

Do you know how much God loves you?
How much he wants fellowship with you?

Do you even think about for just one moment..
Of Christ’ love?  And his blood’s atonement?

He did all of this with one purpose in mind.
To offer his salvation to all of mankind!

No matter what you may say, 
or think of him…
It’s all of us, that need him!

Won’t you join with me,
 before God, in prayer?
Wherever we are…
  He’s already there!

Won’t you join with me, and receive him in?
To cleanse us, and take away our sin?

Won’t you begin today?  And feel his power?
You can be a new person! This very hour!

By Jim Pemberton


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Like the frightened Jackrabbit, I run away from Love

Jump up and down like a jackrabbit
running through meadows
running from what?
Could it be heartbreak,
a venemous snake that hides in the grass,
hiding with fangs ready to pierce the tender skin
upon the tight, bronze flesh of everyday life?
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now!
I need a vacation a long way away from the faceless smiles
and ignorance of young girls, who don't look at you,
who don't show you love and respect.
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye now,
as jumping spiders hop everywhere, crawling eight legs around me
my soul black like carcoal, but my heart still beating
slower this time, not like the days before
and like the jackrabbit running from anything and everything,
I run to seek love and vanish away from the empty voids
that people call, their souls.
Recording a film with no tape,
talking to a woman you love, but not having the guts to tell her how you really feel
Jump my boy, like a jackrabbit, take my advice
tell her before she leaves
turns down the endless avenues of endless dark love
the trees grow taller, taller than you
and you sit there feeling away yourself die, missing out in life.
I cannot see you lose your love.
Say it, say it, Say it!!! Tell her! Tell her! Build the guts up!
Build up the courage, tell her how you feel. Take her by the hand and never say goodbye! Never say goodnight, stay with her till the flight comes in the morning
of the first rays of sun shine through your dorm room take her and love her!
Do not be like me, the jackrabbit! I see no happiness
Reading poetry it makes me sad,
to write of others falling in love and I never finding the one.
People tell me, you'll find yours, have hope
but I am a frightened little jackrabbit
who flees from sounds of deep emotions, not having courage to fall in love,
not building the guts up to tell her how I really feel.
She walks alone, I find my oppertunity and sing my love song
She smiles and moves on,
please tell me I cannot fight anymore.
All I have to say is Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye
I need a vacation
to go to some sandy beach on an island of love
and write and write and write, the same poetry that depresses me
but makes you all fall in love with words!
Fiction about love stories, please kiss me
Blue eyed death comes, plays a game of chess with me
I bet twenty, he bets my soul
Kiss me death, the only love I'll ever get,
besides my poet friends who kiss my ass
Listen to my heart, truely, I don't write of beauty
I write for the sorrow soul, the fleeing jackrabbit
running away from love.....


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Light To Dark

You think you’ve gone just far enough,

I could smile knowing you’ve gone far enough that you can’t go back again

You think you were careful but,

I’ve caught a glimpse of your true, wretched form

You think you can find a way into my good graces

I’ve seen what you are, monsters with a friendly costume

You can’t deceive me anymore and, I don’t consort with serpents

You think I’m a game to be played but, trust me, you could never win

Don’t underestimate me

You think I’m a joke but, trust me you won’t be laughing

You think I’m just talking myself up but, trust me, you’re the ones going down

My eyes took too long to adjust

Better late than never

It may take a monster to know one but, I promise my teeth are sharper than yours

My first reaction to the hideous revelation that was your form was to weep

Fall to my knees, maybe even wretch my heart from my chest and onto the carpet

Then I thought about the mess it would make

I decided the only blood that will spill, will be your own

I was not weak, but I had a weakness

A heart of soft gold stitched to my sleeve with care

No longer

Now my heart is a stone so heavy

I could kill at least two birds at once 

Being the nice guy is a thing of the past 

Thanks for freeing me of that softness

You thought I was all sunshine and delicate things

When really I had just been swallowing razor blades

Now that sun is setting and I hope you see it was you who were wrong

Can you feel my darkness coming, because it’s eager to hold you

If you thought I was the one who would just stand still or turn to run

Your gonna be the one with tired feet

I’m not sad anymore

Just sick with the plague of your lies

Contagious, and I’m looking for someone to kiss

Even angels can make themselves wicked

When we do, we take no prisoners

Still think I’m a game

This one is just beginning


Details | ABC | |

redeeming the time for the days are evil

IN THIS GENERATION, THE LEVEL OF EVIL HAS BECOME so RAMPANT that CHRISTIANITY IS ALMOST VACCANT.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY HAS BECOME A SHADOW, SO SHALLOW THAT IT’S ONLY DWINDLING ON THE BANKS OF FOG.
IN THIS GENERATION, CHRISTIANITY, JUST LIKE DIGNITY, VANITY AND VIRGINITY ARE NOW CONSIDERED AS INSANITY.
THERE IS NO SONG, NO QUESTION AND NO PEACE
BUT WHO IS TO BLAME?
FOR EVERYONE IS MAKING A STEP BACKWARDS AND SAYING AWE SINDINE!
WHAT THEN SHALL WE DO BECAUSE EVIL HAS STRIPPED ITS CURTAINS ON MANKIND AND???
THE MORALS AND VALUES THAT COMPLETES ONES HUMANNESS HAVE ALL BEEN LOST IN THE WILDERNESS. FURTHERMORE
THE TRAUMATIC AND SATANIC ACTS LIKE HUMAN DISCRIMINATION AND ELIMINATION THROUGH PREGNANCY TERMINATION HAVE BECOME A NORMAL ROUTINE OF THE DAY.

AS EARTHLY ANGELS, WE SHALL STRUGGLE TO KEEP OFF THE DIRTY ACTIVITIES THAT HAVE MUSHROOMED IN EVERY SOCIETY BECAUSE NOWADAYS, THERE indeed IS A VARIETY OF ANXIETY.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE ACCEPTED EVIL. THEY HAVE REJECTED CHRIST WHO, FOR THEIR SAKE, WAS SACRIFICED.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE HAVE DESERTED THEIR SAVIOUR. THEY HAVE EMBRACED THEIR EVIL BEHAVIOR.
NOWADAYS, PEOPLE FALL IN A SPIRITUAL WAR. THEY LACK FAITH AND THE DEVIL, FROM HIS BREATH POURS DEATH ON THIS EARTH WHICH HAS NO FAITH SO?
LETS US START: REDEEMING THE TIME FOR THE DAYS ARE EVIL!
INDEEED! THE END IS NEAR! THE BATTLE-FIELD IS ALREADY CLEAR! SO YOU MUST endure, PERSEVERE AND MUST HAVE NO FEAR BECAUSE ALL DAYS ARE NUMBERED!


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Power In His Blood

Our skin maybe different colors, but everyone's blood is red
Our hearts maybe different, they all pump the same color of blood
It is our life source, that kept us alive
God know this, as he knows every hair on our head
There is good and evil in this world, the same goes for blood
For some it will be their demise, the righteous will survive

I was raised on a cattle ranch in southern New Mexico
With droughts and hard times, we could not afford to lose many
From time to time, packs of wild dogs would kill our cattle
Not for the meat, just kill and go
But for the taste of blood, they cost a pretty penny
Not like coyotes that did it for something to eat, it was a battle

For the taste of blood, they will go mad
A narcotic to drive a drug addict insane
Nothing could quench the thirst, until they would kill
For the blood, can make a good dog  go bad
For all living creatures, drinking blood does something to the brain
It was not just a game or for the thrill

In years  past, I have investigated several cattle mutilations
In all  the evil things done, this one will always stay the same
Devil worshipers, will take the blood from a living calf
To them they are taking "the life force" in these situations
And always try to give someone else the blame
Many other things are done, this is not even half

They drink the blood in their satanic rituals for the power
With drugs to alter their minds,to Satan they chant and rave
The blood will determine their behavior
Of false thoughts that they will be victorious in the final hour
As it will take them all to their grave
We know that there is power in his blood, Jesus Christ, Our Savior


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Borrow Time

A question, a sentence all made since, My apologies indeed,1 to the 2,3…. Can you make time a map, A man a watch, watching it as a clock slide by, Dear fox. Go seek out a dinner for me perhaps a dinner for three, Cause what I could see was a family for me. Is there no good or bad or have you seen no evil to know what it is sad, Settling for less if not the reason why this pen flows, At five o’clock in the morning just after I take a ride down to the coast, I began to catch a feast is it time for lunch with a breeze? , Please just read. But I took the road not taken, And like Robert Frost it was a demon I seen; in me. A lyrical poem with many different poets all in one, a rust diamond if this still is not gem, site the beach, for more discrete. I remember a famous rapper say don’t read too deep into my rhyms, I said to myself I know the feeling too well to be speechless to dine in and be sleepless, This is not the white house but the light is on in this house, all the time. This is the saddest thing to try to reason as I am floating in and out of consciousness , In a lumpy bed watching the clock, skip a beat at five o’clock in the morning, What a treat, And surgery of all things staying awake listening to everescence, Thinking to myself how this would sound better if it was duet with some R&B. I went across the street seen the Raven but still believe in heaven, And as I was waiting patiently a Rose grow from concrete, How long would it grow until the end of the road I think still, and blink. If you knew would you still search if you knew? Could you paint a picture of the life after death only if you knew. Can you get the greeting, and I mean all is well tell this to the Senate, This meaning is too far-fetched to reason. Like my favorite Poet John Milton my favorite poet without any QUSTION, That a book tells two side to a tale, why not witness? By just listening, Question! ! ! The life of a SENTENCE! ! ! It still makes sense somehow more or less than other. I blinked again knowing the content of his meaning, And arose from sleep just as a whisper in the night, And repeated repented as needed the questions, Indeed to answer all too well, Being five o’clock in the morning it was a question, A sentence it all makes sense, One to the two, three…… I sleep with a pen but I sleep with sword! ! ! ! ...


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The Soft Spot----in my wicked heart----

You are my princess, my fairy tail, your my future queen.
You are the only thing in my future from what I have seen.
You are royality to me, and I litterally have the blood of kings.
I would even set you up in a real castle if you wanted it to be your dwellings.

I love you/everything about you, the pleasure and peace you bring,
how my heart hurts when i know you must go, how it uplifts when my phone begins to ring.
You are my morning thought, and my fading dream.
For you I would commit an onslaught, without you I come apart at the seams.

You are a petal, from a rose, 
A sexy model, striking a pose.
My eyes for you never depart, my lust for you always grows.
I would never give you up. You are the one I love and chose.

You are so beautiful, in my eyes you are jewels, you are gold.
I need you, in my heart and in my arms, you I would forever hold.
I want to confess your love, shout it from roof tops, ever so bold.
You are the one I want, to grow deeper in love with, as we get old.

This is for you Dana~Lynn,
For you I would commit every sin.
I would do it with a smile, a smirk, or a evil grin.
Let me be your yang, and I want you to be my yin.
Our love is just at the start, and yet I feel it has always been.
I would cliff dive for you, even throw in a double backspin
You are my high, you are my drug, with you I feel like I drank a bottle of Gin.
It is the vodoo that you do so well that conjurred me to be your evil jinn.

I love you Dana-Lynn Smith. Forever yours, Jesse Devile.


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A Hospital Stay - Part VI

                                                                   6.

                                                   Miracles and Miseries

The world resolved itself back into focus
As I lay amid the swarm of monitors
Still gulping the sword that brought me breath.

The worst now past
Many small miseries remained,
Chief among them the continuing mystery
Of my flooded, struggling lungs.

Finally I breathe well enough for the sword to be removed,
But the tests go on and on
The birth of each day bearing forth
Its own fresh indignity.

They give up guessing and haul me down again
To be opened anew and read for signs.

On the day this is done
The invisible agents of death outside
Decide to mock their pursuers
By leaving a tarot card at that day's shooting site.

They chose the Death card, of course
Revealing how little those 
Who choose to play God games really know
About the mystical.

Dreaming of omnipotence through dealing death
The unseen assassins miss their own meaning;
For this card signals change, the ending of present things.
They have unwittingly declared their game will soon be over,
Predicting their own demise.

Meanwhile the doctors make their own spread of me
And come up blank again.

     Once more I return to I.C.U.,
     Held together with staples.

     Once more the little agonies ensue:
     The sitting, the turning, the testing.

By night they come for my blood.
By day they come for  tests.
Always, in the background, the quiet moanings
Of we, the damned, condemned to medical Limbo
Roll on with the blind passage of hours and days.

     The English nurse comes, all brightness and bubble
     To heave my fragile self about;
     She's a welcome break in the monotony
     As my sustainers come and go.

Again the busy bedside conferences
And again the final admission
That all their probings have led down blind alleys.

A last-ditch effort is finally proposed:
Direct drainage of the drowning lungs.
To them this seems as a grasping at straws,
But to me it seems the one sensible solution,
And I look forward to it eagerly.
My inner mantra of "This too shall pass"
Is wearing thin.

Like a Christian martyr of old,
They pierce my back with their lance,
And the sea within that is drowning me
Finds its way out.

As the noxious waters within rush out,
Air surges into my grateful lungs.
From this moment, recovery becomes the new reality.

As I recover,
Indiscretion leads to capture 
Of the unseen terrormakers.

To the astonishment of all, 
They prove to be a dignified looking black man
And his enthralled protege' -
No prior convictions, no history of trouble 
Attached to them at all.

This is how our modern Destroyers come calling.
Well dressed, well spoken models of propriety.


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Salt Water

A thing so paradoxical desire;
So all encompassing it’s grasp;
A curse of eternal thirst- 
Though we are drowning.
Hands desperately scratching for a life raft
That is secretly made of the same water we drown in.
So we continue our daily floundering
Chasing a trail of crumbs we call “Hope”


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Endless Time (Part I)

Delicately it came rapping upon my front door
while I laid down to rest that cold dark night
quietly at first then heavy pounding, pounding.
An unfamiliar visitor stood waiting for entrance
yet even now I know not why I cowered in fear.
Ominous fingers of foreboding seized my soul
as I prayed the unwelcome guest would depart,
even as thunderous pounding, pounding persisted.

Minutes lingered and grew into sleepless hours
when I arose from my bed nigh three in the morn
tumultuous pounding, pounding refusing to end
I flung the door open wide to bark my displeasure
but was met by a sinister figure upright before me
clothed in drab hooded robe, face hidden from view
in left hand held a scythe, wood and gleaming steel 
A voice, more a moan, commands, “It is time to go.”

“What evil has come to my door?” I questioned.
“I am neither evil nor good,” the specter replied.
“I am -- nothing more nothing less, Death be my name.”
The scythe quickly raised to inflict one fatal blow
I shouted “Wait for one moment, won’t you come in?”
Arced high at its peak, sharp glimmering blade paused
‘til lowered slowly, butt resting again on the floor.
The wraith glided slowly across the narrow threshold.

I offered Death a seat and a drink, only the seat taken. 
An aged brandy I sipped while we chatted ‘til dawn,
me learning about death as Death learned about life.
Death: neither man nor woman, lacking heart or soul,
feels not emotions of pleasure or grief or hope or despair,
yet simply exists, for without life death cannot be.
So with new knowledge of Death, a covenant I made.
Not ready to leave, in this mortal world I chose to remain.


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You Almost Fit

You almost fit with harmony,
But almost would be the death of me,
You came real close to complimenting my space,
But real close would leave me in an empty place,
The puzzle piece I can no longer wedge,
I made my vow and said my pledge,
Later on deep regret would follow,
And once again I'd become hollow,
You almost fit with ecstasy,
But almost would be the death of me.

By: Sabina Nicole


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I Knew Someone Who Wanted to End It All

I Knew Someone Who Was Ready to “End It All!” I knew of someone who just wanted “to end it.” Giving up on life, and did not want to “defend it.” It was a heart wrenching and difficult situation. He said what he wanted to, with no explanation! I could see his face and the sad look in his eyes! What he was going to do next, was anyone’s surprise. He turned to drugs and encountered addictions. With this brought much disease and afflictions! He gave up on the wonderful family that was given. And turned to a pretty wild and crazy way of livin’! I told him about a God who loves him very deeply. As he listened, he began to grow restless and weary. I reached for his hand and began to pray for God’s power! It was a miracle! The blood of Jesus changed him that hour! The spirit of God brought healing and hope to his body! He was so excited! He rushed out to tell everybody! The “end” that he wanted, seemed to just fade away! For the son of the living God, changed him this day! The glory of God, and the power of Jesus’ resurrection… Changed him! And got him going in a NEW direction! He’s so thankful for the blood of Christ’ atonement! And is a different person now, because of that moment! This same Jesus loves and can do the same for YOU! Through the problems of life… He will see you through! By Jim Pemberton


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The Hunter

You speak to me of Reason? 
this night of celebration
when there are many people about
laughing and stumbling
around the Bonfire.

no.
speak of Reason to them.
as for me, 
i wait in the Shadows.
there is much work to do.


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Scars Left Behind

Fear, Terror, Agony then darkness
This night I will never forget 
You ruined my life, you hurt me so bad
You left my life in ruins; you bruised me black and blue
Now I hate you with a vengeance, because you 
Chose to sexually assault me on this very night
Your strength to great, your body so large,
I could not move an inch, I was pinned down hard.

Ripped blouse, skirt torn, no buttons left on at all
Begging you to stop you just went on telling me to shut up
Your evil sperm had entered into my body so pure
Without listening to my pleas, you ignored my cries of pain
You had one thing on your mind, to get inside of me.
I prayed to God give me strength to get me through that night.
After you had done your worst, and glared as if you’d won
You drove me home after that, nothing was said again.


I’d hoped that some way, someday that you would be hurt back
Or maybe even worse, because of what you did to me 
Would forever be a reminder of the agony I felt that night.
Feeling sick after a few weeks, the Doctor told me the worst
I was eight weeks along, he expected me to be pleased, 
As he consoled me, I sobbed out my sad tale about that night
He'd told me to  report you, I said,” I can’t do that he’s my boss.
He’d say that it was consensual and deny it, if I said a thing.”
 
Now you know why I hate this man so much
He stole my innocence before I was ready to let it go
I hope someday that he will pay for this hateful evil thing
I pray by now that he has paid for all my pain and grief.
If someone had the misfortune of having this same fate
My heart goes out to all of you, for all the men you must hate
Hopefully by now your wounds are healed or healing has begun
In addition, you’re filling your life like me now, with lots of love and fun.

By Beauty28


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A Messanger From Hell

I am sitting in my light brown leather reclining chair
after a strenuous day at my office glad to be home
no more stress no wife just my dog Bandit at my side
I'm holding in my right hand  my favorite relaxing drink
a single malt scotch on cracked ice with a twist of lemon

as I was about  to close my eyes just a little past seven
counting the blessings in my life from heaven
then out of the unexpected blue everything changed
never I mean never to be the same again
or maybe I was just going insane

out of the corner of my right eye
what I saw oh God what I saw was something that really 
scared the hell out of me 
as the hairs on the back of my neck stood straight up
and my flesh turned cold

a man dressed all in black and red
with a haunting evil look in his coal black eyes 
I believed he was from the dead
stepped right through a solid wall made of brick an stone
and stood there looking around the room

then looked right through me as though I wasn't there
my dog bandit backed up in fright and hid behind the chair
making noises like I never heard him make before
as my goose bumbled flesh turned cold as ice
I sat paralyzed could not move from my light brown leather reclining chair

then he smiled a shark like pointed toothy grin 
as he placed his gaze my way
and pointed a long gray boney finger right at me
the only sound that I could hear was the beating of my own heart
as though it was going to tare my chest apart

then he spoke in a low evil raspy voice and said
I'll be awaiting you on the other side

then he turned to leave the room
the way he entered by stepping right through a solid wall
made of brick an stone
now I sit here all alone wondering and shaking 
what the hell just happend to me

is there something in my life that I must change 
my life do I have to rearrange 
I do not want to meet that messenger from hell on the other side

this is not a tale I tell
for you may think I'm crazy as hell
but I believe in what I saw
I was visited by a messenger from hell

if there is a lesson to be learned from my story
look into your life and change what will make it right
to travel into the light 
to heaven not hell
when your time ends upon this earth


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ABOUT ALLAH AND GOD

Poems about Allah
In The Name Of Allah
I seek Allah’s protection
Praise be to Allah
The lord of the world
The beneficent, the merciful.
The master of the Day of Judgment,
You do we worship and thine aid we seek,
Guide us to the straight path.
The path of those you have favored,
And not of those against whom you are wrathful,
Nor of those who have gone astray.
His relation with creatures
Many of his creatures are creative.

Known and unknown of varies
In different continent and undiscovered continent
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special of his creatures on earth
Man feeling healthy and happy all time 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special creatures with special talents
Creating and inventing new things
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Was saying in cradle
 I dear not worship thee and dear not,
I dear not satisfy thee and I also dear not
Bunch of lies at a stage. 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord.

Creator looked and warned
Special creatures then shivered,
Echo of shouting and screaming
Then forgiveness was given
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Creature said, Marvelous, thy Lord is Perfect
And all praises and worship are due to him.

Praises
There is no god but He, the living,
The everlasting, slumber touches Him not, nor sleep.
To him belongs all that is in the heavens and on
The earth. Who is there to intercede with Him,
Save by his permission. He knows that before and after them,
And they comprehend nothing of His knowledge,

Save by such as he wishes.
His throne comprises the heavens and the earth.
The preserving of them oppresses Him not.
He is the Most High, the supreme (in glory)
Let there be no compulsion in religion:
Truth stands out clear from error:
Whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah has
Gasped the most trustworthy handhold, that
Never breaks. And Allah heareth and knoweth all things.
Allah is the protector of those who have faith: 
From the depths of darkness He will lead them forth into light.
Of those who reject faith the patrons are the evil ones:
From light they will lead them forth into depths of darkness. 

They will be companions of the fire to dwell therein (forever).
All praise is due to Him, who has bestowed upon me, 
Behold, my Sustainer hears indeed all prayer.
Your Duties to Him 
My passionate to him is to worship him
There is no partner or a competitor
I feel my life is to him
My life feels I should be to him, the able
Worship and gives him all he is due to:
And praises his name all the time
Mighty in all his names:
He the beneficent, pray


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GLUTTONY

Greed sways motionless
It plummets into the valley of worthless  
Is it immoral stealing 
It does obliterate opportunity
Selflessness is a river of unbreakable unity 
It jeopardizes our freedom,
A determination that makes you fearlessly overcome
It is destroying our hope
So now how can we cope
Corrupting all the goods, food, money,
Wealth doesn't come swiftly
So much evil never leads to a good act
Now there are so few haves
Leaving the world with have not
Ask yourself how did hell get so hot ?
That makes these things an addiction
It macerates beyond recognition
It chastise you even beyond death
So help someone less fortunate why there is still time left
Innovative an unbeatable peace; between man and the surplus environment
Cheerfully uniting you with your rudiments

Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practice wicked works with men that work iniquity: 
and let me not eat of their dainties. Punishment of. 
Psalms 141:4

Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's need, but not every man's greed.
Mahatma Gandhi 


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An evil one again

        An evil one..
Not to go with soft referred as despotic rules are just.
Nothing quite defected if nothing softly despotic. They are nasty nice.
Some sublime ways are better empathy hearts. List to mores and law as made may then be good. Common all are simple normal looks. What is good? Are we right.
What is evil all are self that like then project to other.  .
Someways also some how must be thives to get and punished the thives.
Eyes with beams or eyes with sticks are all not keen or better eyes. Always supposing then always are greedy human natures that are egos. Certain ethics bear by natures. Empathy natures see a while between human creatures and other creatures. Empathy come as something sexy calls to please or beg the other in the very first. However you can learn and go sublimed and go to charity one by self. Certain worse than wrong are evil doing just with natures acquire by all of us as human being.
Freak to have control those all seemingly flexible also feeble are emperorship. Mostly they selected for always be self. Wealth to him and life to him and mostly better stuffs for him is so. Tribes and taboo can be right or can be wrong. By the ways for all of them are some projected from human natures then also culture.
Equality ways for men and girls are right.
Culture also traditional rites may influence life and wills of us.
Good or evil can inherently bear.. Passing genes have identities come with qualities. However what about our culture interference us and some are conventions. However those are come by tokenism reasons.
Some did mention names of Sigmund FREUD. Then our natures just as instincts all are some inflected with our sub-consciences. Some against the taboos which we have evils then there are some behaviors bad.
Most can be evils only with our themes of sexes or greedy egos. 
-----------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------                 
      


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I

I am but a man
I am not an evil man
But I am an angry man
I am mad at the world for the way it is
For what it does to us and each other
I am mad there is no justice
At least none that I see
I am mad at the world
For what it has done to me
I am mad at myself
For what I have become, because of the world
I am not an evil man
But I am a mad man
I am angry at my weakness
Powerless to stop it all
I am just one who understands
That this is all wrong
And very far from right
I am but one
Quickly losing sight
I am not an evil man
But an angry man looking toward the light
Hoping, dreaming, wishing, praying………………….
I just want things right
Is all I’m saying
Loving, laughing, playing, living…………………….
The simple joy in random giving
Holding, hugging, kissing, sharing………………….
Is all part of our natural caring
We are a race
Who are in a race……………of survival
I am not an evil man
I am just angry at the way we treat each other
Because were all we’ve got

Eric (and sometimes not)


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Unfinish

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”


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Behind These Eyes

Behind These Eyes…

Behind these eyes
What evil lurks,
What beauty skirts the edges of my mind?
Hand in hand with such subtlety
And gale force wind
Trapped for just one moment in time
Within the eye of this storm…

Capture the moment
Freeze frame on the screen
Photographed in still life 
And yet it’s fading like a dream

Time draws its own conclusions
Not much matters for you or I
Good intent has always led to hell
Truth nothing more than a well wrapped lie

Behind these eyes
What evil lurks,
What beauty skirts the edges of my mind?
Hand in hand with such subtlety
And gale force wind
I’m trapped within the eye of this storm…

I can’t let go of the image
Its grip is deep under my skin
And the path to the truth is so elusive
That I don’t know where to begin
Should I follow my head? 
Walk the straight and narrow
Or follow my heart
The direct line to the archer’s arrow

Behind these eyes
What evil lurks,
What beauty skirts the edges of my mind…





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Are You Handcuffed By Sin

Are You “Handcuffed” to Sin?

Many lives have been handcuffed by sin!
They’re in a struggle, but they’ll never win!

So many are facing life changing addictions…
And bring into their lives
unneeded afflictions!

The shackles of sin have held them as a slave.
Their soul, for sin’s dominion,
is what they gave!

Many have cried; “Lord, why did I do it?”
They were given a chance in life, but blew it!

Jesus stands knocking at your heart’s door!
He brings true love and freedom! 
 And much more!

The handcuffs of sin,
 can be removed in an instant!
Won’t you give Jesus your life?
And a total commitment?

He can bring hope and a life
 changing restoration.
Through Christ, you can be
 a brand new creation!

He can do right now, what no other
 power can do!
The choice is yours!  What will you do?

By Jim Pemberton   01/23/14


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Emotional Hole

I did not find myself to be so important
So I ask my friends do I seem distant?
When I ask the question I had received an answer, Yes
So I think that made it clear that I had been not the best
I am a friend of a friend that talks so many things
That friend talks to much it is insane and insanity it brings
I do care, about my friends they are all good people
They tend to stand on their high steeple 
Today I find myself not so aware
Disbanding my fear of regret and care
Walking many different paths I see that I have found holes
It is the path that people choose to use to fuel their rage with coals
Coals are partially burnt wood or fossils a piece of fuel
It is the source of burden and fire a rage of emotions that stands cruel
It can be warm and caring, but it also can be baring
I just start to feel so low, below the ground I keep on staring
I reach for my friends so many times I feel so ignorant at times
Just once I feel I should not rely on them when feeling I can not find 
I dig my hole deeper and I can not climb out
For some reason I am just full of doubt
I care about so many things and what I have is confusion
One person should be all I should think about to get out of that illusion
My battle in my heart and mind is not at all so pleasant
I feel so alone in an island that is shaped like a crescent
My emotions is like coinciding with a diameter of the semicircle
Not a full emotion that is complete like a circle
My feelings is circular full of incomplete thoughts, so much deeper
I feel it will wake up my evil half a evil soul that is a sleeper
What question should I ask myself? to believe that I am not so alone
As I feel like a person who is deteriorating to the bone
I ask my friends the same question once again
I figure I should do it, to know what kind of feelings I should end
So many thoughts that come out of my feeling
I feel like my friends take, an emotional trauma of stealing
They ask me questions and I answer theirs
But when I need mine answered I feel burning inside like a flare
Are they even friends when they do not take me serious in anyway
Just put me in my hole cause I feel nothing in their will be getting in my way
It's just so simple to answer someones problem
I answer friends with beauty of a rose, but when they answer mine I get the stem
I know the stem is very important in life, with out it how can a rose be a rose
With a hole to put the root and stem in how can it grow
The words we speak I guess is like all natural things we reap and sow


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Repeat

This is a collaboration I had been working on with a friend a while back. We might change the title. Her name is Rebecca Larkin. She started the poem with the first line and from there we switched back and forth. Wrote it at the beginning of the year sometime; forgot to date it, oops! Anyway, enjoy! ------------------------------------ Like dust in the wind, we are doomed to repeat ourselves Mingling past with present, we collect on the grimy shelves Of past’s hard keep, falling on repeat We gain from the pain and strange bittersweet Taking in the reality-split dreams The etching pangs of truth bursting at the seams With every glistening drop of clarity We engorge on the reliefs of now—a rarity Thoughts pool in a sludge of black, gleaming like oiled silk Denials spread like fires; saturated, we bilk Pain and tragedy strike their resonating, dissonant chords A darkness and sadness we can only desperately afford Pain. . .strife. . .repetitious like a swinging pendulum Achingly perfected rhythms gainst the beating death drum Slivers of silvery hope shine through darkened clouds Only to be covered again in menacing, smoky shrouds Faith is left dying in a pit of despair As the rest of emotion looms helpless in the air. . . Nothing seems fulfilling anymore The replay button fools my mind and cuts me to the core Round and round it goes again like the jagged tick of a clock Striving for purpose—screaming for love to find the lock But only silence escapes, beneath the skin torn lips- nothing remains The aftermath of quietude aches, scraping against endless pains hope falls away into a deplorable state; waiting—hoping—for resurrection And the painful power of truth is forced to gaze at its reflection Questioning whatever has happened to faith and belief? And why are the cliffs of sorrow so steep? Like settling dust we merge our present with the past Leaving the future on the shelf—too empty—too vast Squandering the sand of time with nothing left, nothing left


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Beliefs

All beliefs are based upon same precedent.
Good and evil battle until end is near.
Mankind is always ever so negligent.
Split between each person is true faith and fear.
Good shall overcome evil this we all know.
Humankind will always have their choice to show.
Good will never destroy good, this we know true.
Evil destroys evil; that is what they do.



Written for


Sponsor Dr.Ram Mehta 
Contest Name Rispetto 


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Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 2

Have no fellowship with unfruitful dark                                                                         black moors cold zephyr for now truth does spark                                                            a fire within the heart run far black dogs                                                                       truth defeats feeds seething flesh to the hogs                                                               Lord punishes high ones coven’s of death                                                                        trumpet of God host angels with one breath                                                                    though they all gather for the last battle                                                                       shiver satan for your own death rattles                                                                             it will not stand serpents cast into fire                                                                        Liars bewitch death’s end a molten mire                                                                           So beware their snares the child only sleeps                                                                     those who mutter and peep your sorceries keep                                                               as for me I know you have no keys so cry                                                                      my King cometh God’s Word upon his thigh           -     Based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death


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Jesus Took the Garbage Out Of My Life

There was garbage in my life,
 that God said would destroy me!
I tried to tell others about this, 
but they wouldn’t believe me!

God clearly spoke to me about some
 garbage I hung on to.
He told me to let go of it… 
 But I didn’t want to!

I was a follower of Jesus Christ…  Or so I thought!
Irregardless of the garbage in my life
 that I had brought!

Soon, this garbage began to bring
 my spiritual life down!
As I was being “pulled in,”
 by the garbage all around!

I could begin to see just what was happening to me!
I needed Jesus to come!  And set me free!

He came!  His cleansing power was soon applied.
He took my garbage, and helped me to be satisfied!

I need to be content, with what God has given!
If I want to enjoy a life that’s 
cleansed and forgiven!

There’s much more to life, that I can clearly gain.
It starts with a life that is serving Jesus’ name!

Won’t you allow Jesus to take your garbage out?
And find out what true life is really all about!

By Jim Pemberton  11/25/13


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Cheer and Root Hong kong Donald JUNG

   Cheer and root is DONALD JUHG. 
Act a way in open also other evil schemes in secret.
Overt does or convert acts are china tyrants ’contacts.
Hong Kong china commie teacher pets might beg for china tyrants blesses. 
HONG–KONG-Donald Jung knows a group of HONG KONG dirty noble mutually. What are fringe benefits then? Come and gather together must be some really service for Donald JUNG. Take a seat for private air plane. Take a cruise to cruise with the private one those cruises belong to Hong Kong nabobs.
Feign to acts in ways but make the real confer and moves in other. Does JUNG YIN KUNG HONG Kong ex-C.E.O Donald JUNG pay the traffic fares?
Donald JUNG did kick his followers upstairs.
Ways beside this there are nepotism earn their life as hireling men. Those are yes are kowtow men. They are franking stamps. They are cliques for governing however all are yes and snobbish men. Their worse in self is evil wills 
So inferior complex does for their making evil minds as their evil natures take always.
Greedy Donald JUNG cheer and root for china commie tyrants. Once Donald Jung is HONG KOJNG chief executive officer just might always look for fringe benefit among those Hong Kong nabobs just to make him wealthy.
Donald JUNG repulsive behaviors all will twist our facts. 
Oracle saints may need those men to clean our donkey back.
So please me and I keep my voices quiet.
China IX JANGPING also HONG KONG leader teams should they know as how to clean my donkey back.
Ranks of moneys really smell but I will take the favor also remain clean. I love money mints. Give me most then I might keep quiet. Are there hush moneys?
Donald JUNG onto ways to come and match or map to evil domain just as cunning china is purer commie henchman. 
China ways are worse of lethal hells that hide or hire. Hireling men will have political powers so are snobbish.
Hireling men will earn and keep their better life in some.
-------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3-------------------------


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Repent For All Your Sin

" Repent For All Your Sin "

So many people just drifting through life
seem totally complaisant day by day
unaware nor bothered by the high crime
condoning this evil with no words to say.

Giving no thought towards anyones future
not even paying attention to the ticking time
simply drifting through life as a conformist
a poor choice of living life and its not mine.

For you life is passing by very smooth
and you really have pretty good health
each day some struggle just to survive
having no chances of gaining some wealth.

You seek and look for deals of comfort
only willing to spend much less as you try
wanting to keep up with all the others
who do lots more than just getting by.

Ignoring to help out your next door neighbor
whenever they may have a sudden need
you don't do good things for any others
this has never been taught as your deed.

Whatever this life has handed to you
you have never ever done your very best
you do not really care nor even think
about the passing of your final test.

I am totally certain that you are aware
our heavenly father really knows you well
I also know that you may have heard
of the evil place that most call hell.

If you would pick up and read a bible
seeing these statements are both correct
God gives his love to one and to all
even all those that always neglect.

God has said through his meaningful words
the penalty for sin is the devils death
your reward for evil is a fiery hell
when you will take your very last breath.

Our forgiving god had sent his son
to help and change ones destiny
he paid for our sins through his death
to help us sinners all become free.

This is what you will need to do
Repent For All Your Sin
let Jesus come inside of your heart
and cleanse your soul within.

This message here I write for you
is to help keep you out of hell
I want you standing right next to me
in heaven where we'll always dwell...

Penned By MPK

Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion...

Quote: The Best And Most Beautiful Thing In The World Can’t Be Seen Or Touched.
It Must Be Felt With Your Heart...


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Where Evil Souls Should Go

(12/08/2011)

This is where evil souls should go
No fresh air to breathe
No fresh meat to eat
Dust and junk they will feed with

This is where evil souls should go
No angel to caress their sad
No wind to breeze their sweat
Only lost immortals crying for death

This is where evil souls should go
Not this world! They’ve made it low
Unfair is still what life will throw


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The River

I stand here at the edge of the field
Looking and wondering when the water will yield
As I watch the water flow out of sight
I simply wonder what happens at night
You see the river is similar to our life
It has its shares of peace and strife 
It is not a straight road that is followed
Parts of it high, others hollowed
It starts out straight then slowly changes
As human emotion that has many ranges
Then all of a sudden it starts to turn
As friends disrespect us and leave us burned
It is filled with things both evil and good
As us good ones who swear they are hood
But all along the riverbed flowers stand nice
To make it look pretty and add some spice
The flowers are there to live off the water
As an evil friend standing with your son or daughter 
They make us think they are here for us
But when bad things happen we're first under the bus
No one really sees past the horizon
Whether it is being drunk by deer or bison
We can only see life as far as our hand reaches
Always remember it is not always sun and beaches
God has a plan for each of our lives
Even when it looks like we're headed for a dive
As the river flows not knowing where it's going
Just hand your life over to the all knowing


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The Scene Of The World Is Changing


The World is not a happy place people don't care about others
they just want to have their own space.

The World itself is a beautiful place but it is the human race that brings
shame and disgrace to the world as they have caused much harm and 
destruction and the world is now in sore straits one too deep to contemplate
of the terrible state it is now in.

What is the Solution to the Dilema, well from a human standpoint the answer seems
bleak as humans can only do so much and we are fraile and weak, so then who else can
we seek for guidance? 

It would have to be a Source more powerful than anyother the 
Creator and our Heavenly Father Jehovah  in the heavens above who is the Personification of Love.  
He is soon to take action into human affairs to show and prove just how much he really cares  for all.

 He will destroy the Source of evil which is the enemy Satan the devil which his name meansresister, he is ruling at present it all stems back to the beginning in The Garden of Eden.

He knows he is nearing his end, although he may pretend  that he has forever but he is causing the damage and evil acts, as the whole world is lying in the power of the wicked one, so from this we need to take action ourselves and regain our spiritual health instead of pursuing the materials, prestige and wealth.

Take to heart this warning and sound advice as there is a hope for the future that enables us to cope.

There is a new world that awaits all righteous ones here on Earth that God has promised to kindly give in order to make us happy to live, there will be peace and happiness all around and not an evil person n sight,  

we will grow to perfection and live forever, welcoming back our dead loved ones in the grand ressurection that we eagerly look forward to, so this may all seem like some made up dream but believe me 

it is real and is comming true as all these what's happening in the world today are fullfilling Bible prophecy so when in distress turn to the one knows you Best and learn the Truths from God's Word, and you can have a happier life now and in the future you will not have to fear or dread as there is a hope instead even bringing back
the dead.


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AND THATS THE WAY IT IS

Sonnet:And That's The Way It Is Since you know,you're just deeply in debt But there's nothing more you can do nor get! Deep thoughts irk your head-woes you can't bear! 'Tis the reason you're moaning in your chair! Holding down your breath, knowing you're in debt, 'Tis not fun at all,got your feet quite wet, And makes it bad for you, without a doubt, ‘Cause duties you'd never really met And now you're just reaping what you had sow, Keep your hoe down- prepare what you can plow, Since you know,you're just deeply in debt, But there's nothing more you can do nor get! Deep thoughts irk your head- woes you can't bear! 'Tis the reason you're moaning in your chair! Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 aka ladylove copyright@2007 December,05,2014


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The Preaching of the Gospel ls An Offense to the Lost

The Preaching of the Gospel Is An Offense!

Scripture says the preaching of the gospel,
 is an offense to the lost.
Christ’ followers should share HIS news!  No matter the cost!

It seems like many in church are walking in a spirit of fear.
Many would just rather live a life that’s “happy and secure.”

“Why tell others of God’s salvation?”  This may offend!
Why, it may even cost them to lose one of their “friends!”

Many don’t know enough of God’s word to share to another.
They have a hard enough time loving
their sister or brother!

God help us!  For the many who 
Who claim to be Christ’ believers!
Many have listened to the lies of the great deceiver!

Rather than being the person to preach the gospel this hour…
Many don’t seek the Lord’s wisdom,
 strength or power!

Ball games seem to have replaced a need for prayer…
Why witness to the lost?  Is there anyone who cares?

It’s no wonder why we live in a confused generation.
As many families don’t have Jesus as their foundation!

The gospel of Jesus Christ is the best news around!
It needs to be spread to every city, village and town!

May we all be stirred to preach the good news today!
And be stirred with the words that Christ has to say!

Whosoever will, come and drink of the life he gives!
And live by HIS gospel!  Each day that we live!

By Jim Pemberton  09/18/13


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PEACE

Basking in the sun on a warm summer day
Closing your eyes and drifting away
The day melts into a web of thought as the moon gently masks the sun

Spiraling downward towards the menacing dark
You search your soul for that life giving spark
A hope of love to guide the way to your childhood fun

As the stars move in to greet the moon 
Your inner peace rises to croon
A lullaby to sooth the soul and heart

All negative thoughts scream as they pass by
You’re in control of this wayward ride
Keep humming for your destination isn’t far

How much you desire to live this life of peace
A wish upon a star, some hope, to please
that wondering mind so full of discontent and hate

You hear and see a familiar face
It’s you at age ten just hiding away
in the dark and alone begging to be saved

You reach out to the boy to embrace him
The two of you become one again
Exhilarating this must feel to know you are one

The light behind you shines to show the way
You peacefully walk towards the light with no desire to stay
in this dark and disgusting web that the evil of your mind has spun

You greet the morning sun with love
You gaze upon the sky above
searching the heavens for God’s glory

The skies don’t open as you sit and pray
But a tingling in your heart gives way
to the feeling of peace ending so much pain to your story

This may happen to you my friend
A feeling of loving thyself that never ends
So open your heart and let the blissful peace take over your fear

It won’t be easy to block the evil and negative thoughts
But the alternative is to allow it to fester and rot
Within your heart and soul you can hear the screams come near


So, steer from this evil place you call home my friend
And accept the love, peace, and hope that never ends
It’s your world to conquer not the iniquity of pain!




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Sicklied Breezes

Here comes that familiar breeze again Emptied of hope, it always returns to refill Some other abandoned soul A soul that delves deep into my own, Drifting in an almost shameful stance Festered ignorance, time, and thought Resting under the wing of frightened hope It is cool, like any ordinary breeze It pleases all that feel it, save I For I know it longs to take all that I have In one…single… swoosh You overlooked demon! Why are you so gentle? Why must you manifest in sorrow and woe? Sleeping in the convent of my soul As others praise you and thank you You take me under tow Forever more, lost in this sicklied growth With a silent tune of rests within notes I remain where the breath is taken I remain your host The breeze grows painstakingly warm Filling all with passions unfolding Each soul finds its home Leaving me alone with a soul untold Always awake and crawling… and screaming Bold, all-knowing and thoughtless Wingless, tainted…filled with dread It is warm and hated by all that behold it And I grasp it, and hate it, and LOVE IT For it takes nothing and gives me all In multitudinous shrouds Beloved angel—why do you burn me so… Leading me into your sick embraces As others curse to your face You forever release in me A despairing freedom that I know longer wish for The melody caught—no room to breathe Harmony caked with ignorance does seethe For all no longer see… I was always the caller


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The Black Abyss

Sinking in deeper,
No way to escape,
The dark and scary Reaper,
Fore told in the Book of Life.

Is this my end?
Will I ever see the light of day again?
No. My wounds, I must mend.
I must find my strength.

Stand my ground,
Face my fears.
Only then will my voice be found
I must survive.

Break the suffocating chains,
Run from the darkness.
Power will fill my veins.
I will Fight!

Fight the painful names,
The horrid memories,
The demented games 
And escape My Black Abyss.


Details | Ballad | |

Ode rise of poetry death of the owl king part 1

Never make deals with devils or run from them                                                               fight tooth and nail strike the root kill the stem                                                              who rides Dark wooden trails poet’s wild hunt                                                           crossing paths light shatter the cold front                                                                        riding a goat, great red beard with goat's hooves                                                          evil’s king many cloven slippers behooves                                                                      storm of lies hold truth as bosom’s bride                                                                        showing as angel of light but death hides                                                               Beneath the willows of time in alder realms                                                                dark past under the flowering wicker’s elm                                                                    night rituals try to reclaim what is not theirs                                                              hounds run devil-may-care Harlequins dare                                                                   krampus jolly olé nick Binding birch whip                                                                       eight legged lies bloody tongue does drip                                                                        *                                                                   -  based upon Erlking, Der Erlkönig and his supernatural death 


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Vengeance is Mine

Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
A statement I'm sure we've all heard at one time 
Also a very tough one to deal with 
Vengeance is not ours according to the Bible 
It's left to faith 
It's left to the belief that the horrific crimes of others will be dealt with 
I, myself have a hard time with it 
I have no choice but to follow it 
Even if I don't agree with it 
I would like to believe that evil will be dealt with 
Or is currently being dealt with on some spiritual level 
I would feel better If I knew the outcome of the vengeance 
If I could see the result 
See the "check" being paid as it were 
I am having trouble not seeing murderers get what is coming to them 
I can live without killing them
I can deal with them being locked up for life 
But I want something more than that...........................
Say..........
Hard labor?
Daily torture?
Public caning?
Castration?
All of the above?
Prison is no longer a viable deterrent for the horrific crimes that occur 
Every year we as a species seem to find new and more grisly ways to murder each other 
What will this year bring?
What will be this year’s most shocking death? 
And who will bring it?
The kids?
They seem to be the latest thing in absolute shocking carnage 
Or maybe this will be the year of the female 
They have been lacking in the body count of 2009 
Maybe this will be their year 
I wonder 
Do you even really care?
Thou shalt not kill 
It seems that statement has fallen upon deaf ears for quite a long time 
You know.............
If we as a people didn't have religion 
Evil wouldn't stand a chance 
The sense of right and wrong 
Would destroy the evil of man without a thought 
If you knew you could destroy an evil person and not pay religious consequences would you?
Of course you would 
As most of us would 
There is no remorse for doing good deeds 
And taking vengeance upon evil 
Is noble and just 
But the rules of religion say we must not 
The rules say we must rise above it 
And trust it will be dealt with 
Keeping the faith it will be done 
To try and hold this commitment 
Is in itself God like 
Which is why most of us fail 
And fail miserably 
We want vengeance 
We want their death 
We want them to feel our pain 
Our suffering 
Our loss 
Our sorrow 
Our anger 
Our hatred 
Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord 
And it is because of this statement 
That we have faith 


Eric (and sometimes not) 



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Spiritual Believers

Up early one morning a few days ago,
Just couldn’t sleep I tried to figure out something I didn’t truly know.
Pondering, studying, the solution to this problem eluded me I was in dire straights.
My mind said, “Hurry it was major my anxiety was great.”

Being sick already it just added to my stress.
Having this insomnia added more to my duress.
Then in a split second my inner voice spoke directly to my conscience.
Told me. ”Be calm settle down and don’t worry.” It calmed me I was no longer anxious.

Let me say, thanks to the teachings of Christ the Savior His soft word settled me down.
You see’ Most Christians have this access to the voice, it is very profound.
In all of “Us” a human being has the spiritual soul all we have to do is listen to find it.
So when you have a problem, asks the Father, by the wisdom of the “Word” you’ll hear the Holy Spirit.

We all want that same thing in life, to love and to be loved, in love we should see.
A better world on the horizon after the tribulation a better earth spiritually.
Carnal man in pure selfishness has turned his back on the Father the evil one reign for now he’s alive and well.
Calmed down by the Holy Spirit my worries and problems are in the Father’s hand, I smiled because all of time will tell.

In all things God spiritually everywhere knows foremost that man’s time is at an end.
So brethren asking God for your life should be your priority, to forgive your sins, and start a new spiritual life within.
We all have to make the choice disobedience or blessings, our Father’s path or the evil one the master deceiver.
Soon our worries will be over God will send His son Jesus to intervene as we become spiritual believers.


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Demons On A Star

If I place the demons on a star,
And watch how faint their shimmers are,
The lines connecting, one through five,
Should make my dead friends come alive


Details | Couplet | |

An air raid

Even an invader's air raid
can be, as we're told, for aid.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014


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Diagnosis

The doctor has examined the patient 
And the diagnosis is clear 
Terminal!
For the patient 
A horrible death I fear 

I am not one for the continued suffering of the patient 
The condition will only get worse 
Day by day and year-by-year 
And will increase as the end comes near 

This disease unfortunately 
Has no cure 
It not a virus or a germ 
But something old and pure 

Its existence has been known 
And continues to endure 
Attempts at a solution 
Have been met with confusion

We have tried for a long time 
To relieve the patient’s pain 
Only to have our efforts 
Die in vain 

The patient you see won’t survive 
But the evil that inflicts him 
Will continue to thrive 

Our solution both radical and insane 
Will offer comfort and remove the pain 

Kill the patient and all the cells 
And the evil will no longer 
Have a home to dwell 

The world can no longer sustain the infection 
It can no longer support the evil deeds of man 
It will soon be time for the patient to be cured 
Through the Resurrection 

Eric (and sometimes not)

 
 

 
 


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Your Little Daughter

You crucified my soul within,
With those sharp words you spoke.
You've taken away my life you gave,
Before my life was complete.

You chained me to this madness,
Of sick disoriented photos of pain.
And then you decided to toss me aside,
So this Hell bound evil could intoxicate my brain.

And under your swords of menace,
You punished my feeble heart.
And trashed me away into binges of hate,
So those demons inside could tear me apart.

And mutilated images of Hell,
Has fallen beyond my lost tormented soul.
And the evil seeds you planted inside,
Are blossoms of suicide that;ll always grow.

Why did you ruin such a pretty picture,
and taken away the only life I had?
I tried to be your perfect little daughter,
When you all were never, the perfect Mom and Dad!!!


Details | Rispetto | |

Cemetery Ritual

On an eerie and foggy Halloween night A couple enters a dark graveyard with fear Hearing noises of a ritual tonight Knowing that demons and skeletons are near A sacrifice of a virgin is their goal The demons hearts are really black as coal Raising the fierce zombies up, they do attack The couple turns and runs never to look back
Russell Sivey, Form: Rispetto
The eerie fog is even denser now; Our couple wander, praying to get home, But find themselves inside a wizard’s lair; He’s chanting from a heavy, dusty tome. He raises rotting corpses, smelling foul; They grab the couple, bite and tear to kill; Our heroes die, then hear the wizard‘s voice, And rise to serve him too, against their will.
Jack Horne, Form: Rhyming verse Contest: New Contest Team Work Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton 9/1/2013


Details | Sonnet | |

THIS FEAR

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


Details | Rhyme | |

The Colors of Halloween

The colors of Halloween spark such great interest
Like the orange of a pumpkin that delight
With a face that can bring a lot of fright

The great ghoulish color green surely brings unrest
Could be seen as the color of their deep eyes
That the undead have inside when they rise

The color purple has a mighty sheen, could be best
This eerie color comes forth from the dark spell
That the evil witch casts, bringing forth all of hell

The color black is Halloween, greater than all the rest
The color in which the deep darkest shadows cast
The ones that call forth evil that will surely last

All these Halloween colors bring life one would jest
They brings a delightful feel to all on Halloween
A playful feeling for everyone is truly seen

The colors of Halloween spark such great interest
The great ghoulish color green surely brings unrest
The color purple has a mighty sheen, could be best
The color black is Halloween, greater than all the rest
All these Halloween colors bring life one would jest

Russell Sivey

Form Costanza


Details | Rengay | |

Guarding Gargoyles

Gargoyles guard The evil haunted house Where ghosts live Skeletons reside within The caskets outside the house The dark corners Contain the deadly warlocks And witches that fly In the full moon The bloody landscape contains Jack-O-Lanterns Candles light up the area Around the dug up grave Where zombies walk Within the old graveyard All evil roams tonight
Russell Sivey


Details | I do not know? | |

Life As A "Poet"

No matter how much
Or how high we push on
In our quest to touch
GOD's sky we ask why
Were we made in the
Image and Likeness of
His Heavenly Highness
Yet sold to the Devil for these 
Measely prices our
Souls stolen through
Intricately planned
Niceness heists
Running around in pure
Darkness GOD
"Cut On The Lights"
Give the blind sight
Take away misery's plight
And help us fight
These demons that inhabit and possess
You told us we were blessed
But where is the salvation and the rest
All we go through is "pressure" with no end,
Poured together, now we blend
Rats in mazes with no end
Rat traps with no cheese
A hard life no ease
Angels on our shoulder
Replaced with another devil and 3 boulders
Desires to kneel and pray 
For angel wings but
All that emerges from
Our hearts are prayers
For us to live as Evil Kings
Give us evil things
Soul destruction and powerful pistols
Life's goal now is power & riches
No spirit
We look through the looking glass at delusions of grandeur
The devil shows us malice and calls it caesar's palace
Calls it the road to happiness
Road to satisfaction, man's body is his benefaction
Physical rot and mental subtraction, abstraction and retraction
Blood cells manipulate in science labs to produce 
Paradigms
Test tube babies
We're all test tubes babies
Surrounded by glass
Trapped in slow moving ice
Rolling our lives
Like slow moving dice
Trife pushed out of our sphere into slavery
Cold hard mask of bravery
White man's emotional treachery
Human debauchery...

Lyndell Cadasse & Daryl Dujon
The Slaves Of Poetry




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Pathways Dark

Lazy clouds hang in the sky 
But darkness shrouds their evil play 
They wander here to me this day 

I hear a grumble, not a sigh 
An evil breeze has much to say 
It led me to this place today 

Was just out there she had to die 
I reached for her she pulled away 
You screamed "It's better now this way" 

She didn't even want to try 
Her body sank her life was gone 
No one could search till the next dawn 

She didn't even say goodbye 
She sank and now to all she's gone 
In my mind I still hear her song 

I had no time to even cry 
It was ten years ago today 
I sit here every year and pray 

The darkness now it fills my eyes 
It's come for me at last today 
Soon I will too be on my way


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ABOUT ALLAH AND GOD

Poems about Allah
In The Name Of Allah
I seek Allah’s protection
Praise be to Allah
The lord of the world
The beneficent, the merciful.
The master of the Day of Judgment,
You do we worship and thine aid we seek,
Guide us to the straight path.
The path of those you have favored,
And not of those against whom you are wrathful,
Nor of those who have gone astray.
His relation with creatures
Many of his creatures are creative.

Known and unknown of varies
In different continent and undiscovered continent
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special of his creatures on earth
Man feeling healthy and happy all time 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Special creatures with special talents
Creating and inventing new things
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Was saying in cradle
 I dear not worship thee and dear not,
I dear not satisfy thee and I also dear not
Bunch of lies at a stage. 
Praise be to thee, thy Lord.

Creator looked and warned
Special creatures then shivered,
Echo of shouting and screaming
Then forgiveness was given
Praise be to thee, thy Lord
Creature said, Marvelous, thy Lord is Perfect
And all praises and worship are due to him.

Praises
There is no god but He, the living,
The everlasting, slumber touches Him not, nor sleep.
To him belongs all that is in the heavens and on
The earth. Who is there to intercede with Him,
Save by his permission. He knows that before and after them,
And they comprehend nothing of His knowledge,

Save by such as he wishes.
His throne comprises the heavens and the earth.
The preserving of them oppresses Him not.
He is the Most High, the supreme (in glory)
Let there be no compulsion in religion:
Truth stands out clear from error:
Whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah has
Gasped the most trustworthy handhold, that
Never breaks. And Allah heareth and knoweth all things.
Allah is the protector of those who have faith: 
From the depths of darkness He will lead them forth into light.
Of those who reject faith the patrons are the evil ones:
From light they will lead them forth into depths of darkness. 

They will be companions of the fire to dwell therein (forever).
All praise is due to Him, who has bestowed upon me, 
Behold, my Sustainer hears indeed all prayer.
Your Duties to Him 
My passionate to him is to worship him
There is no partner or a competitor
I feel my life is to him
My life feels I should be to him, the able
Worship and gives him all he is due to:
And praises his name all the time
Mighty in all his names:
He the beneficent, pray


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The Last Great Day - Evil

10/13/12 ----------------------------------------- “Evil is an ever present fact of life" But one day, evil will become a thing of the past Do we really want a world without evil? As for me, I am sick of it Can you believe the pain and sorrow flooding this world? Strumming heartstrings—doing nothing The bad keeps them excited The evil leaves me frightened I can’t wait for the Last Great Day The end of the damn-age Where everyone will have their last glimpses Of the evil we have suddenly learned to embrace Healing the minds of so many will not be easy But I am willing to heal the evil Rather than willing to feed it


Details | Quatrain | |

The Raven and the Dove

The dark raven’s soulful flight goes singing Where an evening song bird blends in the skies Making flight into the grand wilderness Tender is the dove that goes up and flies The two birds as one entwine together But they are like two different beings The raven so dark and evil attacks While the dove, full of love, counters and sings White brightens around the darkest raven Suffocating the raven’s great powers And takes the life right out of the raven Darkness lost, dove conquers all that cowers Flying, the dove coos in joyful triumph Reaches the death of the raven below Resurrects the bird as a dove, and now They go along together as one show
Russell Sivey


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Elves of the Reaper

I awoke this morning
To a brand new day
The sun was shining
Neighbourhood children played
 
Then i heard on the news
That made my hair stand on end
The Reapers elves
To our world they descend
 
Dressed in black
These creatures of death
To take earths life
It's very last breath
 
With them he marches
Dictating who dies
Enrolling the weak
As he casts his eyes
 
First Toronto and Buffalo
Near these beautiful falls
Cities, towns and villages
In darken deathly maul
 
They reach Albany
Near route 87
Many people are praying
As they look towards heaven
 
They are now in their thousands
As they walk with the dead
The discarded are left
In bloodied stained shreds
 
Our countries are in cry
For a saviour so strong
To turn this dark evil to right
Cast them out, to where they came from
 
Semaj is summoned
Once again
From his Kingdom in the Highlands
Master of, the Mountains and Glens
 
With Etto his droid
New York they reach
To call up the followers
In world wide preach
 
He summons the Knights
And hero's of old
To rise for the right
And join his fold
 
In Churches and Cathedrals
All throughout our nations
Burial vaults are opening
Civilisations salvation
 
Even the gargoyles
Leave their resting places
To join the fold
Their faces now grace us
 
To the North of New York
The old and the new stand
To rid this evil
From our righteous free lands
 
The Reaper cries
Hell is for hero's
As King Richard replies
Hell is for zero's
 
Both armies clash
In bloodied spoil
But there's no spill of red
On this free countries soil
 
Where all around
Lie fallen elves
The Reaper on his knees
For this is where he fell
 
Semaj stands over
This evil of the dark
With his claymore he strikes
We are now worlds apart
 
The clean up begins
As they are gathered en-mass
With the divine waters
This evil has passed
 
The very next day
All the old hero's have returned
To their place of rest
For on this day they have earned
 
Nations stood together
To fight all evil, as one
The corner has been turned
A new world has begun




http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-10.php


Details | Triolet | |

Jack-O-Lantern's Grins

The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins In a world of the most hideous sight There runs a fear of the pumpkin’s sins The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins The light of the candle is where it begins Deep into the depths of the darkest night The evil of the Jack-O-Lantern’s grins In a world of the most hideous sight
Russell Sivey


Details | Rengay | |

The Witch, Warlock, and Raven

The wind blows Through the dark forest Where they reside The witch and the warlock Fierce in their evil ways One holding a skull The other with a spell book Looking for victims When a black raven Comes by their evil sides Wanting to curse A curse for those unwary Bringing hate to their souls The pain they inflict The witch, warlock, and raven Hurts for a long time
Russell Sivey


Details | Imagism | |

An acquired taste

  Sweet sweets,  the marrow and feets.  This lusting for organs, sinew, and meats.  Lovely is this vibration of death echoing along my taste buds.  Warm, pungent breath.  Like a holocaust nightmare filling my lungs with blood. I’ve that slow motion gaze. Trapped in a moment on repeat. It’s flavor. It’s a dream. The dull click of bone shards meeting my teeth, and the pop of my jar meshing together in one single romantic duet.  Lament for decay, consumption. Everything devours everything and we’re all lost in oblivion. Beyond the mouth of madness, down the hatch onto our final movement.  Stomach lining of the abyss is where we’ll meet at last.


Details | Free verse | |

Reality: Shadows Surrounding Humanity

I have stopped dreaming about the dilapidating person,
And began to open the vital eyes of the forlorn reality,
Yet, if you observe the time’s dimension in milliseconds
Then you would realise the existence of dark shadows,
Lurking to fish ancient chaste villages for Today’s Special*,
Headlines switching from the wasteland to the desert,
As if a show screening for the mindless masses of meat**,
No sense of life!
And copious shadows still hunt puppets out of souls.

I have stopped dreaming about the pristine person
As I observed the wilderness in the city of Deer AlZoor,
Smiles did flourish in the small villages along the river,
Until the putrid puppets placed their powerful*** hands
On the soon-to-disappear persons of joy and glory,
The puppet’s contaminated minds removing all hope,
A move towards ethnic cleansing was just the start,
No sense of life!
And the shadows plan on barricading the city of Dar’a.


Sunday, 28th of September 2014

* metaphor for trying to find new ways to kill people
** consonance alliteration 'm' and meat is a metaphor for persons
*** consonance alliteration 'p'

and there are many more :P


Details | Lyric | |

Forty Six and Two is Descending

Orienting 
A time of pain
Lost in your mind
Playing games
The will of hers
Is strong like his
Soothing like furs
The weakest wills
Without domination
Or scepters gaze
No one will beat sin
Or get past this phase

The few have seen it
The few do know
Majority fails
While shadows glow

Walking the path
Is older now
Then gliding through it
Past Satan’s bow
No one can tell you
What lies past the way
So take back the two 
And conquer those who stay

Though few have seen it
Not many do know
That when majority fails
Our shadows will glow

Pick up the ashes
Retrieve lost tears
Stand up beside us
Let go of your fears
No more wandering
Alone in ourselves
Take back what was once yours
From a life you once dwelled


Details | I do not know? | |

Monsters and Sunshine (Part One)

They were dark evil monsters. 
They snatched her up and put curses on her. 
They tore at her skin and ate away at her soul. 
She was a tortured princess, begging to die.

He was her savor, he slayed the evil beings.
He wrapped her in sunshine, he showed her what warmth was.
He cured her wounds and healed her soul.
She couldn't believe her luck that he had found her. 

Then she fall in love with him. 
And she found out that he was not her knight.
He belonged to another. 
One so different then her. 

Why would you do this she asked. 
He didn't know. Her beautiful knight,
Could not answer her question. 
Who could he not live with out. 

He couldn't come up with an answer. 
The facts kept alluding her sun. 
So he chose the easy way out. 
He threw her back to the monsters.

Torn and chewed up once again. 
Because of her beautiful knight. 



Details | I do not know? | |

They Say

They say it did not happen 
That we did not really see 
The horror's and the sadness
That the Holocaust would be 
They say it's just not true 
That there was never any plan
To kill every boy and girl, woman and Jewish man
They say they were simply, casualties of a violent war 
But the proof is there for us to see 
In what they had in store 
There are pictures of the death camps 
Of the survivors thin and pale 
Of the ovens that were fired 
And the smell of death so stale 
In the mass graves that littered the land 
In the experiments that they documented so freely 
In the letters from loved ones, long gone 
In the asset's seized 
And to the victor went the spoils 
As the Jewish people died, staved and toiled 
In the concentration camps 
With names we should always keep in mind
Auschwitz
Belzec
Bergen-Belsen 
Buchanwald 
Chelmno 
Dachau 
Flossenburg 
Majdanek 
Mauthausen and Gusen 
Ravesbruk 
Sachsenhausen 
Sobibor 
and Treblinka 
Like letters of the alphabet 
Should be stored in memory for all time 
Yes, they try to say it was not real 
That it was all a lie 
That six million Jewish people did not really die 
But the simple truth lies waiting for the world to find 
So remember our history 
Pass it down your family line 
Our children now so far removed from these tragic times
Need to have reminders
To ensure that they don't develop blinders 
To the evil that filled the land 
And of the dictator Hitler with all his mass destruction plans
Yes, it did happen 
No matter what they do or say 
History can never be erased 
As long as we remember it that way 
So for all the lives and families that the Holocaust destroyed 
We must continue to remember the suffering and the pain 
So we can be prepared should such evil call on us again 
Lest we forget 
And others will die 
As evil is the only thing that could tell such a lie!


Details | Light Poetry | |

A Sad State Of Affairs With A Glimmer Of Hope

Will we ever be free from a world of 
crime, murder and poverty.

 This is a real but sad state of affairs and is reality today.
I just heard of another stabbing there has been so many 
lately, it makes you feel bitter inside as you think
how can they get away with such an evil act and hide, but
it is a fact that some dissapear for many a year.

It makes you feel that there is no hope to help the world 
to really cope, but did you know there is something to
look forward to a time when all these evil acts 
will be a thing of the past, and peace & Security will
reside on the earth at last.

You may wonder and ask how can this be, surely it is just a dream.
Well very soon you will see that life in a new world will be a reality.
As our God above is the personification of Love and he will really
act and intervene in world events and this is something that will
be awesome,fear inspiring and immence. 

He will usher in a new world of righteous ones wanting to serve their
God above and show peace to one another and love.

What, you might say do we have to do to get there. Well
let me tell you read and learn from God's Word
and observe the pages as you proceed take 
heed of your spiritual need as by this you will
greatly feed and satisfy your soul.

We need to repent and change our ways as the written word of God says,
Although imperfect we maybe if genuinely repentant this our Loving
God will see as our hearts he can set us free from all the stress
and anxiety.

Pray for guidance in life to do good and shun the bad and true
happiness can be had that is not for a moment but a 
lasting joy as you learn God's ways and want to please
him every day. 
May you take on board this word and apply it in full accord
and you will be shown the way to a happy life now, and
beyond into the future as we see a world that is new,
something to look forward too.


Details | Personification | |

Love me why

You must love me ? love me, why? as how cruel is my heart,
                 how cruel has my quest for love come to this end...
how cruel that I found my true love only to find his heart numb to my own.

And now why carry on this life knowing this to be true!
I searched forever to find that my true love really exists but how evil is this..

As my quest has taken the women out of me and replaced my being with a harsher me.
That woman I was so long ago still lives within me she just had to go!
And now I stand here before his heaven with no way of entering the future with my true 
kindred soul,

Instead I shall end up in hell with so much woe as he will never love me it is my end I 
know and that's my own sentence forever to be in graved in my heart.
That my quest to find him took me further away from his heart.

Can I change into a bird and fly away tonight unheard?
Can I sink into the ocean and become lost forever in the darkest seas?

It is never to be for some one like me , to hold his hand in mine that fits into my fingers 
in twined,
No babies shall I ever hear cry as that too has been taken from me.

And now my quest to find true love is over, my tears, my broken heart, my fears are not 
finished that is for sure,
As now I have to watch him slowly disappear forever.. into his life,
I shall cry his name into the dark night until my voice has no sound, 
As my quest to find his heart has torn me apart and now that I am so damaged and so 
filled with past hurts..

The path that I took left me this way and now my heart will never be filled by another,
As I found him too late that's my life lesson, that instead of just settling with all the 
wrong hearts and trying to make it  become what it could never be. 

Take me now and let my life in this time be forgotten,as the next life time I shall save all 
the mistakes and stupid heartaches and keep on my quest to find him before any one 
can stop me trick me into false fate.

My end is to never be with the love I have finally found but to spend the next years 
being held by the emptiness of knowing my love is alive but in his eyes I am the walking 
dead..



I wish him love, I wish him peace, I wish i had never found him at all, as the search kept 
me hopeful now I am filled with rage and despair ...... 

If I take my life will it bring me back to the start or will i live forever in this dark black 
cold space as the evil underneath is hell that is for me .. but can it be any more painful 
than my own hell I live in today and now forever more.






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Going Postal

 
There is no place for me to go 
I'll spend my life right here I know, 
I lost my job then lost my dough 
Last night I lost my bride with adio'! 

I stayed the straight and narrow road, 
And carried, always, my own load. 
Missed not a day of work, I'm told, 
For twenty years. No pocket watch of gold? 

It tore my heart apart you see; 
They threw me out then tossed the key 
Without a nod to loyalty 
Or help me find a job at fifty-tjree.

So now I'm standin' over daddy's grave, 
Ten days from calm to ragin' full-blown rave; 
Hey daddy! I'm no good and I'm not brave 
But I'll be killin' souls your God can't save: 
I'm hopin for a score of fifty-three 
One soul for every year of wretched me. 

I do remember daddy tellin' me when I was young - 
"I'm proud my son of every single song I've ever sung, 
Because the wrongs I found in life to fire and ice were flung! 
The Good Book said to cling to IT so to IT I have clung - 
That Book was good to me young son and helped me climb each rung." 

An unsophisticated man from birth until you died, 
But damn it dad you took me to the brink of suicide; 
I grew to be not me but you and you died satisfied. 
But dad, life spent denying truth denied the Wolves outside. 

I took a look at your Good Book and found profound its way - 
Make sure you do to those who did to you and don't delay! 
Hey dad, I thought I'd share with you, I bought my gun today 
And it's a beaut you'd love to shoot and help me bag my prey; 
But in the grave you stay to serve your well deserved decay. 

I wish that I could do to you what I must do to them; 
For you put all the evil in me I can't seem to stem. 
My heart and body, now my blood, is turning pus and phlegm, 
But when they're dead then I'll have fed my sweet revenge its gem, 
So I can turn and kill myself and evil you did breed. 
You lit your pious Book up bright, why not your evil seed? 

 


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From head to toe you go

I have an X-Acto knife
In my mind
Chipping away at the memories
Of you.
Piece by piece they fall out 
Through my eyes
On to the cold
Wet, 
Dirt,
Below my 
Bare feet.


By: Sabina Nicole


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Good and Evil

Dead, dying, devoid of life, in deathbed of stones*
The trees roots twisted around each pebble and are they
groaning with the want of water, to re-incarnate living.
This forest of a tree* stands tall against life.

Yet nearby is a tree
Green leaves bedeck its branches.
The shell looks like its holding back the decay of time?
Feeding it with the golden yolk that brings eternal life*

Do these trees portray life as good and evil?
One life is stoned and left to die
Yet another is green and full of living
Protected to live as it desires.

Penned on 7 September 2014


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Death Wielding Fire

Death comes wielding fire in his hands A flaming pumpkin with his evil smile The master of the dark, devil of these lands Death comes wielding fire in his hands Works closely with hell and the outer bands He shows the darkest powers with great style Death comes wielding fire in his hands A flaming pumpkin with his evil smile
Russell Sivey


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true prayer

Resurectoin knows no bounds with you Lord!Plain is me but great is my reward!Your 
salvation is  the blood of your love and the faithful you reward!May 777 be written 
on my forhead for eternity!May my life be a testimony unto you lord and father!Itell 
you that your Father is my Father oh,Christ!My Father Johovia please there are 
rightous ones here,I am thine Angel Father!Never will I stray!Never will I give up on 
pruity and faith!Never will evil trimuph against your annoited!My faith is you Father 
and my blood is your blood!Going into life I feared for them Father not myself!Guide 
me great Johovia,greet me every moring!I am thine faithful and do great works with 
faith alone!Love me Jesus and hold my hand daily and I will live for you!Sounds of 
beautiful music and the pruity of the soul I miss oh,FatherI crave thy warmth 
Johvia,great God arise too me and show them my your beautyand may they feel the 
pruity of thine own soul great Holy spirit!Live my life for me,breath into my nostrils 
when I am dead bringing back too life!Love them as you love me your pure and 
faithful!Thou eyes are as pure clear lighting!Love me Father when they lock me 
away!Let your people find me father!Let evil be destoyed in the name of 
rightousness!You are rightous in every way.everyday is your Father!Love me Father!


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Walk into the light

As from darkness turned to the light                                                                           now dwelling in what is made right                                                                            Steps must be made you as He harkens                                                                        turned to the light As from darkness *                                                                                                                        Walking into the day fears are conquered                                                                        a fearful sight how bright so much stronger                                                                More fearful is shivering in the cold way                                                                    Fears are conquered walking into the day           *                                                                                                                                   It is forever alone a line is drawn                                                                                    A choice that is yours as the pain suffers on                                                                 with blackened wings death comes to each his own                                                          A line is drawn it is forever alone *                                                                                                                          Unless you embrace true love you must stay                                                                  as in darkness blinded by satan’s dismay                                                                        or walk into Jesus and fly like the dove                                                                        You must stay unless you embrace true love


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Story Rings True Now

Will I go with the beast Or will I strangle it Just to go and drop the hint Openness escapes me The devil is in my arms May I beat him down With my souls essence A dynasty is within me A gross of pelicans lift me Taking me highly above To where Satan cannot find me I shall conquer the essence Of horrid and painful evil That envelops my very being Should destroy it all And bring my soul higher Or shall I stay in horror With each day deflating me I will succeed in success And my soul with fly Love will defeat all death The harmonious realm bends Moves to my joyful will Luck isn’t the life force Hope and faith and Love Bring me to victory Slamming the end of time Into nothingness The story rings true now And peace is in my heart And love is the focal point And is the center of my existence For all time, forever
Russell Sivey


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Blinded By Darkness

I was blinded by darkness
Not knowing where I planted each footfall
I had a body I had a heart
I had a mind and most of all a soul
I thought I was alive with happiness and joy
Alive with peace in my soul
But I was wrong dead wrong
I was all but dead to the world
It was Death that captured and trapped me
In a grave not letting go of me
In the end not knowing it was little ol’ me
Trying to breathe trying to fight my way out
Thinking I was almost there to the top but not even moving
I thought I was justified by my negativity and actions
Not knowing it was trapping me further down
Displaying the ignorance of my ways without caring for the ones I loved
The pain of it that was caused went noticed 
Everyone telling me but not realizing it until now
Letting the deceit and evil willingly roll off my tongue
Thinking I was always right on everything
Thinking that all I need was the trust of man
No matter how long I sat by the fire I was cold
Even when the sunlight was resting upon my skin
I was still ice cold as Death’s very own 
I did not think that life would be this dead within
The darkness of the ice cold abyss of the grave yard
Picking and choosing what to do seems right but it wasn’t
Trying again and again until finally picking up the one thing 
That I thought would not help me in the long run
Thinking that I had all the love in the world 
Knowing that nothing can bring me down was one
Of the biggest lies I made myself believe for so long
Thinking I had fait and love in my life but I was wrong
And in the end all there  is was nothing but darkness 
Deceit and evil rolling off the tongues of you so called 
People walking blindly through the shadows
Of the ever present grasp of Deaths darkest abyss
Of all the wickedness that has been committed in my life 
Why now has the Mighty Father and Mother given me a second chance 
Why have they forgiven me of my sins without a second thought
Have I really forgiven myself so the Father the Mother and the Divine
To enter my body my mind my heart and my soul
Has the Lord and the Lady really seen that I have been trying to 
Change and to become an adult woman mentally so my 
Husband can rely on me in the time of need like now
I thought I was ready to begin a life with kids 
Until I realized that I am still one myself
How will the Lord and Lady tell me when I am ready to have
The family I want with my husband who is my soulmate 
All I can do is wait ever so patiently for the moment
The Lord and Lady will tell me when I am ready 
Inside that dark grave a white light came to me
With a hand to pull me out of my hole I dug and saved me
From my own condemned version of hell after praying 
They deliver me from my sins and the trespasses I’ve done
What are people going to do when they see me 
Completely changed after the long visit to LCJ
God and Goddess thank you for saving my when I thought 
There was no way for me to be saved and unworthy of it
Again thank you for everything I currently have
In my life my wonderful loving husband that only
Sees the potential in me all the time and the love he 
Gives so unconditionally to me even when I 
Do wrong in his eyes or the law’s eyes please 
Show him the same lovingkindness and forgiveness you 
Have so heavily laid on me to realize and forgive 
Myself and those around me like I should
Have so long ago when you tried to show me the light
I have forgiven myself of the anger and hate I had
For my adopted family and now it is in the past I cannot 
Change that but however I can change how the future 
Goes by what I say and plan to do now today
I can look back not so long ago the darkness that 
Covered my eyes then and hope the light keeps the veil away
I can see all the negative emotions that were running 
And controlling me I had no idea what to do 
Now I am grateful for the things I have for 
The things I have come to realize on top of everything
I am the most thankful to you in my life 
When I thought I did not deserve the love 
And the care you have shown me 
 
Love is for an eternity, not just a second, minute, hour or even a day. 


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Evil

My words are put together with no restrain.
I am still standing tall in this pool of pain.
Patiently waiting for DEATH to call my name.
Because if I died today or tomorrow it's all the same.
Pulse raising pain is flowing through my veins.
heading to my brain it's getting harder to contain.
My soul is fading away heart cold and gray.
Life style POSTAL I am EVIL prey.
Don't pray for me mom I am beyond save.
because my path to hell has already been pave.
So now I am dodging death won't even close my eyes.
Why am I still alive? Is it because I am curse with pride?
Or is it because my soul is frozen in time?
So each day my heart cries because I am surrounded by lies.
Consumed with EVIL my life can not be revise.
Credits saying that my life choices are cold and despise.
But I am a star heart still cover with scars.
smoking my pain away each night looking up to the stars.


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Haunted House

There’s an abandoned house down the lane A dark place that no one ever dares to enter through It’s been said that all who lived there went insane So they shut it down, yet it holds an evil way of staring at you You might here the creaking of large iron doors As evil lurks beyond the gates, hatred is its score Only the bravest of men should dare enter its lure Even those will be screaming "I don't want any more" The windows reflect red piercing eyes that look deep within your soul Seeing the fear that runs a chill through your bones Because you know the history that this house dwells A gateway people say leads to the depths of hell The house is the epitome of what is evil A living, breathing entity of which is hate A deep darkness, a fear that this is real Kills all that enter here, meeting their fate Last Halloween night, one person was dared to go in So he walked over to the door and turned to look at his friends where they stood Then suddenly the door violently opened wide and something grabbed him Ever since then they see him as a decaying ghost that roams around the neighborhood
Created by: Gail Doyle and Russell Sivey


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BLASPHEMOUS ESCAPADE

What stupid fools, with foggy minds


hovering through menkind like a clouding mist of turmoil,

trying to convert humanity to ignorancy

religion and spiritual meet and merge but part their separate ways


But these persistant followers remain in the merge being insistent, intruding and demanding 


and each follower with their own personal savior ,to justify their course.






how does light exist in a world void of darkness.


A God without his polarity 


is like an above without a below.


why you fools ,so highly oppinionated yet you fail to help yourselves

Constantly seeking yet, ye have not the eyes to see.

eyes so clouded with ire, ignorancy and pride

Why then boast superior? ye the lords of earth?,

Why thinketh yourselves worth of the titles superior masters of all, yet

ye remain even greater slaves than most


sometimes silence is better understood than mere words deeply spoken 


though from a hollow bossom .


those with the knowledge, know when to apply it 


in a world like ours, so clouded by the mists of those who believe in a certain perfection.




I am the lord of polarity in isaiah 45 vs 7

"I the lord do and cause all things"

isn't it boring, a world without contradiction


cannot what brings harm also be used for a better good

Then all become neutral as one extreme leads to the other,

as death eventually leads to life and the end of any course is the beginning of another cycle


is not evil an intention found in a foul heart a concept for only humans .


doesn't even greater evil lurk in places of worship, audaciously


standing before us and using the book he crooks the poor.






what greater blasphemy than that 


which lurks behind the curtain & goes by a title


"confess thy sins my children", he says 


now aint he your lord .





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The Big Cat

Your advisory pursues the light
Like a beast that hunts 
in the night
Even after he has been fed
This animal won’t stop 
unless he’s dead.
The race is fixed 
the tackle is set 
The bangle tiger will 
cause him regret.


BY: Sabina Nicole


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A Spiritually Wilted Wild Flower

Life has thrown dirt on me, and I grew a wild flower.
A demon's knife cuts into my spirituality, and I watch my soul be devoured.
Open Bibles lay on my night stands, I keep crosses hanging over each bed.
In my mind I'm wondering wastelands, and I feel like the walking dead!

The emotional scars can't seem to heal, and I search frantically for a way out.
I know Satan is looking for a soul to steal, and so he challenges me to a 12 round bout!
He throws all my weaknesses at me; not one or two, but all at one time.
I indulge in adultery, pick up a gun, inhale some cocaine residue, and set out to commit a 
crime!

His evil punches right through me, gripping my heart, and twisting it from side to side.
An upheaval crashes into my reality, tearing my world apart, pushing me closer to suicide!
He keeps a band of demons in my head, and they're doing pushups and jumping jacks in my 
mind.
Tear stained cheeks from tears I've shed, and his attacks have left me mentally blind.

Out of the blue, I have a sudden desire to fight back.
I wipe away the cocaine residue, for in my chest the fire feels like a shot of cognac!
I pull my fiery sword from my spiritual backpack, and get in my battle stance.
Like bombs over Iraq, me and the devil begin to violently dance.
It is a dance of death, and I am determined to survive!
I refuse to let this entity take my last breath, and so my will kicks in to overdrive!

The blows from this devil staggers me, and I feel uneasy on my feet.
My sword begins to glow with a hot fury, and I can feel my hammering heartbeat.
I begin to shake with rage, and gripping my sword I go berserk.
This devil had all the powers of a battle mage, but I let my blade do the work!

Spiritually, mentally, I slice and dice this demonic foe.
I will not be this entities sacrifice, for I'm the last heir of Edgar Allen Poe.
I'm gaining spiritual momentum, but I refuse to stop.
As I destroy this devils evil system, I continue to conquer life's mountain top!

Suddenly this evil is banished in a puff of black smoke, never to be seen again.
I remove my blood soaked black cloak, and I feel as if I'm finally purged of my sin.
I now thirst for a new beginning, and the taste of life is sweet and sour.
A former loser, now focused on winning, and no longer am I a wilted wild flower!!


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prophet puzzle

  I been running away,  trying to escape
  No matter what dimension I picked
  The truth would hunt its prey
  I love all with all I got but sport no halo

 Because I was meant to see them all
 Before I even let that beast out of me
 I have come to death like breeze In fall
 First time by energy and ice
 I was young so no regrets to vision.

 The second time by water of true death
 My buddy life support for 8 weeks
 One night sick and body's on sides of bed
 White n dark argued of possession but
 Neither took collection

 The last was more a loss of chains
 That retarded the one soul
 By bounds of mans perception
 Of gods creations and essential words
 Verses old. Remastered television
 I'm tired of learning retrofact

 I am relevant to the realm of only eternity
 One word sets of a thousand stories
 Held by all past,  present,  and not new to me
 I see relationship in every single accident
 Of truest evil innamely.

Before all will be known,  shown from innermost
Core of all individual
Learn evil does not live unless you harbour deception
And light does not grow if life is not residual
We walk amongst hell,  for no demons holds heaven
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Gangs of New York

Is evil bad?
Not from its line of sight.
If you look thru their eyes, darkness is the light.
Knowledge is power, but power is greedy.
Once ultamite has been tasted the desire to control takes over.
But darkness is not understood...
It lures with promises of grandure then rips away that which makes you happy?
So one thinks... 
Is evil just the loss of the power to be happy?
For we all know evil and darkness do not bring happiness,
it only burdens us with the stress of the knowledge it provides.
For once you've seen you can't deny.
So then I ask...
Is ignorance the true path to happiness?
For the more we stuggle to understand the less we grasp the purity of true 
innocence.... 


**I wrote this after watching "Gangs of New York"


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IS GOD RIGHT

Is God righteous? He lets babies die.
Is He fair? He hears the hungry cry.
Evil men live lives of comfort and ease.
The good have many a reason to grieve.

Tyranny blossoms while freedom struggles;
Catastrophe comes to multiply troubles.
Strife and contention everywhere grow;
The reason for this – does anyone know?

The answers come through humble introspection.
God finds no pleasure in Man’s dereliction.
He displays his plan of a future resurrection,
Even explains the mystery of Satan’s infection.

Yet, Satan is God’s devil, temporarily to rule;
Just as the black cloth accentuates a jewel.
He’s made for God’s purpose – calamity to strew;
God’s greatness reveal, and forgiveness to show.

Nay – but Oh man, will to God you reply;
Why did you make me, if only to die?
Who is the clay to reply to God so:
Potter, Creator ? - he’s your owner, you know.

If life on earth is as the blink of an eye,
To life eternal – it’s foolish to reply.
God declares He is just, as His attributes cite,
And proves He’s unlimited in all of His might.

There must be good reason, His wrath to be shown,
And just as he promised, the good seed was sown.
Is He not worthy our worship to hold?
-As He gathers his own sheep to the fold.

Questioning God results of superstition.
Man is measured by his inward condition.
God is known only as he, himself reveals.
Revelation displays what superstition conceals.

Glory to God’s son seems the purpose indeed:
His love made manifest, as the prisoners go free.
The Creator creates what is pleasing to him.
It’s all of Holy Design, and nothing of whim.

John 15:13 Greater love hath no man, than he lay down his life for his friends.
Job 1:21 The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Rom 9:20 & 2 Shall the thing formed say unto him that formed it – why hast thou 
made me thus? Hath not the potter power over the clay?
Isa. 35:6 & 7 I am God, and there is none other: I form the light and create darkness; 
I make peace and create evil – I the Lord do all these things.
Matt.20:15 Is it not lawful for me to do what I will with mine own? Is thine eye evil 
because I am good? 


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Devil Mask

"Every time, countless stares, they try to peer into my mind. Every single time, I am so tense, I cannot relax and unwind. The painful judgment unleashed down upon my own flesh and blood, Who is right, who is wrong, who is guilty and who is strong. Who is fit to rise from that which dirties our hands and body, the mud. I want to get away from you, but I fear you not. I want to watch you suffer as I rise and you rot. Do not mistaken me, I truly am just a simple, regular girl with nothing to live for. But that means that I can go to such lengths to grab your heart and crush your core. Accusing me, I was just fine with that, But now bringing down my entire family? You scummy, shameful rats! Throughout my childhood, all I wondered was "why?" Now, I don't care, when you cross my mind, I chant, "just die." Blaming us for what? Shunning us because we fought? Your manipulation of our minds will NOT be tolerated. I am the watch dog of this family and will not let you belittle and derate. I don't need your help and I promise to be better than you, This is one of the few reasons I will continue living and that fatal day you shall rue. You stole my childhood, you made me cower in fear, you broke my already fragile soul... Therefore, allow me to dispose of that heart tainted to the level of corruption, the place where your heart was placed will become a jet black hole. How sweet shall it be to see that that fragile, odd and silent girl you ignored or insulted, Will be the end of you and all for she, for ten years and still going, has cultivated, A garden of thorny roses, beautiful in all colors and tainted with your scarlet blood so saccharine, That truly this is not a heavenly virtue but a mortal sin. And yet, perhaps your demise shall not satisfy the craving I so dearly wish to be relieved of. Perhaps you should continue to live and watch me become the things you wish you could be, but for money's sake, could not do and afford to love. But that day will come and revenge will be sweet. It will surely be the sweetest thing I could ever hope to eat~! May 1st, 2013; 5:13 pm


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Erase All Evil

Once upon a dream
An old man in the night
Heard a little child’s scream
He debated in his head
Whether to save the child in the night
Who gave him such a fright
So old man night debated
And deciding he ran into the trees
He couldn’t let himself not save a potential dead
Not this not again
He ran and ran and ran
And heard the clackity clack of his old mans knees
But, he realized something was amiss
When every step he took was the same
The old man in the woods
Did not want to have a Lady Death kiss
After a minute the strange feeling left
And he ran into a pure, white tree
Where there sat a golden haired young boy who’s face could only be described as carefree
The silence broke
The boy spoke
He said----
“A peace for a peace
A love for a love
Your life I shall now take
And send it to He who lives above
Evil takes and evil knows
When you become infected Evil grows
I know what you did
So long ago
You killed a dyeing dove, the body you hid
My job is to erase
The evil that you are
I will listen to your pleas
But remember your face
I will not!”  
At first, the old man confusedly scratched his head
But after hearing these words
He screamed and shouted saying “this is only a nightmare
It’s all in my head, soon I’ll awake safe and snug in my bed
But, they both knew he was lying
After a second, his body was being burned
It was painless but deadly
Beautiful yet awful
And strange but natural


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a dark path

when raindrops hit the grey floor,
we mythified the truth for a purpose that really go,
but the beginning is a contradictory lie to the end.

in the contest the girl looked me straight in the eyes,
everytime i go there she doesn't even blink!
speak no evil paper clipped her mouth,
so she doesn't even smile

i made time to giggle at her shadow
but the shadow stood still...
'till inner voices vociferated in me!
"when embattled with evil you fought it by another evil"
i responded"good wouldn't match"
so tell me how can i not speak evil


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Cupid's Grudge

I feel sorry for you
cupid had a grudge 
and gave your love to me
he must have had a bad day 
too many broken hearts 
on the Richter scale
he woke up tired (hung over)
and sailed to Dallas
Oak cliff, to a little house
-top floor
snuck in quietly 
disturbing the door
He heard your prayers
in empty rooms
he had a grudge
and made a chore of your love
soon he convinced and prodded you 
- to
my place of negative space
empty and void, but charming
my face, kind
It’s a defensive smile 
a mask to believe
for denial to deceive
not of malice or evil intent
but for love
someone bent
against my chest
under my arm
close consent to all I’m not 
He had a grudge to do you harm 
in empty rooms
but still with peace
some joy 
-and now your love is turned out 
unprotected
obese
I feel sorry for you 
I wouldn’t even love myself 
if I didn’t have to brush my teeth 
and my son, my son.
He needs strength
so I fake what I can
steal the rest 
yes - 
He had a grudge
the evil fairy
but no one can stop the arrows thrust 
when we love 
we simply 
must

 


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But Where Does This Evil Come From?

But where does this evil come from?
Merely a hole,
It is a total privation of goodness
It is simply a lack of goodness,
An emptiness within a soul
Because of the weakness of the will of His creations
Our love becomes misguided
Obsessed with the suffering of others
We all have elements of evil within us
We are Changeable
We grow and mature
And we must die
Everything needs balance
Evil is necessary for there to be good
Otherwise, 
What is good but a concept?	


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Refined Perfection

On a cold eerie night they come out to feed.
No desire to kill they just have to fulfill a need.
Most evil things plan on doing cataclysmic wrong,
Vampires are made through no choice, even if strong.
One reverse bite is all that is needed to start desire.
Their souls thrown out into the dreaded Hells’ fire,
Sleeping thru daylight they hunt and feed at night.
They are presumed evil since death follows fright.
With no soul they are doomed to this world of dark.
They carry on with life un-chosen with makers mark.
Witches have choices between being evil or good.
Maybe Vampires would choose differently if they could.
This monster that has been crucified thru ages defined.
If given a chance would deliver perfection refined.


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Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas
And all through the house not a single noise could 
be heard
For, you see, the only one up
Had practise of being quiet 
even when she's screaming inside
With hand over mouth,
and tears streaming down her face
She silently sobbed the night away
The only festive colour running from her wrists
The only thing she wanted for Christmas
Was to be dead.


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War Against Evil

The aweful thoughts of evil are within thee
They are like a pantheon
The door is locked and I chamber the key
Weapons of mass destruction upon

Come and take this anger from me
It'll change the road I'm on
School kids on a killing spree
We need the war against evil won

Evil is temptation you see
Its begining and end, foregone
Take the good road of esprit
And the war against evil withdrawn

~War is evil
~The only one who can defeat evil, is the one looking in the mirror

~Leonard Napierskie


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Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil

The tears have stopped flowing now 
As I buried him deeply in the garden  
Amongst the lilacs and jasmine trees 
Where he could breathe their delicious scent 
And their petals could softly caress his skin 

The cinder blocks of disappointment 
Mark his eternally silent grave 
Cold and ascetic against the rich foliage
As if I wished for him to stand out against such beauty 
Yet still be touched by it, an ever present memorial

For inside the beautiful garden of my mind
Where he had once walked so freely 
Trampling wildly with no concern for the consequences 
Not caring if anything would ever grow there again
So I entombed him there as a reminder, of all that once was 

His memory serving to show me what was savagely taken 
Used and abused and then thrown to the wind 
Emotions laid waste, gnawing at the beauty 
Inciting the madness of good and evil 
As they battle endlessly within this garden

Memories of love replaced by those of hate,
Churning inside of me, the good urging me to let go
The evil relentlessly pursuing my ire 
Like a warm coat evil protects from the misery 
While the good encourages the self incrimination

And so it is midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
My demons restlessly guide my steps 
With now silent tears that water my imagination 
And cement my resolve with a sense of resilience 
For after this night I will cry no more...

 


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"Instruction, Destruction"

“Instruction, Destruction”

Satin evil intrigues us so that he’s devastation enables souls to glow, Killing the 
impossible of any growth, Leading to the fires of his satisfaction by implying his 
whispers in our actions, where did such evil evolve but I found the answer to this 
problem I solve, blessed among greatness and his power, he could’t even 
understand the knowledge upon by the hour, So he used greed of seconds to 
devour, Banished from the heavenly kingdom beneath the earth, But from the 
beginning of man kind he simply was the curse of, Destruction,
But by Instructions this darkness turns into miracles of life, Joy is love and by this 
it shall cover the night, So light brings forth faithful things, Turning Satin 
nightmares into wonderful dreams, Anointed by my Savior presence and blessed 
with my eyes seeing miraculous scenes by following my father, Instructions.


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Misery Laid Upon Softly Kindled Pine

Misery Laid Upon Soft Kindled Pine

The great Judge marks this hour at noon
 bright was this day in month of June
A kinship richly felt with wooded glen
 saddened by the evil in hearts of men

A fierce battle for land was fought
 death reigned supreme all for naught
Blood splashed upon the limbs and leaves
 sorrow grips as each family grieves

Dead feel not the heat of burning Sun
 no real glory felt by those that won 
Misery laid upon softly kindled pine
 vultures fly waiting to come to dine 

The carnage shook the stars on high
 time not given from sweet good-byes
An unwelcome breeze stings this land
 all for naught, but evil in death's hand

The great Judge marks this day of pain
 as tears fall ,victims lay in dashing rain
A new day awaits the glory of hope sent
 forgiveness for the wasted lives spent

June birds now flitter, renewing song
 lives so saddened move right on along
Human spirit always racing to survive
 rarely embracing joy of just being alive

Returning Sun shines upon life and all
 man's fate is to live then greatly fall
Other journeys await in mystical realms
 so many great ships, captains and helms

R.J. Lindley
09, 15, 1977

note: I have little memory of why I wrote this one
 back then. Perhaps a book I read, movie I watched 
or blues that wrapped me so often during that time.


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Father use me........

God use me to be a vessel in the dark 
this world of ours is falling apart 

They are calling evil good, and good evil 
the enemy is deceiving your people 

Please come and save your children 
I ask for wisdom this day 
help me to lead them in the right way 

We will win this battle called life 
If we let you handle the strife 

How can we call ourselves your children 
when we live a life of sin, 
and not realizing that's what were in 

Open our eyes so we can see 
that following you leads only to victory!!
 
 


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A Grudge

When a person keeps a grudge,
they make hateful feelings that just won't budge.

When these feelings won't go away,
a darkness builds up inside to stay.

When this darkness has surrounded the heart,
the mind is so clouded it can't tell feelings apart.

When hate and love have been clouded together,
one evil thought is now there forever.

And when a person has made so many evil things,
they know anger and sadness is all a grudge brings.


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Life

 Life is a very interesting thing. One day it spoils us with granting our wildest desires and enriching our happiness. In the blink of an eye, it curses us with unbearable punishments and pain. Why? Is the question that can only be answered by Him, who possess unimaginable knowledge. Knowledge that if we were to try to understand, we would go insane. It is not our duty to question. but to trust His will. That is faith. Not many have eyes that can see through the darkness that hides the beautiful truth. Our blessings outnumber all the adversity that comes across our path. 
 If i were to pick the greatest happiness and pain in life this is what I would choose. Love is the greatest happiness in life. As the old saying says "Money can't buy true love". On the other hand, the greatest pain in life is love itself. Watching the love of your life fall in love with another person is ineffable. Death should not be feared for it is a benevolent warrior. It is one of the Four Horsemen from the Apocalypse, who will bring an end to this plague known as evil.


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Trends

               TRENDS
                       by BambiLynn  '70's

There once was a man who cared
He lived for giving alone
He gave all he had and told to share
And had a smile to loan
He helped the sick
He fed the poor
Yet had one great fault to lick
Having given all he had and having no more
So he started all over again
Instead of giving with a bit more heed
His ways turned to sin
To anger, to hate, and most of all greed
And in turn lost all of his friends
He then took ill and died unloved
They marked his gravestone TRENDS...


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Evil

Hear no evil see no evil speak no evil
Those were the words that played over and over in my mind
Since birth they  have been embedded in my head
If it wasn’t for  the words I’d probably be dead
They kept me from go insane
All the evil things were erased from my brain
It wasn’t out of fear but for survival
I’ve been to hell and back with out a scratch
The devil always being my biggest rival
I beat the devil at his own game by refusing evil
If I cant hear see it or speak then it does not exist
And something that does not exist has no power over you


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Where one finds good, evil always preys!

From the very conception
We were born of good and evil -
Born from coitus pure and carnal,
But born angelic from inception - 
Or were we just morally neutral?

Just as children learn of good,
So do they learn of sinful ways.
Where one finds good, evil always preys -
"It is the ying yang of livelihood", 
To quote Jenny Palu's phrase.

Its the path of least resistance
That so oft lures the children near, 
And into sin which they'll revere.
Morals can be such a hinderance!
And good's path can be so austere! 

Evil is the way of the beast - 
And while man is certainly a mammal,
He shouldn't act like an animal!
And if he does, let him be fleeced,
and Remembered as infernal!

An animal must kill to live,
And acts carnal instinctually.
But this differs from man's folly -
Survival is an animal's motive,
But man murders demonically!

Consider that many murderous men
Used violence to right a wrong,
And often they are praised in song,
At least by there own countrymen!
Who share their sense of right and wrong.

But while a murderous Saint
Is beloved in one nation,
Others don't share his sense of salvation!
No, they feel the so-called Saint's taint
In his godly devastation


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The Cat

 He's a silent hunter,
with a murderous heart,
and he doesn't care,
what he tears apart,
he is very independant,
and cunning to,
and if your his prey,
then you are through,
he has a ravinish blood lust,
that he can't contain,
and if he don't kill,
he'll go insane,
he may seem like a sweet little kitty,
but trust me people,
he is witty,
don't let those purrs,
and cuddles fool,
he has many concealed weapons,
he'll use as a tool,
he has needle sharp teeth,
and 5 dagger claws,
on each and everyone,
of his cute little paws.


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Random jibberish

You tell me to show you my pain,
Declare me insane when I bleed the veins,
Weather change as I speak the rain,
Stand over Judy's grave,
As I become society's slave,
Apply the stress to my chest,
Nest and rest as I play with your ********,
So dangerous when you live spontaneous,
Don't be oblivious and remain cautious,
Read the red lines in real times,
Don't be unkind to the blind,
Cast no judgement because only god can judge me,
Speak your hypocrisy so religiously,
No real Christianity when it's all corrupted by society,
The democracy has brainwashed humanity so cleverly,
Money is taken from the poor and given to celebrities,
Government acts so rapidly to bail out the monopolies,
No one speaks against... afraid of a treason offense,
We steadily sit on the fence avoiding deadly objects,
Much respect to mother ****ers who are the "rejects",
Avoiding the evil serpent is my main objective,
From a different perspective you might see evil from different directions,
Causing the cancer infection hoarding the evil since we find it collective,
Body's torment keeps your emotions dormant,
Looking at your friend knowing the mother ****er is an informant,
It's important to keep your friends close... enemies closer,
Life imprisonment is the jury's final verdict,
Try to predict actions from foreign objects,
Can't stop it so I just try to remain constant,
The instant you take a infant makes you an evil sergeant,
The youth get pregnant and claim an accident,
Such a statement doesn't justify the child abandonment,
Mankind is heading for damnation constantly giving into temptation,
Avoiding hatred constipation you become a self medicated patient,
You claim I have no advancement since I work at a fast food establishment,
Bet you feel real accomplished since I make more then you washing dishes,
****ing *****es don't know the changes I made with multiple faces,
I broke out of the cages just to be rejected on blank pages,
I crawled out of the quick stand but apparently that means no ambitions,
Keep the cheek to tongue speech to all those who remain to leech,
I'm not bleak when I speak... Go suck off someone with vanerial disease,
I persuaded mother to provide you with visitation,
So your frustration taken out on me isn't appreciated,
It's so strange how incapable of change mankind remains,
Try to rearrange and steer away from the same,
Keep unprotected as the semen is injected,
Responsibilities neglected as you remain an adolescent


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Stand Alone

In the light of the dark
In the dark of the light
Standing alone are the Heroes
Against evil they fight
Evil lurks
At every turn
Any given moment
Ones soul may burn
True are the ones
That make that final stand
Freedom they have sought
Throughout this land
Some died when they fought
Yet died with a purpose
Evil is not
Solid, and visible
Evil is lightless
And mental
Free will, is the evil
In some men
Others use it for the good
Yet men are cursed
With greed, and lust for power
Only when we are face to face
Notice we will
In our darkest hour
Evil is not
Seen by the eye
Evil is seen
By the soul
Dark, and light
Represent evil and good
The dark can be pierced by light
The light not pierced by dark
To evil men must
Finally say hark


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With Christ YOU CAN Overcome

With Christ…   You Can Overcome!



One of the things I don’t understand, Is the wickedness throughout this land. I’ve often thought and have pondered. How can this evil continue much longer? It’s amazing what man will do to each other. How people treat their sisters and brothers! The Bible says that the heart is wicked above all things. We can testify to the destruction an evil heart brings! In all of this wickedness, sin and confusion… There is an answer! There is a solution! We’ll find eternal hope and a peace within… As we come to Christ and confess our sin! Why not allow Christ to make you complete? Lay your every burden and worry at his feet! He’ll restore your life and wipe away your tears. His perfect love will cast out your fears! He’ll restore to you, what the enemy has taken. With him by your side… You’ll not be forsaken! Your heart will be strengthened and renewed! His words of life are like “heavenly food.” By the blood of the lamb… You can overcome! Christ has the victory! The battle’s been won! By Jim Pemberton


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The tragic comic on his way to meet Jesus

the worldly folk armies of the twice enchanted for common tragedies                           reaping the pleasures of others that they can no longer enjoy singing goats songs                escaping to the hills of freedom while a coil of rope of undisclosed amount unravels behind the scape goat like the elusive gonzo hunter's infamous mumble as tumbling down a rabbit hole in search of self landing in a pool of sharks                                                 all have fallen short of thy glory as we Pierrots stage upon stage                                        the verismo or in contemplation committed the Pagliacci                                                with tears and laughter in your eyes where to find sanity in a mad mad world                      laughing at parodies of you own self will only last so long                                                like waking up to find the drink again with shaky hands                                                      for all have sinned on the way to meet Jesus                                                                     for He came to save the lost the friendly physician rejoicing more for one sheep found than the ninety-nine still on a more tragic note is the one who thinks he is not lost                     counting sheep to go to sleep to get passed the regrets of the day                                      awaking to chance wandering the world for another day                                                blinded by an unseen enemy who tells him he will be okay                                               then repeat the matter of his own comedy without hope                                                     without God in this world but there is hope for I was there                                              to find find power love and a sound mind a peace that surpasses all understanding             while working so hard to find the who am I                                                                  The good shepherd found me my greatest treasure                                                      may He find you the Lord Jesus is the gift to mankind                                                       when you find him it does not have to end in a tragic time


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Politics And Politicians

The good is evil and the evil is good;
The omen is clear,yet,no one reads,
The signal is up, still no one heeds,
There is but one use of power,
It is to save people,
But all we hear of power is trouble,
Everyone wants to get and use it,
They want to gain popularity,
Winning elections a neccesity,
Campaigns all exaggerations,
Their evil deeds no explanation,
Well-wishers they are yet to woo,
Birds chatter where they woo,
Birds chatter where they coo,
The desire to be famous is an attempt,
Forgetting that familiarity breeds contempt;
Speeches are delivered in lying tongues,
Manifestoes in dying souls,
People are suffering,children are dying,
Still,they're obstinate and blind,
Passing frrom deception to deception,
And to final illusion,
Host in the wonder of their own greatness.



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Lost In His Drunken State

He's always so angry, So many hurtfully words ..
Nasty and evil , Is whom he has become...
Pacing back and forth, In his demented world ..
The man i knew .. Is no longer there 

He looks the same , Feels the same, even sounds the same ,
Yet those evil spite full words , Its just not him, not the man I 
Once knew.. 
That’s what he's become ...

Controlled by the demons .. Possessing his head ..
The paranoid drunk .. He wouldn't even like himself ..

He so lost .. In his world off madness ..
He has no idea .. Whom he's become ...

What he does, and says , I know its not him ..
Lost in his world off the drunk, paranoid, mess,

I just wish he could see himself … 
What he has become .. 


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Help me

I walk around these halls,
Feeling more dead than alive.
I don't want to be here at all,
I'm just praying I'll survive.

Nothing makes sense to me,
Everything is engulfing me.
Will you save me from myself
I'm scared of myself.

I'm scared of what I'll do,
I'm scared of what will happen
I'm lost in this world of fear.
I don't think you can save me.

I'm too far gone,
There's no going back,
The pain has just begun
Where am I at?

What world am I in,
Where have you taken me?
Why can't I awake from this,
This is a nightmare, please help!

This is a mistake,
I don't belong here,
I think I'm dead.
Is this actual hell?

The devil took me away,
He calls this my home.
I do not like it here,
But I have no choice.

I can't get away from him,
He won't let me go.
I don't understand this,
What did I do to deserve this?

~k.t.


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Her x

Diluted coward
Polluted soul
Your heart it holds a gaping hole
Sadistic brain waves ooze out of your lips
Your words are bound by a satanic grip
Your control on others has minimized,
In defeat you suddenly want to compromise
Not in this life, not on my path
Soon you’ll feel
Eternal wrath.

By: Sabina Nicole


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Pierce The Gloom

Pierce The Gloom


Pierce the gloom under purple sails
cold the rain that forever falls
False is the prophet that ever tells
great honor rang true in these halls

Hide ye behind golden false banners
dark spirits dwelling in your band
Deceit lies silkened in false manners
evil the Crown that rules your land

Purple King steals your life's bread
as hope eludes your soul's plight
Blows descend upon your bowed head
you, that forever declines to fight

Royal colors your minds enthrall
as evil lies in your shallow beds
Dark spirits birth wicked flowers
where evil reigns in crying hours

R. LINDLEY
11/18/1976


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D'Evil Returns

As I get closer to hell it 
Seems easier to get 
Caught up in these evil 
Dreams where deals with
Devils begin to rule upper
Body levels and I’m stuck
On automatic stuck between
A rock and a “hard” place
I’m trying not to use about 
To lose this long-distance 
Race soon to be content 
With last place and “her”
Consolation prize or two
Cause these lies while they
Do not eradicate you I
Manipulate the shades of hue
Screens I pull over unsuspecting
Eyes all the while trying to
Be faithful but with every
Second a piece of my
Conscience dies pressure has
Reached critical dam has
Been breached old rituals
Returned bad habits that
Burned notches in belts
When distance and time
Was just a figment of 
Grandfather watches and 
Clocks begging Father 
Time to stop so I can 
Live in the moments
When I heavenly dream
Cause only then you seem
To exist without fear of hurt
And this dirt I throw on
Our love’s coffin every time
My mind wants to sin
Every time my body wants
To give in to temptation
No abbreviation only
Full word encounters
Forgetting the night we 
Founded this incredible 
Bond writing this heavenly
Song I won’t write outside
Our lines but my soul cries
Cause my heart isn’t here
But my body is and
My body feels
The evil returning
Familiar ghosts spurning
New rules new tools
To build evil connections
Illegal body bridges
Close to the edges
Of the earth
Nowhere to turn
D’evil returns


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Kite Strings

If you’ll pardon the simile; 
My life is like a kite you see,
Blowing up and down, back and forth.
In spite of both my shape and size,
The altitude I’ll realize
Depends on who’s holding my cord.

A metaphor is in that strand:
It’s what grounds me, you understand.
My personal code is my string.
It’s how I was taught right from wrong,
When to resist, or go along.
No kites can fly without that string.

Who do you choose to hold your cord?
Idols, the Devil, or the Lord.
The choice is yours. Who guides your life?
It comes down to who can you trust,
Who has your back, who loves you most?
The Lord, your family, and your wife.

So when dark winds blow you around,
And you feel you’re more lost than found,
Recall how much you’ve got to lose.
Because, Father, Son, Holy Ghost,
Your wife, and family love you most.
Think about them all when you choose.


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Alert - Evil Has Escaped

Alert -Evil Has Escaped

May I have your attention please!  May I have your attention please! 
Early sunrise, yesterday eternity, evil escaped. Its real and it’s a big deal. It was given life twice for a hideous crime that doesn’t rhyme.

Be careful and keep in mind, there is no shame in evil’s game. Evil comes in many disguises, and has been known to change your life without a fight.

As we speak, evil was just seen at 33rd and Good Hope Street.  Two victims in a dispute suffered great mental, physical and spiritual pain. My, my,  another two claimed.

You ask, is there an M O, for this evil. The answer is, for sure. We must not allow it any more.  Just last week, two friends in school were fooled.

  Evil does what evil does best; it attacks your sanity, when you had little rest.
It has no respect for age, gender, sex, religion or nationality. 

Selfish and extremely dangerous. If seen, please notify the nearest Office of Goodness and Mercy.  Or contact Goodness directly at www.goodnessgotyourback@Bgood.com.

As a result of your call, evil was arrested and picked out of a profile. Judge ‘Tired Of’, selected a jury who is mean and furious.

After the evidence was brought in, evil was told to raise it right hand and be sworn in. Evil refuse to tell the truth, arguing it was against my belief.  The judge said don’t worry, you want get any relief this day, not even a brief stay.

As a result of it crimes, Evil was banished from the face of this earth. And given two hours before sunset to remove itself from the minds and hearts of humanity, or face a deadly calamity.

Friends, it’s within your will to let peace be still.
Dr. “G”


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The Fool Has Said There Is NO God

The Fool Has Said; “There Is No God…”

The fool has said; “God does not exist.”
Yet God’s creation is
 all around his midst…

These people are corrupt, 
and do evil works…
Forsaking a God who can heal 
their sin and hurts…

The Lord God looks down
 on the children of men…
And sees all of the wickedness
 and evil within.

Do any seek God? 
Do any truly understand?
The goodness and love God
has  extended toward man?

There is not one.  
None that do any good…
As God’s word is forsaken 
and misunderstood.

Do any take time to call 
on God’s name?
He rules on high and his 
righteousness reigns!

Behold the salvation of Israel 
comes from Zion!
His name is Jesus
 and his glory is shinin’!

The prince of peace.  
Mighty God is he!
He’s here today 
and can set YOU free!

Why not serve this God 
who reigns supreme?
He IS God.  
And can do anything !!!

By Jim Pemberton   
Read Psalm Ch. 14


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Heartless

In the woods wonders a fool, 
He walks along a sorrowful path.
His soul has fallen beneath the rule
of a vengeful woman’s wrath.

He begs forgiveness from the dark, 
For that is all who can hear his cries. 
Even his shadow refuses to hark, 
as the tears flow from his eyes. 

With his heart she stole the good, 
and crumbled it into the dirt. 
As he begged, broken he stood,
wishing for a way to stop the hurt.

No second chances, no more tries. 
She couldn’t forgive him once more
No amount of tears nor alibis, 
could wash away the bottles on the floor. 

He sipped past his final excuse,
He lost her love now once for all. 
Now he walks to a lonely noose, 
Haunted by the demons call. 

Love has turned her face away
the pain now takes control. 
There were no silver words to say, 
That could pay this poor fools toll. 

As he wanders deep and deeper
his sorrow is overthrown by rage. 
Now as he awaits the reaper,
his heart is stabbed within its cage. 

Addiction has poisoned and made him ill 
It’s blackened his heart and stolen his sight
His anger it boils and readies to kill, 
Demons have awoken in his heart tonight.

A transformation has taken place, 
tonight a monster has been born. 
An evil slithers across his face, 
flowing from where his heart was torn. 

In the woods awaits an angry fool, 
love has left him and he rots in pain. 
He hates the living like an evil ghoul, 
and death runs through his every vein. 

In the dark by damnation's gate
He sits alone and lingers. 
waiting for that woman’s fate
to fall into his fingers. 

He wants her to look into his eyes,
and fear what she has created. 
He wants to kiss her as she dies, 
and whisper why he’s waited. 

He wants his life to be rebuilt,
He wants the heart that she stole
He wants to be free of the guilt,
He wants to regain his soul. 




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Their Souls Departed

   She walks the streets
Of dim lit lights
The heart broken homeless woman
Lady of the night.
.
   The world was yours
Gold and pearls, a platinum life
Married to a silver spoon
You were once a rich mans wife.
.
   Your husband befriends the spirit king
A storm of abuse and alcohol rain
Now you run to spare your life
The only hope is to escape the pain.
.
   State to state with blackened heart
Into the night is where you sleep
Within the darkness led astray
Where lonesome lives and gutters weep.
.
   To your new home
No key no door
Emptiness squared
Of paper board.
~~~
   He walks in silence all alone
Seeking out divinity
Mile upon mile on worn out shoes
Through the streets of un-lit trees.
.
   Contrition holds his broken heart
Bound to earth by saddened love
His soul was taken within a glance
He is now the lonesome dove.
.
   Once a father, a husband, 
A man
A wonderful life
Of dreams and plans.
.
   Until that night in the car together
Unknownst the evil seed
A green light passed and through a yellow
The devil in drunken speed.
.
   A wreck to fell the family tree
Within the night of silence brings
A horrid vision imprinted the mind
Of a soulless man with broken wings.
~~~
    Even while life continues to shine
    There comes a girl of only nine
    Abandoned, alone to hope adored
    Mommy is gone to be a whore.
.
    This child walks in huddled arms
    Frightened to be where evil charms
    She finds a box to crawl inside
    Alone to live, alone to cry.
.
    While tears fall down upon her face
    A sound has startled her in her place
    Unbeknownst the box with broken tape
    This nine year old girl will now be rapped.
~~~
   Now as I sit
In the comforts of home
I knew none of these people
Or the streets they called home.
.
   I lived like most, in ignorance
To those poor and suffering lives
Never once did I adjust
A thought or even an eye.
.
  Yet on the set the news I stare
Police lights shine in heavy glare
Those unknown people, those broken hearted
Lie still in the night, their souls departed.

     BY: DARREN J McMURRAY
     Placid Poet


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If I Could Change the World

If I Could Change the World

If I could,
I’d wave a magic wand and change the world,
Imprison Satan for a thousand years.
I’d mend the evil hurts maligning man.
Give smiles and work together hand in hand.
All would serve one another…no demands.
And live upon the earth without life’s fears.
Then, walk with God and listen to His years.

But, alas,
There is no magic wand for me to wave.
And Satan has grown strong for many days.
His evil schemes connive and sneak inside.
Until God’s righteous ways aren’t recognized.
For now, I’ll seek God’s goodness every day.
And try to help all fellows on life’s way.
Then, pray at night, “God, help me do Thy will.”

Until Eternity,
I’ll listen, to the holy words I read.
Use caution with my words; and do good deeds.
When asked, I’ll help another if I can.
And share a goodly smile throughout the lands.
No matter if the help is big or small.
I’ll pray to God and give each task my all.
And end the day with peace for serving God.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 21, 2010
Poetic form: Rhyme


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Regrets

This anger that is inside me now is tearing me apart,
    After all this time I find you had been lying from the start.
I am hurting so much from the pain you have caused me,
    By using your beauty and charm so I would not see.
All the lies and deceit while loving you and giving all my trust,
    I will expose your evil ways and mean doings this is a must.
Never  should another endure what you have put me through,
     This I will make sure of if it's the last thing that I ever do.
How dare you break my heart and then treat me so bad ,
      It  takes a lot to upset me but girl you have made me mad.
You've no idea the rage that I am carrying inside me now,
      I will make you regret this one day I will figure out how.
If it's the last thing I do I am going to make a example of you,
      How and when I am not sure of but trust me it will be soon.
You walk away from me as if you've done nothing wrong,
      Believe me girl I will show you and it wont take me long.
Seriously do you think you can get away with treating me this way?
      So wrong you are for that and you will know this one day.
That deceiving the man thats so in love with you ,
      Is something you are going to learn not to ever do.
Why would you ever do this to a man that loved you so,
      I guess this is something that I am never going to know.
This anger inside that is slowly tearing me apart ,
       Blinded by your ways I was completely in the dark.
Just one more thing I must say to you before I go ,
       You are evil  and that's something everybody will know.
TAC
   


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"ME"

"ME"
Up and down...round and round.
Deep within my mind.
I search for the words....
I ...just cannot find.

My memories mix..
Like posters... on a billboard sign.
The colors soon fade...all to black and white.
By the evil hands of time.

How again?...
Must I find...
Love..?
To seal my 
heart....                                                                                                                    
Only mine.
Fit just like a glove.

No time I have to waste.
For the evil hands of time...
Move at...a very awesome pace.

I look inside the mirror...
It's looking straight back at me.
What is missing?
How I begin to easily see...
What I thought was my life...
Me!                                               
                                                               Written By: Gwen Jones
                                                               Friday, February 26, 2010
                                                              Georgetown, Louisiana


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Coming Out Of The Shadows

In my life I am lost,
Like i am stuck in a holocaust.
I seem to fade away,
Here alone and decay.
There is no will to fight,
I pretend I am all right.
The smile I hold is fake,
At any second it could break.
All feelings set loose,
Emotions will reproduce.
Yet no tears from this eye,
Only because you standby.
When I break you grin,
Your strength is held within.
I look at you and am impressed,
You only want me to be depressed.
I get back on my feet.
You will fall in defeat. 
You think I am at the end of my time plan.
I am sorry to say my life has just began.


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I Don't Wanna

I apologize for the lies, I used for my disguise.

I must learn not to sympathize, but to empathize.

‘Cause my negative actions terrorize the people who I idolize and/or prize.

Therefore, I realize the fact I have to revise, minimize and sterilize my life, because of this, music is my sunrise, but only my passion for music can end my self-destruction or demise.

Therefore I need to rationalize my choices so I don’t get categorized or characterized and criticized for my evil side in which is the side of me I despise.

Therefore I vocalize (sing) and verbalize (rap), 

To visualize my arise for being wise in my attack.

To recognize, penalize and exercise the poltergeist

or evil spirit which advertised the sin and lies of rap.

This is my attack, to rise, ‘cause rap today is

built on lies, so utilize your gifts and talents

to surprise, neutralize, baptize and revolutionize

a world of demise and introduce a world of facts.

I don’t wanna dignitize the world of media’s lies.

A true rebel today goes against the norm of the idolize of merchandise.

So be a true rebel and change today’s world of media. Listen to the message ‘cause the truth underlies.

So get this message because it mystifies.

These following I don’t wanna’s are mine and try to see my life through not yours, but my eyes. 

1. I don’t wanna be locked up, I just wanna go home.

But I keep on doing wrong, that’s why I sing this song.

2. I don’t wanna cry no more, but I’m so depressed. But I’ve witnessed blood and gore, these feelings I express.

3. I don’t wanna be alone, I just wanna have my own. I will always sing my songs, trying to right my wrongs.


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A Revival Of A Different Kind

A Revival Of A Different Kind!

There is coming a revival of a different kind!
It’s a revival of evil and perverted minds!

As this evil tide of wickedness begins to unravel…
A path from God this country begins to travel!

Many churches abandon God’s truth and holiness…
Rather they pursue man’s sin and wickedness!

As many seek fantasies and ungodly perversions…
They’ve been “baptized” into sinful immersions!

The very way that God designed marriage to be…
Is beginning to shape this country’s destiny!

Corruption is becoming rampant in the land!
The ten commandments, 
few really understand!

It’s time to come to Jesus and repent of our sins!
A time for truly living for Jesus needs to begin!

God calls us to come out and be holy and sanctified!
It was for all of us that his son was crucified!

Let’s pray for a revival and renewing of our lives!
And stop listening to Satan’s deception and lies!

It’s time to stand up for God what his word’s about!
And pray for a cleansing to take
 place throughout!

It’s time to have revival of
 Holy Ghost’ conviction!
And bring God back to 
this hurting nation!

03/02/13


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Choosen Few

Ever since I descended
On this earth I made a decision
My life my struggles up and downs and the world would be distant
If things got too deep my fist clinches
Opening I'm against it
Conquering your obstacles that's where the strength is
Angry pissed off mr Moore descriptions
Dishin physical and verbal assualts with a venomous vengeance
And I ignore them their opinion is nonsense
They know that side of me makin it's way to past tense
God is good devil is evil I'm both of their extension
God asked the devil to help create my existence
Just like almighty my help often goes unnoticed
Just like Lucifer the evil I commit gets exploded and noted
Come to the podium if knew him nobody approach it
Empty body of work no need to clothe it
Since the devil in me a blessing I can't be granted
Father left me can't you signs of abandonment
The one blessing he gave I drove away with my antics
Flipped the switch now our friendship damaged
It vanished into space and landed on another planet
Worked hard for obstacles that appear to be outlandish
Days numbered
Shot fire tear through attire but my soul left so my bodied was just  
slumbered
Takin then came back and resurrected
In rest of the people I respected
Specs in the rapper consuelor dancer mother father together the person  
connected
My story in those I selected
So upon my exit
They know in them I exist
So as I upsurge upward
I'll sit on clouds no forced in peace next to cj and grandpa as I send  
my final words
Since I couldn't tell my life the chosen few cam spread to the world


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No Rest For The Wicked

I am the evil poet
Evil spells conjured 
Nine love potions
Potent incantations 
Written on scrolls
Bleeding ceaselessly
To bleed is to live
To write is to breathe
With every breath taken
More evil awakened 
Devils on the shoulders 
Cant be shaken
No mistaking for Christmas 
Ghosts the leeching hosts
Life force sucked
Not able to duck 
Can’t escape the chase
The noxious race
Ballet of death
“No rest for the wicked”
A snake laying in a
Thicket of lies


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As The Wind Blows

As the wind blows and doors open and close love pours from my heart into an unknown 

location a constant fight against hatred as it tries to enter the emptiness in my heart its 

slowly seeping in to the invisible cracks in my heart which are suppose to be sealed a battle 

between good and evil is what I prefer to call it as my emotions jump up and down in a 

undesirable manner leaving my body in shock confused and puzzled at what’s really going 

on causing it to fight away good and evil leaving me virtually heart less being love and hate 

retardant but occasionally things seem to make it thru but it always seem to be hatred end 

of the totem pole which causes me to fight harder to block all things out for the unwanted 

feel of evil and the want for love which there seems to be none around leaving me heartless 

emotionless and with a frown wondering will love ever come around


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I Long For Yesterday

Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
I can't find light to brighten up my days,
I guess I'll just fall astray.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
I can't seem to set all the problems free,
I guess my only option is turn back and flee.
Although I sit here and have this guilt,
I'm burning down the good I ever built.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run. 
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.
Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away,
Now it looks as though they're here stay.
Suddenly I'm not all the man I used to be,
There's an evil shadow inside of me.
The good times were an easy game to play,
I'm searching for a place to hide away.
I don't know why I have to run.  
I still can not say,
I've done everything wrong,
Now I long for yesterday.


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Plays of Sadsim

The evil ones who are leaders,have the youth who look up to them trying to change their ways to be just like them

Not realizing how they are poisoning innocent minds so they can have followers

Causing death around them not caring because they are still living

These are the same people we trusted and turned deaf if someone told us so

People rather listen to evil then listen to what the good ones have to say


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Facing Inner Demons

Where do the Demons come from
That reside in us from deep within?
Where do their evil powers lie?

Were they always dwelling there
Or did I somehow invite them in?
Haunting you…Haunting me
Did I commit some Cardinal sin?

Will someone, somewhere someday
Help me to drive them out
To free me from their evil whims
To allow me to ever live without?

They are always, always, there it seems
Pushing me to the verge of the ever after
And I struggle daily just to cling
To the rafters of myself and what I’ve been 

To hold on to the tangible
And not get swept away
Into the demon’s nothingness
Where I’ll cease to forever have been.

 
Copyright Christine A Kysely 2010 November 26, 2010

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

 



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My Final Prayer

Lord, let  my heart  be  directed  in  the  ways   that  You have  laid  before me.    May  my  
strength  grow  as I take each step toward doing Your will.   Chase  away  fear and doubt  
that  may  try  to plaque me, and keep mine  eyes fixed on You.

As I accomplish each task set before me, may Your blessings pour out, not only to me and 
my household but to those whom I have touched in Your name.

Let each life bathe in Your beauty, grace and grow in wisdom, strength and uprightness.

Let all  those  whom  have been touched by You, stand tall and fixed on doing Your will.  
Cause them to hate evil and love to do Your just will  in righteousness, being careful not to 
destroy those that are held captive against their will.  For it is not flesh and blood that we 
battle, but evil principalities, powers of the darkness.

Show  us  how  to  free  the  captives  and  destroy  the  powers of the evil one, that he 
may not retaliate against them or us.  Station your mighty warring angels round about us in 
battle.

Make our hearts strong in Your Word, give our spirits the discerning knowledge so as not to 
be fooled by an imposter

Enlighten us  to  the extent  that it is only You whom we seek and You that we see.   In  
the  faces  of  those  hurting  around  us, give us compassion  to  mend  their  weary  body  
and  soul.    Send  Your Holy Spirit to feed their spirits and bring life back to their bodies.

Let us not grow  weary  by  the news headlines that we see and hear, but let us stand up 
and rejoice for Your time is near.

Gather us  together in spirit, that no matter where we are on this earth, we feel the strength 
flowing from other Christians to minister to us and stand beside us in our final battle against 
evil.  Make our spirits as one.

Praise God, when that final trumpet blows and Jesus comes in all his glory and power!   Let 
His Majesty reign over all the earth!  In humbleness  we bow, in victory we cry out, for our 
Savior has returned, in  all  His  Greatness  to  rule  for ever  and  ever.  

Peace and love flow through our land once again.  Amen.


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U and I

‘’I ‘’ is the ego
The most complicated thing in life 
Handle it with much care  
The source of anger 
The creator of ‘’sin’’ 
And the problem maker 
When ‘’I ‘’ is put between 
‘’s’’ and ‘’n’’ 
Replace ‘’I ‘’ with ‘’u’’ 
And see with wonder 
How the culprit turns into a ‘sun’ 
Guiding you and providing light on the path 
You wish to tread upon. 


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A New Life

Satan is pain, God is pleasure
What man in his right mind wants to live in hell forever?
But if we want to live with God, we have to make the world better
There's too much evil here for God and the world to be together
Look at our thoughts and actions
Why are we so foolish?
The only time we open our mind is to let Satan use it
The only time we open our heart is to let evil rule it
Will God turn His love away when I see Him on Judgement Day?
If I've lived and died in sin, that's just the price I have to pay
God gives us life but we let Satan take our life away
We can change the world but first, we must change ourselves
If we don't, we all will be destined to burn in hell
No, God, not me!Exorcise these demons from my mind!
I need you because I'm blind and my soul is dying
My heart is crying, the serpent is near me, lying
God, everytime I give good a try, it makes me want to die!
There's nothing but evil here, from the time of the sun to the time of the moon
And I'm a baby in the beast's womb because I'm being consumed
I war with my spirit and my flesh, I'm in the darkness and the light
But I'm buried in evil's grave and I need a new life


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My dark friend

An evil falls within your bodyThat no one can see
A darkness that's meant for you and me 
Never in this world have I found a soulAs evil as dark as broken as mine
Hood up eyes darken your heart beats slower as you walk my way
A friend of mine you have changed
Every muscle in my body tells me to run Away 
My heart feels the painAs my soul watches its twin walking in 
Sliding down the wallUnable to do anything else
Breathing quicken as I feel you next to me
Eyes open to see evil itself in front of meA growl flows from the familiar places
Your breathe burns my neck in the best ways
Scared of what I see but I can't push you away 
I lean farther to the cornerAnd in the moment of my weakness 
You went in for the killYour body pushed against mine
Your teeth on my neckGrowling As I knew in any second my life could be through
Your teeth scrapping my neckAs you breath filled my ears and blow my hair
No where to run,not wanting to scream
Curling into my selfYou pull my arms away 
Pinned now Held by your power
The darkness covers me and I give up the fight
My Evil rises My demons once again walk
My resting place I have found, an understanding of the claimed now
Unleashed and untamed I look into your eyes
Only to find the light is gone,The humanity has fallen
Now I see everythingNo shield No glamor 
Blackness pours out of your eyes as if they were waterfalls
My mind tells me to be scared The light in my soul says to pray
Voices said that you were hear to make me learn 
To teach me the ways 
We are the two that our cursed
Smiles cross our faces I now no where I completely belong
Your hand reaches outI can't resistsThe peace the comfort 
I'm Home as I accept his hand and my life begins to fall away 
Now I understand that I am yours
I know who you are As the world passes us by
You pull me off the wall and lead me towards his victims 
Or are they our friendsLooking around they see nothing different 
My hand in his as we stand by there sides
A moment in time we shared A moment only we could see 
As if someone stopped the turn of this world 
I Urn for the feeling of our darkness
It whips away all the pain, It connects us in a ungodly way
Feening for this drug again, Sober scares us into the light
Stoned enables us to find the meaning of our life
You are my connection to what is ours
You are my darkness that pulls me back from the light
You are what reminded me of why I am here
We were meant to meet meant to invoke the powers we were giving
And save our selves from each other


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Bad to Good Spinning Wheel.

Bad to Good Spinning Wheel



It's hard to explain on how I feel..
My life has been turning on this big wheel.
I have always tried to do my best.
Staying alive has been my great test.

The Monster has once tooken over my brain.
It brought me guilt it brought me pain.
It showed me power then gave me control.
I was hurting people I was hurting souls.

I was selling things that blocked their minds.
Then they were hooked then they were mines.
I ran then rolled from place to place.
I took their money so they can just have a taste.
The Evil hovers a dark cloud over me.
My soul was tooken then my addiction wouldn't let me free.

Then one day God, put it to a stop.
He sent me to jail when I got caught.
I was there alone then scared.
No one would help me, no one cared.
Ther I sat for that one crime.
I was punished I did my time.

Then one day this man gave me this book.
It changed my soul, it changed my look.
The Evil has left now, I am free.
But everywhere I go my addiction keeps on taunting me.
So I Pray and Pray.
For this temptation, 
To Leave.


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Yellow Glowing Jack-O-Lantern

Through a green landscape sits a lit pumpkin Jack-O-Lantern beaming brightly outward Sense of dire need to those with a great sin Knowledge of pain and suffering inward Fierce orange pumpkin hates to be picked on Jack-O-Lantern beaming brightly outward The pumpkin strives higher, a witch’s pawn Evil graces its engraved face throughout Fierce orange pumpkin hates to be picked on Powers of the pumpkin, never in doubt Showing its might by the eyes about it Evil graces its engraved face throughout Aura about the pumpkin that is lit It reeks of evil through the open holes Showing its might by the eyes about it To keep the darkness as part of its goals Through a green landscape sits a lit pumpkin It reeks of evil through the open holes Sense of dire need to those with a great sin
Russell Sivey


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Something Must Change

Something has to change, even if it is something I must GIVE!

Anything and everything will I sacrifice, including this life I LIVE!
It is needed to prepare a better life, for the life of my KIDS.
Trying to detour them away from the things that you DID
Trying to help them through the trials and tribulations, they try to keep HID.

Something must change, even if it is something I must GIVE!

Why must I have to give change for CHANGE?
Why can’t people just change for change ITSELF?
Why must everything involve personal WEALTH?

People are quick to go digging through other’s CLOSETS.
Instead of cleaning off there own SHELFS.

Something has to change, even if it is something I must GIVE!

I’ve seen many RACES,
I have looked upon many FACES.
Things that has left it’s footprints as MEMORIES. 
Others have left no TRACES.
I’ve seen many people fall short of the GLORY.
I’ve seen many people lives be read as STORIES.

Something has to change, even if it is something I must GIVE!

It troubles my HEART.
That this behavior has actually been in existence from the very START!
Yes, it is true there were evil DEEDS.
From the days of Adam and EVE,
there were sins committed, before there was a “Good and Evil TREE”.

Something has to change even if it is something I must GIVE!

Because all of this wrong, can be no where near RIGHT!
I must have made a wrong turn, because no one else can turn RIGHT!
Total damnation, is the only thing I see in their SIGHT.
I guess it is all on me, it is all my fault, RIGHT!
Smothered by total darkness, I can’t even see any LIGHT.

Something has to change even if it is something I must GIVE!

If someone doesn’t stand, then everyone will FALL!
I guess I must be the one to save ALL.
I closed my eyes, decided to give my father a CALL!

Then he replied, “Something has to change even it is something U must GIVE!
I hope you are willing to pay a SACRIFICE!
After searching the entire world for one, your life will SUFFICE!







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NOT FOLLOWING IN CAIN'S FOOTSTEPS

It's fearful to think
that your last moment has come,
and like a pen out of ink...
it stops when a word needs to rhyme.


Keep off the edge at any cost, death waits avidly
for another victim to be added to its toll...
go the opposite direction where you find a wall
to avert another possible tragedy.


Desperation plays a major part in awful thoughts,
hope is found in faith: read all Proverbs and be saved by their soothing words;
ignoring wisdom is to live foolishly and recklessly as thugs...
why live a wretched life and hate others? Why keep on sharpening your swords? 


I have never gripped on rocks to reach that edge of despair,
even though death seemed real and allowed no escape,
but with will and determination I was able to annihilate 
those evil forces coming out of demons who had no love to share.  


Why be unappreciative, troublesome, worrisome and uneasy...
when life can lead one to victory as it has led many in History?
Commit an evil act, and you'll suffer more than Cain...
embrace love and your fear will never drive you insane.


Entered in Linda-Marie's contest,
" Life and Death...And Beyond..."
Written by Andrew Crisci


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Evil Never Ceases


like a hole
in a bucket
that’s always
leaking,
or a faucet
that’s always
dripping,

evil never
ceases
till death 
do us
part

like a brief
memory lapse
that’s always
evident,
or a faux pas
that’s always
awkward,

evil never
ceases
till death 
do us
part

like a uneasy
malaise
that’s always
present
or an incurable
addiction,

evil never
ceases
till death 
do us
part


© Eugene Harvey


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MY FALLEN ANGEL

HE'S SO DARK, iN HiS HEART,HiS THOUGHTS 
NO ONE REALLY kNOWS THEE REAL HiM
NO ONE...EXCEPT ME
HiS THOUGHTS ARE THAT OF PURE EViL AT TiMES
WHY HE CAME TO BE THiS WAY i MAY NEVER TRUELY KNOW
BUT i kNOW AND UNDERSTAND HiS THOUGHTS AS iF THEY WERE MY OWN
TWO DiFFERENT LiVES,TWO DiFFERENT PEOPLE  iN MANY WAYS 
YET WE SHARE THE SAME PAiN, THE SAME HURT
ONE HEART,ONE SOUL
WHEN HE SMiLES i KNOW THEE REASON FOR EVERY SMiRK,EVERY SOUND OF LAUGHTER 
THAT HE RELEASES i kNOW THE TRUTH DEEP WiTHiN HiM THAT NO ONE KNOWS,NOT EVEN 
HiMSELF
AT TiMES HE WONT KNOW HiMSELF BECAUSE HE'S SPENT HiS WHOLE LiFE BEiNG SOME ONE 
ELSE HE TENDS TO LOSE TO THE TRANSiTiON OF WHO HE THiNKS THEY WANT HiM TO BE
THEY THE WORLD THAT HE SO DESPERATELY WANTS TO LOVE HiM 
ALL HiS EFFORTS ARE iN VAiN FOR THEY WiLL NEVER TRUELY LOVE HiM,THE REAL HiM
THEY FAiL TO SEE HiS BEAUTY AND WHAT HE TRUELY HAS TO OFFER
ALL THEY SEE WHEN THEY LOOK AT HiM iS THE MONSTER HE'S CAPABLE OF BEiNG
BUT HE iS THE MASTER OF DECEPTiON, HE WiLL LURE THEM iN WiTH HiS LiES
THAN WHEN HE GROWS TiRED OF THEM HE WiLL MAKE THEM DEVOUR THEiR VERY OWN 
POiSiON,SHAME ON THEM 4 BETRAYiNG HiM
GiViNG HiM THEiR FALSE LOVE, ONLY LOViNG HiM AS LONG AS HE KEEPS HiS TRUE SELF 
HiDDEN
NO ONE BUT i WiLL LOVE HiM FOR WHAT HE TRUELY iS 
iVE SEEN THEE EViL THAT LURKS BENEATH THE SURFACE ,THE iNNER DEMON AWAiTiNG MY 
DEMiSE
YET iVE ALSO SEEN THEE LiGHT HE HOSTS FURTHER iN HiS BEiNG FAR AWAY FROM THOSE 
WHO PRETEND TO LOVE HiM 
i HOLD HiS TRUE LOVES CURSE AS HE HOLDS MiNE
THOUGH i SHOULD TURN AWAY FROM HiS FACE i CANNOT
CAN NEVER AND HE KNOWS iT
i KiSS HiM PASSiONATELY EVEN THOUGH HE BURNS ME
MY HEART FOREVER BEATS BESiDE HiS iN LiFE AND iN DEATH HE WiLL ALWAYS 
REMAiN ........MY FALLEN ANGEL


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Today's night

As of today 
This dreary dark moonlight day
When only the evil lurks
It devastates
Why does this cool moon breeze petrify my face
With this smurk not that of pure smile
But of a silent evil and of a un-pure light 
That shine dark and vivid 


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Freedom with chains

The devil isn't a gangster or uncivilized, his sophisticated and smart.
 He will sell you freedom with chains.


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Realistically Ever After

once I was
a scared little girl
living in a castle
with an Evil Queen
and her Ogre King

every other weekend
my White Knight
would rescue me
and take me to his
humble home for
a much-needed respite

lawmakers of the land
were under the spell
of the Evil Queen
and forced me to return
time and again

I eventually escaped
that castle and another
Ogre thrown in my path
I may seem strong
but inside I am still
that scared little girl

I no longer require rescuing
there is only room
in life for one
White Knight

I would like to find a man
who is still
a scared little boy
so that we can
hold each other's hands
as we grow up
and learn to slay our dragons
together


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What a Wonderful Day

I had such a beautiful day
The greatest blessing that I could have hoped for, came true
You guys remember awhile back
I was talking about people I had lost
But never should have
How ashamed I was over it all
Today for the first time in 16 years
I received a telephone call from my oldest friend and his family
I had sent them a Copy of my new Book
But finical backing has me looking for a top Publishing company
Anyway, that will be what it will be, when the Lord lets me know
And he always provides
The poem in question ended with,
“No matter how many years of foundation love may have”
“Addiction will destroy it, it’s the nature of the business”
All the comments I got motivating me to contact them
I just want to say, “Thank you, for I have them back in my life”
That’s what I truly adore about our site
Our friend’s depict who we truly are
And today a huge piece that had been broken off my heart
Was returned and it feels so wonderful
I am on such a natural high
(Sorry I put my daughter to bed and said her prayers)
Now where was I, Oh yes?
I had totally forgotten about our situation on the site
I read the poems directed at me on the site
The soup mail stating, “Your f ing Evil”
And I had to laugh because guess what
I’ve said that all along, I once was not just “Evil”
“I was evil in its purest and most disgusting form”
I was considered evil by the most evil
That’s why I spent many years in Prison
Many different times
Those who I truly loved and cared about where all gone
Guess why, “Because I was evil”
I carried duct tape, empty trunk and a sealed in basement
Especially after losing all those I speak of here
“Dude, I don’t want to be evil with you”
I just want you to treat my friends with respect
If you have to be mean and cruel
By all means take it out on me I do deserve it
Because you’re right, there is evil in me 
That’s why I write to control that evil
And plant the beautiful seed of love
It just goes to show, a day can start off so horrible
And end up so beautiful
When you are living your life with honor and true respect for Jesus
I may do wrong, but at least its for the right reasons
This was my brightest day of Recovery
People, places and things
That goes both ways I reckon
That is what Recovery taught me today
May the Forest have a beautiful rainbow over it?
May Angels speak deep within the spirit of its soul?
My God what a wonderful day
I was allowed back into the hearts of those that I loved
And there is nothing on this earth that can touch that







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Demons Below

go ahead with the the lies coming out of your mouth when you know that in the end the truth all comes out. everytime you go to bed, the demons awaken your soul to torcher and tear away what's left of your control. they'll tear you apart, don't underestimate the power of the dead when they just began to start. for each sin you've made comes another demon on the way. just remember there's no good in the world anymore, so there's no point in trying to lock your door. evil spelled backwards is live so evil is what we live for. don't try and deny it because if you really think about it anyone can defy it.


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The Vampress

Deadly pumpkins, their harmonious hum The rates that the goblins move is greater When the skeletons come out never dumb The neophyte, a devoted hater Brought forth ideas of evil barraged The rates that the goblins move is greater Her neckline was sumptuous, with corsage She was the vampress, taker of others blood Brought forth ideas of evil barraged What a torrent she is with her black hood Waving at all her pumpkins, skeletons She was the vampress, taker of others blood She strikes strongly, swiftly breaking tendons Taking down the mightiest men around Waving at all her pumpkins, skeletons She is alarming even without sound Deadly pumpkins, their harmonious hum Taking down the mightiest men around When the skeletons come out never dumb
Russell Sivey


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Spoken

Spoken!


Are we meant to walk a tight straight line,
Wouldn’t that be saying to walk like the blind.
How will the hollow be treated in the end,
The two edge sword is being used for family and friend.
A crooked smile is hard to bend right,
The strong is most needy when using their might.
Unconscious wisdom spoken to bring down to the top,
A cliff is extended in sight of the short stop.
Wrongful delight can’t teach a child confusion,
But a picture made by evil hands gives a right way illusion.
Falling short to the tall brings along a silent bed,
Hot air in a head makes no stop air blown on hot makes stop while ahead.
Carving your pumpkin with heart out of chest,
To take a heart out of evil empty chest is best.
Cut off your left if it hinders your right,
Close your eyes to see dark to realize whose light!

Ashley Hogan AH


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Lord Bless Us

Voodoo funky vagina, marinated in the roots of marijuana, bandicoots 
chopped up in gourmet lasagna, debut of fashion designers belts, made of 
gorgeous iguanas, human hair imported in from Tobago-n-Tijuana, sewn in 
the heads of black Madonnas, diamonds-n-drama, feelings hurt from 
opinionated comments, this drunken earth vomits, from collisions from out of 
orbit, celestial vaporous tail comets, human hearts stung by over a hundred 
diseased hornets, this pain lies dormant, souls eating defecation out of toilets, 
buttholes wide open, so anal sex they enjoy it, this feelings euphoric, Sodom-
n-Gomorrah, are biblically historic, political intellectuals disobey God’s words, 
by legalizing marriages for homosexuals, history is repeating his demented 
self, history is repeating its death, Jesus-n-Muhammad, will return to clean up 
us humans dirty little mess, technology could never change the way we 
breathe the freshness of breath, centuries have passed what’s next, for we 
are all made of flesh, and none can duck death, we live, we die, where will we 
reside, Heaven or Hell God bless, the afterlife is next, so prepare yourself, God 
bless.

May him and only him
Judge us all, please bless
Me Lord of Heaven, I’ve seen
Sketches Jesus-n-Muhammad 
Will return to clean up our dirty
Little mess in the end may God
Bless us, Lord please bless us


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Lord Please Give Me The Strength

God...give me the strength to stand 
up against this evil tide.
May I be a Christ-like example
 for God's "winning side."

Standing up for what is right
 is often hard to do.
I must do it God...if I'm going 
to be a follower of YOU!

You're an awesome God who
knows each person's heart.
But, so much of our moral fabric
 has been "ripped apart."

God looks down from heaven and sees
 our wickedness and shame.
As so many have ignored his word
 and cursed his HOLY name.

Jesus--what must I do to reach
 this lost and dying nation?
As a wave of evil spreads and 
destroys  your creation?

I must tell others of your grace 
and redemptive power.
I must act quickly.  
with each passing hour!

His judgement is coming.  
Make no mistake.
It's time to receive his salvation..
.the hour's growing late!

As our nation needs a mighty
 Holy Ghost delivering.
Help me to help others to be 
ready for Christ' appearing!

One day soon, Jesus Christ
 is coming again!
Even so Lord Jesus...
come quickly... Yes and Amen! 

By Jim Pemberton
2009


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Gossip's Remedy

Gossip is a nasty thing
spoken words not necessary true
it can cause real hurt
which sometimes turned the air blue

Anyone can fall under it's trap
if they are not careful
the remedy is honesty and truth
following them is the best rule

This rule is so hard to do
cause we all have a pull
not left or right as we think
but sinful making us a fool

So make sure you don't listen
to any gossip at all
it does you absolutely no good
better to walk straight and tall

Also don't start any yourself
only speak truth absolute
then you'll have moral integrity
sprouting from your tree of fruit

poetgord@2013


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Unholy Secrets You Keep

You haven’t changed, you have just rearranged,
The victims you take, the hearts you break.
Walking on souls, taking all you can eat,
Who will be next, it sure won’t be me.

So go back to your demented life, with all the unholy secrets you keep,
You were just an illusion, in all my confusion, you were never meant for me.
The facade of an angel, yet an angel you’ll never be,
A bad memory, with an aftertaste, like a bad piece of meat.

A selfish, lying, self-centered, cheat,
What was I thinking, the joke is on me.
You devour every good thing, yes, all that life can bring,
Feeding ever ravenously, of lies, deception, and deceit.

One day you will pay, for all you’ve acquired,
Yet this will not include my heart, my soul or desires,
No, what you’ll pay in all your gains, is that which you have seized,
Yes all that you have taken, from the mouths of my babes cheeks.
.
Now this evil is gone, from my presence and my home,
Now you must feed off of some other, goodbye dirty one.
Because you are a fake, a fraud, an unloving hog,
You just screwed up another life, without even a thought.

And without care, you devour and consume,
Taking from all, who fall victim to your ruin.
So go back from where you came, you devil in a dress,
Think you know just how to live, yet your life is just a mess.

The disaster you spread, the ruin of many lives,
The people you hurt, it’s your evil that drives.
You and your mother are one and the same,
Take a look in the mirror, you’ll see her shame.

The hate that you breed, creates weakness and need, 
Please stay away, from my children and me.
Thought you were someone, a solid person from good seed,
At one time I loved you, what a fool I must be,
I’ve saturated my life, with the unholy secrets you keep.

Goodbye you dark, absorbing, cheat,
Goodbye despairing darkness you bear.
Goodbye you thinker, of having done no wrong.
Wish you were someone else, someone who was strong.

I wish I had that girl, the one in whom I believed,
For the one I fell in love with, was  playing a part in a scene.
You were but a facade, an illusion of what I’d dreamed,
Another bad judgment call, because of the unholy secrets you keep.


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From The Ashes of My Own Twisted Soul

From the ashes of Death’s Darkness covering me
Have I finally woke up and slowly peeled back the black veil
To receive the light in so many different ways;

From the ashes have I been saved and pulled out of my grave
From which I was in without ever realizing I was;
Stepping into the light feeling so at peace and looking around;

From the ashes has the Mother deemed me fit again
Has she seen in me the potential to be saved and help others now
Or has she just seen that I want to change now

From the ashes of Death’s chains holding me back am I freed
From the negative ways and actions of my capturer’s evil and deceitful ways
And into the hallowed light that everyone sooner or later finds

From the ashes of the fire in hell have I been freed 
To wonder towards the light that truthfully scares some people
Or to wonder what it feels like to live in the light

From the ashes of pain and suffering inside my soul is there any 
Left for to take from me and replace it with 
The loving kindness and the love to love one another once and again

From the ashes of my soul broken by Death’s gates
Have I been pulled back from the horrible thing that would have had 
Trapped me in my own version of condemned hell

From the ashes of my cold black lifeless heart is it really starting to
Wake up and beat with love happiness and joy
Of knowing that have have more that my soulmate in my corner to help me

From the ashes of my twisted brainwashed fantasy in my
Head is there a way to figure out what is reality and what 
Was put there by people I thought I knew and once loved

From the ashes of my broken torn and scattered mind is there any
Way to save me from the pits of hell I have created 
And thought I had nothing to answer to but it was only created by sin

From the ashes of my very own tortured soul is
There any was out of this grave and into the light my soul wants 
So badly just to escape the deceit and evil wayed world


From the ashes of the Devil’s own twisted humor that likes  to make 
People turn away from their holy god for the 
Fleshy sins and desires that even me had to overcome through time


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The black lake

There exists a lake, both deep and black as the darkest night, 
Its surface reflects not a beam but captures all life’s light,
As still as death and not a ripple mars its glassy top,
Nothing moves upon its shores to disturb a single drop,

In the lake there lays a keep, rising up straight and tall
It reaches up like an arm of black, making you feel so small
Its sides are smooth like the finest glass no purchase can be found
All that tries to climb its walls falls quickly to the ground
It stares forth with tall windows like thin cuts through galactic space
Its mouth a soaring gothic arch with stony stairs completes its evil face

Within the walls of the bastion of darkness and cold 
Lives something truly evil and ugly to behold
It is twisted and warped into impossibly ugly shapes 
Enjoying the misery caused by others mistakes

Regally enthroned in the highest tower of the keep
It feeds on the sounds people make when they weep
It finds sustenance in the pain and suffering of all
Thus it loves nothing better than when innocents fall
Hidden and protected by its black towering walls
It sharpens it hatred into surgeon like tools

To call such thing as this, alive, would be a terrible joke indeed
It survives, it sustains and it breaths, but alive it can never be
It died some time long ago, when it gave into the dark
Its very existence now revolves around the souls that it can mark
 
This thing was not always so dark and shrouded in black
It was once a being bright with light on a righteous track
But unceasing torture and endless hurt drove this thing insane
It change from bright to darkest night as it learn to like the pain
Now it blocks out its past and its once bright and joyful start
And all the remains its hurt and pain in my broken and twisted heart.


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Evil Clock

Tick tock
Who would stop
The evil clock
Right on top
Giving evil grins
The face unholy
Brought out the chins
Wow, holy-moly
Always pointing
Those horrid arms
Don’t go looking
Best to stay calm
For one day it might
Just go coo-coo
So full of fright
You’ll get through
The last sight
You’ll ever see
Will be a flash of light
Exploding tremendously


Entrant into Nancy Jones’ “Make Me Laugh” contest


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Playing God

Everyone wants to play god,
and in turn it turns them into the devil.
Yet no one wants to play the devil,
it might make you god.


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LORD

Lord i do not understand all of the evil that is plaguing or world. 
Why are siblings sexualy abusing other siblings , 
why does a parent sexually abuse a child Priest abusing the young. 
People using themselves as human bombs. 
Evil is everywhere noone is safe. 
Slipping amthrax in through our mail system. 
Blowing up buildings and trains with inocent 
people in them. 
How can this be. 
Lord i know this is not what you had in mind. 
Lord its scary to think what may lay ahead of us at this rate. 
Lord some way some , 
how we need to put an end to this evil that is suffercating us. 
Maybe just maybe there will be peace for all. 
I Pray to you For this


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Hungry Soul

 Into the restless violent light
A hungry soul to trespass the night
Flash bang fire in streetlight glare
The walking carcass of torrential despair.
~
   Deep sunk eyes in mangled cure
This heartbeat pumps the blood of pure
Evilness that relies on pain
The hungry soul in restless gain.
~
   Fortunate paths on the Jesus cross
Where stop lights dim and love is a loss
Anger floats in stripping gauge
A couple gives life to price the wage.
~
   To then the night draws in the mind
Needless souls devouring time
Led astray to fell the night
Separated, less gripping tight.
~
   A puncture glistens this now stained knife
As the dying husband sheds tear for his wife
This hungry soul plunders his sin
As the evil encompasses the skin.
~
   Night falls dawn to horizon fare
The evil withdraws within the lair
Til moon arrives in blood tint glow
To feed another hungry soul.
~
~
     By:Darren J McMurray
        March 3, 2009


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To This World I Was Born

To this world I was born….

When Adam and Eve finally obeyed the Evil One
When the Evil One was rejoicing in his dark seat
When God was not happy of His nemesis’ feat
When the Angels could not even sing in unison 
When the golden sun, in haste, faded beyond horizon
When the charming moon lacked its own charisma
When northern star couldn’t blink, ‘cos of bad karma
When the white clouds turned nasty to a black man 
When my father spent the night with his Tuesday fan
When my mother decided her own time to conceive 
When my older brother was not willing to receive
When neighbors wouldn’t stop peeking, like damn rat
When the entire world seemed at peace, but really not 

To this world I was born….

Not to emulate my parents Adam and Eve
To resist the Evil One and not to be deceived
To serve and worship God, not only when I hear the bells 
To sing the psalms of praises, in unison with the Angels
To witness the golden sun rising from the east
To send greetings to the charming moon, with a kiss
To make a wish upon the great northern star
To dream…. floating on white clouds, not in a car
Not to have a Tuesday fan or a Thursday blonde
To use my time, for I’ve less, wisely till the last round 
To accept others mistakes… and to share, cheerfully
To love my neighbor and live with them, peacefully
To shine, against all odds, to the entire world

Yes, to this world I was born…..thru my sister’s hand
Thankful and happy as always, I am, till last days end



 


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The Snare

Do you rejoice when visit's trouble upon your kin
do you with verbal twist do cast your snare
when hurtful things present to neighbor men
and with sarcasm say you do not care
 
For time and chance in trouble are cast we down
what man among you escapes a razors edge
all mankind in this condition sometimes be found
and are taken surety for a pledge
 
When curse you call for evil fall
upon another soul
and show within your heart of sin
know that evil will take it's toll
 
What you call down will in karma drown
not where you place a curse
you may find the words unwind
and happens in reverse
 
What is so bad and makes us sad
that parents do not teach
vindictive tools bad instruction fools
and cannot a heart to reach
 
Can you bet if you cast this net
your own foot not be taken
in verbal spill to cast your will
in your own device forsaken
 
And if be heard the spiteful word
what opinion do you think
of you beware will others share
and from your friendship shrink
 
If someone shares your confidence
and pains of heart has told
do you use their trust to fence
and take from them their gold
 
If want you love you must learn
to others not be cruel
for you find same return not kind
and yourself as thought a fool
 
sources Pr 1:10-18 James 3
 
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller


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A man I call ''HUSBAND''

a man 
a lost soul 
deep within, beyond the flesh 
demons casting wicked army's of thoughts 
voices crowding corners of your mind 
a soul in war, evil over powering what once was pure at birth 

you abduct the innocence from the kindness of others, without an ounce of guilt 
you give with the anticipation of want 

you look upon other in poverty as a bur don to life 
you hold your blood driven riches as a symbol of victory 

i turn to you, flesh to flesh and say.... 
with all your riches, you sweet words of a predator in hunger 

I dint hold my self above you nor do I cast myself to your feet 

I am one of poverty in flesh 
to gain riches in the path of you.... 
i say.... 
do not drop pebbles to path the way 

for i, am on a journey where even the pebbles are the purest of gold. 
i have a long journey ahead of me, 
bumping roads may stumble me along the way.... 
but the outcome will be glorified 

I hold no animosity for all evil ways 
even poison-est snakes shed many layers of there skins 


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Faith, rationality and Islam: a crisis

The world shared some turmoil; what went wrong?
that was the question, deplored the argument;
It’s all about Pope Benedict’s address
given to his old university at Regensburg
in Germany where he had taught –
a number of years with total commitment,
genuine dialogue and contribution.

His theology speaks about history and faith
its rationality and intellectual debate
meant to participate without any regret;
with relationship between faith and intellect.

The darkness of a new episode or story to tell,
barbarism that the Pope fears in this generation;
perhaps abuse and neglect of fundemental values
that’s growing  decadence of moral continuation.

It’s how he sees now the postmodern Europe,
in different ways where there are revelations;
a climate of relativism and shared influence
secularism in the service of separation.

What’s binding in his theological rejoinder
church’s original faith expressions and traditions
a cultural product of time shared with modern trust
revisited and highlighted with modern ideas.

Plato and Aristotle are indeed proponents
of Greek philosophical tradition;
their influence in the medieval Latin formation
shared some dialogue along with revelation.

What was exactly quoted in Pope Benedict’s address
referring to Manuel II Palaeologus 
“show me just what Muhammad brought that was new,
and there you will find things only evil and inhuman,
such as his command to spread by the sword
the faith he preached.”

There’s a vivid brusqueness in this statement,
however, he explained between faith and reason;
the Muslim world reacted with anger and conclusion,
that Pope Benedict had denounced the Qu’ran in its existence.

Not in his own personal view how he said it,
without any polemics to pounce on its evil meaning
Qu’ran as an unmediated word of God;
the message of the Prophet it descended –
on Muhammad; it came from God.

Hostility continued to draw the line of division,
A process of theological need and understanding
With shared witness and value in today’s relativism,
Pope Benedict had reason completely credible.


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Evil's Hold

                               What makes a good soul go bad?
                           To leave behind everything they had.
                            To turn their backs on the good life.
                            To make a sane man go totally mad.

                              Some say they just lose sight.
                              Of what's wrong or what's right.
                                Their lust for money and power.
                                  Drives them to kill and fight.

                         The root of all evil goes beyound fame or power.
                                It's a twisted desire that grows ever hour.
                          There is no remorse, no concern, no shame.
                                     Evil is just a good soul gone sour.

                        I've seen it take it's tow in this bloody game.
                           Evil lurks in all of us, we all are to blame.
                          Evil is a fire that only we can bring to flame.
                       So put out that fire until none will remain.


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People Can Change

Death is just something we all will go thru.
No matter what caused it or how muched it hurt, it's all the same in the end.
No one should fear Death, death is not evil but a new way to start a life over.
Evil we can not really change, since it's how we live.
No matter what we do or where we go in life there will always be some kind of evil.
We might not be able to change others, but we can change our selfs to be better people in this evil world we live in.
People can change for the future they want or the person they love or for themselfs.
People can change if they want to in their heart and mind.
It might take time to change but in the end its worth it.
You change who you use to be, like if you were mean or into drugs or drama or in to fighting or into sex or boys way to much, you can change into someone that doesn't do drugs, or cause drama, or fighting, or having sex, or into boys way to much.
To a nice friendly kind person who is aginst drugs and all that.
Anyone and everyone can change it's just the matter if you want to, and what for.
And how much you change is how much you out into changing yourself for you!
Even I myself have change from what I was in the past to someone who cares whats going on life and to someone who loves everyone in my family and life who doesn't want to cause drama orfighting or anything Iv'e changed into a grown woman who is loving and caring and friendly


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Meditations

Self-annihilation is all but assured
When sin awaits patiently ensured
With every timeless inner thought
Suffering’s angst is ever wrought
Grief-stricken of hope life remains
A lifetime burden that ne’er wanes
Without end is temptation’s quest
Whereof lawless souls often wrest
Timeless error of the heart’s desire
Enticing flames of unquenched fire
O’er a bedeviled lifetime conceived
E'er weary begetting death received
Yet within the sanctum of the mind
Deep thoughts always strive to find
But dark sands of time ever shifting
Preempt signs of faith truly uplifting
As endless resolutions fail to change
Pertinacious choices still estranged
Tho' reverent questions still reside
Meditation’s answers jollify inside
In a battle royal for the human soul
Human nature has abdicated its role
As caretaker o’er the spirit in man
Allowing wretchedness to expand
Its sinful flesh’s territorial domain
In a ragging war it cannot sustain
Against the mind’s falling control
To eschew wickedness as a whole
Willfully pursuing all that is good
O’er all that is evil as it only could
But instead has become as a slave
An extinct heir beyond the grave
Giving evil a free winning hand
Lost in the face of fate’s final end

© Eugene Harvey 


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What is Envy

Envy is feeling sorrow at another’s good fortune and
Joy at the evil which befalls him/her as if
We ourselves were injured by the good and
Benefited by the evil that comes to him/her

11272011


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Acts of God

Neither Mother Nature nor Father Time
Has ever railed any accusation
Against God with reason or with its rhyme
For earth’s travails, there’s no gratulation
In deeds of the gods evil to the hilt
Who bring such slanders; yet, they hold the guilt

With the prince of the power of the air
Who comes to kill, deprive and raze; the theif
Of the kings and rulers everywhere,
Orchestrating casualties and grief,
Thrusting in his sickle and clutching the snath
In anger and hatred reaps earth in wrath,

For he was cut down; falling to the ground
He drew the third of the stars of Heaven
With him, and his pomp; his viols did sound
Within his chaos until day seven
When God had made good that void with form and
On the day before gave man its command.

Thus, rage of the serpent was so subtle
To steal the crown to be god of this world,
But his time’s cut short since God’s rebuttal;
So he takes out his vengence, and it’s hurled
At those who have no law and make no pledge,
At overcomers gaurded with a hedge;

The winds, earthquakes and fires pass by with force,
But God only good, is without the blame
When Father tells Mother to take this course;
Since the gods follow evil to the flame,
The earth is in sorrows to be redeemed,
And God is the One most often blasphemed.


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What am I?

I look into my past 
And see the mistakes I made
The lies I said 
The tears I shed
The people I hurt and the thing I did
What am I goin become?

What lies in my future?
Will their be pain 
Or maybe even crime 
Maybe time will tell 
What I’m goin become ?

Evil sometimes takes the lead 
Makes a person do thing they can’t  believe 
Pain will come from evil 
Is evil what I’m goin become?

Happiness is hard to find 
Makes a person walk a good line 
Success will come from happiness
Is this what I’m goin become?

My future isn’t clear 
So my present life is what’s near 
My life is yet to come 
What am I?


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Questions

Why is it that I feel this everlasting pain 
And that there is no hope in this world
Why is it that I have so much to gain
But yet I can’t seem to get a grip on it

Why do I feel this deep feeling of emptiness
Ever drowning in it grasps of evil and sorrow
I can’t seem to move on 
I can’t seem to let go

Feelings that come and go 
Then I think there gone for good
But they always seem to break through and show
Victims of my suffocating words of demise
How can I shut someone down with hate
And yet I give people advice
It’s not there fault
But why do I make them pay the price

Why is this devil playing with my head, heart, soul, my existence
I’m a slave to the black bitter darkness 
And it always over powers my resistance

Why do I hurt the ones I love
I hate to feel this devastation
Why do they still love me
I don’t deserve it
Yet I still receive it without hesitation

What have I turned into
I don’t have a clue
Looking at my reflection
And I don’t know what to do

Why am I still alive
After all the bruises, scars, and burns 
I have endured
On this hell ride of a journey called life

I just want to be normal
I just want to be happy
I want to feel flawless
And feel that victory over this evil is mine to claim and no more to blame


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some times

some times heaven sends down there angels
to bring help love or gifts
some times we see them some we dont 
some say it is only in books of myths
some times heaven its self comes down
when a grate need is found
when love dies cries or tells only lies
heaven its self comes down from thee skies
in this time of some or this some times of an end
heavenly angels together will mend us 
defend us win us this dark age battle
that evil has changed and placed our souls
behind temptations of food drug and sex 
nicest ugliest thing alive yet the truth is 
there not alive at all and they dont easiest in
our fathers eyes and evil made us all forget
that what matters most of all thee ultimate high
is knowing theres another you and that is
your soul inside now heavens dream begins with me




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Michael Donald Doublespeak

Michael Donald Doublespeak
Was a nasty sort of bloke
Streams of contradictory things 
Came out as Michael spoke!

From out of one side of his mouth
He'd shower you with praise
Telling folks how wonderful you are
And how he's so amazed!
 
The other side was opposite
Spread rumours about your past
Lying bout the things you did
An evil unsurpassed!

Hurt that's caused by doublespeak
Can never be repaired
Once those hurtful words are said
They float out on the air!

So don't you be a doublespeak
Be kind to everyone
You never know what evil lurks
When two mouths speak from one!


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BE WARNED!

There was a time in my life, when my interests did sway.
I studied the darkness, and all the dark ways.
Tarot cards, rune stones, palm reading and such.
Past lives, witchcraft, even had healing touch.

I wanted to know them, to see if they were real.
I just wasn't aware then, just how serious the deal.
It all started as fun though, and the future read good.
But soon evil enveloped, covered life like a black hood.

Everything became twisted, good spirits turned bad.
It didn't take long then, to realize i'd been had.
But, to get out's not so easy, evil doesn't like to let go.
It will follow you always, and mess up your life so.

Now, finally i've made it. I'm now back in the light.
Yet evil is sneaky, so each day i still fight.
So PLEASE heed my warning, stay away from the dark.
It will eat at your soul, like a man-eating shark.

The darkness will tease you, and pull you right in.
Then IT runs your life, your soul lost to them.
It will trick you and use you, and throw you away.
Please be warned against evil, don't turn to it's way.


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How Do You Explain Murder?

What dark evil powers,
has Satan held in secret,
in escrow, till when he feels
like feeding
And innocent souls
serve him as his fuel
When his disciples,
crazed and spellbound...
become his soul controlled tool

I have had my taste of murder,
It's touched my life
more than once,
It's burned dark scars,
inside my head,
Before my eyes...
I've seen the live...
turned into the dead
And this at a tender age,
impressive it well was
In a way so negative effecting,
this evil that one does

No way you can explain it,
At least not to me,
I've seen it,
Up close and personal,
A sight I hope you never see.


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Send The Troops Home

A necessary evil in this world is war, that is for sure,
It's necessary to use force, so human dignity and rights may endure.
What's evil is all the blood money lining top government pockets,
So many innocent people are dying and only government can stop it.

Who really knows how much money they intend to make,
How much money is worth all those innocent lives that are at stake?
How much longer is the United States going to justify staying in Iraq,
My personal opinion is oil is less important than dying soldiers under attack !

Saddam is in jail, a new government is now in place there,
Now leave them alone !
It's time to get more help for Katrina victims,
SEND THE TROOPS HOME !


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Never-Ending Lesson

All I want is in my lies
That never-ending wish that I can save your life
But there’s no one really there
There’s only one more distant dream within a mirror of despair

So perfect in it’s role
To seat itself deep within the shadow of my soul
Another answer I create
I find the torch that lights the walls but provokes another shadow in my wake

Death to my mistakes
I calm myself and douse the flame to measure what awakes
But I already know
I learnt this lesson long ago

All I want is what is gone
So I picture love and prick my heart just to carry on
There’s rarely something there
I still have to fade and sacrifice to prove that I can care

Broken into place
The mask that hides my evil eye has dug in to my face
It’s getting deeper every day
The pain is forcing the evil eye to focus on all I say

There’s no end to my mistakes
So I light the way and carry on despite the lack of human trace
I’m stronger than I know
And despite the hurt and the evil eye I’ll never let the lesson go


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mathew 6: 12-13

"mathew" 6: 12-13
“and forgive us our debts”
(not only does a sheep get 3 squares a day,
but it is also believed that if one begs the
sky enough, one’s problems will just
wash away---this is to be the subsequent
consequence of ALL humans following
suit & getting down on four legs, growing
their thick coats & chewing grass)

“as we forgive our debtors”
(as the sheep thinking that their problems
are solved by an imaginary listener in
an imaginary trailer park in the sky,
so do the sheep continue grazing with a
sort of “live and let live” mentality,
until they are picked off by hunters)

“and do not lead us into temptation”
(so, the same imaginary listener who resides
in that imaginary trailer park, who seemed
to be the one that all the sheep were
comfortably baaaaa-ing to, now is
something to be feared as well?  perhaps
that which one feels the need to submit
the whole of their will to is the same
corrupted core inside that would come up
with such a ridiculous hoax to begin with,
as found in the schizophrenic comment
here in the command to oneself (a baaaaa
into the mirror, if you will)
 
“but deliver us from the evil one”
(the EVIL ONE?  is not the concept of
evil just that which goes against the
simultaneous baaaaa of the herd in the
grassy field?  was not the GOOD ONE
just told in the last line to “not lead us
into temptation,” thereby being the only
“one” which can do so?  make sure when
getting the ladle of kool-aid dumped into
your dixie cup, that you ask if said
dumper is EVIL or GOOD…certainly at
that point it will make all the difference in
the world)
 
“for yours is the kingdom and the power
and the glory forever”
(there is no other imaginary listener, whose
two-faced multiple personalities, residing in
an imaginary trailer park in the sky, handing
out its ladles of kool-aid, whose overwhelming
passion could be heard any louder than that
which dwells within the very heads of the
already brainwashed sheep baaaaa-ing out
the rest of their days, dissatisfied with the
actual physical world around them &
waiting for the end of what they deem as
a great big thorn in their side---that is,
the rest of us who are not convinced, and
who are not baaaaa-ing with the rest of
em’)

“amen”
(right there, in a nutshell, the whole lie
itself was conjured up by “a man,” or
a few men---all who had way too much
time on their hands & a rather limited
imagination).


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Broken

I am torn into a million pieces unable to 

be sewn back together again,

people are hurting and I stand alone.

Friends abondon you says the Devil in my ear

they will destroy you if you get to near,

I cry out "Why does it have to be me why 

not someone else?" the Devil replies with

an evil reply because you have sinned and 

pushed your friends aside!

God calls to me from the dark deepths of my

soul and and tells me too come home to him 

away from the Devil and all of his evil 

ways I say when can I come home to you oh 

my Lord he says now come to me the Devil is 

not your friend and you pushed them all 

away you must find your inner self and not 

be afraid to battle your demons and get 

them away then you can come home to your 

place up above! 


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When The World Cries

I have seen many things within my life 
And I wonder if we have learned a thing 
I saw man reach for the stars, place his foot upon the moon 
And I heard the whole world it sing 

I saw two brothers that the world so loved 
One became as King upon our eyes 
The one he fell upon the wayside of our lives 
As the other was taken too his life 

I saw a man, he taught and he preached 
He said, Please set my people free 
He too, he fell along the wayside of his path 
Now three times the world cried misery 

I watched a war where many they died 
So many, they lost their lives 
For the fourth time the world, this time cried fowl 
This war that was proclaimed a lie 

I saw their names placed down in stone 
For those that had given lives 
And I wonder if we have learned a thing at all 
And I wonder if this does make it right 

I watched a Princess live out her life 
I remember the night that she died 
Again the world it lost a love 
For the fifth time the world it cried 

I watched the Towers as the whole world gazed upon 
As evil, it brought the towers down 
Again so many they would lose their lives 
And again the whole world it cried 

I watched a man proclaim, I am a King 
You can't touch me, I have my own way 
Many they died while under his rule 
His ruthlessness and his evil ways 

I watched the night in the predawn hours 
Lightening made by man it filled the sky 
This time the world knew what must be done 
Still there were those that doubted why 

I watched as those stormed across his land 
And proclaimed evil must not survive 
I saw the Kingdom handed back to it's peoples hands 
But this time the world it would not cry 

We have all seen many things within our lives 
And sometimes wonder of the reasons why 
Sometimes the world it has it's need to cry 
But then sometimes we do get it right. 
 
 


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sad to say

I fill for the parents as they dry there tears,
another husband,boyfriend, or offender ended young years,
every day a father holds a mother as she cries for they lost a child,
another day searching for the missing covering miles,

Welcome to the world out side,
no where is safe and there is no where to hide,
you teach them, tell them all that is evil and wrong,
now you sit trying to find the right funeral service song,
you as parents did nothing wrong and your kids they did evry thing right,
it was all evil that took an innocent life that night,

The war over sea's has left many to cry,
but back home it seams more and more of our young die,
there live's taken to soon by the worlds trash,
we live love and forgive now memories are all we have,
the news will move on to another missing child,
2,6,10,14,23 they only remember them for a while,
but me my heart won't heal for every time another child dies,
my heart rips as I watch grieving parents cry.


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Evil Men

witness what the evil men do
when we split what they do
is laugh and ridicule at what we call love
petrified of getting hurt they hesitate to believe in love
witness what the evil men do
looking down at all this we've been through
tell me if it's the beginning or the end
is all this drama about to end?
tell me if it's the start of a new day
i love you is all that i can say


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A Crow In A Jupiter Tree

It was a cold, windy but cloudless day
There was a Crow in a Jupiter tree
He cried out as if he was mocking me.
This morn, the day my mother passed away.

Death -death this godless creature seemed to say
With dead black eyes, my face he seemed to stare 
This gaze cut deep to my heart, left it bare.
Fly from here, demon bird with squawk so gray.

Be not a messenger of death I pray.
From window, the last sound my mother heard, 
Was the call to die from this evil bird.
On dark wings this scavenger of deaths prey.

Such callous, heartless, evil bird this Crow
To steal from me, her ever loving soul.


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Thief's- What goes around comes around! (2005)

Always taking what isn’t yours
An evil life and an evil cause
So cheap, can’t buy your own
Pile up your materials, its you and them all alone
Problems can be a root to theft
If you don’t get help you’ll be the one left
There is no excuse to steal
When they stole from you how did you feel?
Whether you steal a penny or a pound
What goes around comes around


poemsbyrb@hotmail.com


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The Old Crow

She commissioned her good humour to put up with it once more.
A reoccurring miscreant still knocking at her door.

A demon spawn of evil tricks he beckons her to open,
Incessant little parasite his ritual nary broken.

Away the door - it shuffles in without a care implore
She grasps the tome of many creatures and forgotten lore.

A paragraph within it’s pages brings a mental sight
The demon spawn of loathsome evil listens to the plight

Tired from the sinful stories that were encased within
She puts the Book beside the spawn that put her in the spin

Her snoring became silence as a quiet moment rose
Her weary face no longer knotted was now a happy glow.

His tiny fingers touch her face, obliviously adored,
“I love you nana” he exclaimed and gently shut the door.


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Doorway 2 hell

I didn't yet realize as I walked through the doors of this place that my innocence 
would be stipped and I would be left lonley and afraid. It was a place where many 
didn't survive. Temptation was all around and only the smart ones stayed a float. 
So much evil lurked beyond these doors. Evil I hadn't yet been familar with. So 
many doing things their bodies were to young to know. I felt trapped in a prison of 
sin. Trapped in this world and there was no way I could run. It still scares me to 
think about my experiences only god knows how I made it 2 years without losing. 
Everyone who made it out shouted for joy while the others rotted in curruption 
and turmoil. I could wirte a book telling about the many experiences that broke 
me in this place. I was shattered and when I left I was in a daze, in a shell. I know 
now that I could never venture back. Do you want to know the place i'm thinking 
about... Well it may surprise you but the nightmare I escaped was junior 
highschool. 


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News


People believe in doing evil things 
As long as they don't get caught 
What a piece of mentality just to think 
They can get away with more than they can chew 

Everyday and everywhere people do crimes 
They don't care to do later time 
Killing, raping,stealing,and who knows what more 
They do it all with evil intent, and cause so much pain 

Some of us are just so tired 
Of observing and hearing only bad news 
Wars,poverty and the homeless,people hurting one another 
Good news would be nice for a change, they're long overdue! 



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2004-2008


December,10,2008


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Forbidden fruit

When God created the Garden of Eden, he gave it to Adam and Eve.
But they screwed things up and God forced them to leave.
God told them not to eat fruit from the Knowledge of good and evil tree or they 
would die.
One day Eve saw an evil serpent and it told her a lie.
The serpent said she wouldn't die and that she'd be like God if she ate from that 
tree.
She ate from it not knowing that she was being deceived.
She gave some of the fruit to Adam and he ate it too.
They disobeyed God which was a very stupid thing to do.
They knew that they were naked and that they had done wrong.
When they ate that forbidden fruit, their chance to live in paradise was gone.


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My Wish Today

 

If I had one wish to wish today,
I would wish simply for love and peace to lead our way.

Hatred cannot survive where love abounds,
No evil thoughts can live not so much as a sound.

Search only for good in life and not for bad,
The results you find will make you glad.

In your moments of doubt turn to the Lord,
He will show you the way and it won’t be hard.

Just a little bit of faith is all it takes,
He died for us for Heavens Sake!

The powers that be, Jesus is the one that holds that key.
He is there for you, He is there for me.

Someday my wish I know will come true,
It will be when Jesus returns for me and you.

All wicked shall perish that is the promised word,
And evil will never again reign is what I have heard.

If you haven’t been saved, don’t you think it’s time?
Following the Master is not a crime.

The choices are simple, wrong or right.
Heaven or hell, it’s like day or night.

When I leave this world and take my final breath,
I’ll be heading home to be with my Savior is why I don’t fear death.


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Make it Go Away!

Evil lurks within the darkest shadows of night
As goodness seems to take only second place
The world seems to be teetering on extinction
We better wise up and expose evil’s face

As goodness seems to take only second place
There remain a handful of people turning evil away
Together if they fight it and face, defeat it
The world will open up to even brighter days

The world seems to be teetering on extinction
Because a majority really don’t truly believe
They must open hearts, close fists and fight evil
The world was our gift that we now must retrieve

We better wise up and expose evil’s face
By doing that we will know the true foe
Identify? Yes. Indemnify? No!
Fight against it and make evil go!


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Poisoned

Magical times trapped in my mind
Hazy with joys and pleasures
Now devalued and not worth a dime
Someone has stolen all my treasures

Those memories that kept me warm
And suffused me with a glow
But the evil did change and transform
And took the joy they did bestow

No more lazy days spent reminiscing
Thoughts all wrapped up in love
I keenly feel that they’re now missing
I’m like the hand without its glove

Like a mental tendril through the mind
This evil ran right on through 
It was hidden behind that face so kind
And took all that I ever knew 

My mind is a barren land of poison and waste
Happy memories poisoned dead
Happiness gone, with dust it has been replaced
Its all tainted, every last shred

The thoughts I held so dear now deadly
Like a rabid family dog
But this was achieved and done designedly
Mind felled like a log

I can never now go back inside my head 
To my times of happy joy
And day dreaming for me is now dead
For I was used like a toy

What evil would ever turn my mind,
To something I cannot touch?
This evil with which I was entwined
That had me in its clutch

It was the one and only I trusted so fully 
That dropped that deadly vial 
To her my eyes were so very woolly
She should really stand on trial


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Crystal

"CRYSTAL"

A Little over a year has passed 
Since I first met you
At first we really hit it off
But, then, I had no clue.

A few more months had passed on by
I always kept you near
"Crystal was my new best friend" (I thought)
With you I had no fear.

Then I started noticing
Everything had changed
I realized now you weren't my friend
And my thinking was derranged.

More and more I needed you
Just to keep from getting sick
You stole my life, you evil whore!
You played an evil trick.

As I watched my life spin out of control
All the rumors became true.
You had me hooked, I couldn't stop
I didn't know what to do.

My friends and family noticed
The changes happening to me
All the while I tried to deny
And I refused to even see.

Then the really bad things started
The Police always at my place
They had reports you stayed with me
It was a never ending race.

Eventually after I had lost my friends
And my family pulled away
I knew I had to be done with you
No longer can I play.

I tried to forget and put you behind
As I rebuilt my life
Things were starting to get good again
No more drama, no more strife.

It had been just barely over a year
That I stayed away from you
But that all ended really fast
And now you're back with a vengence too!

This time I've been really bad
Oh God, what have I done?
I don't even like you now
You're no longer any fun.

You've taken my soul, destroyed my life
I hate what I've become
I tried to run away from you
But in the end you always won.

How'd I ever let it get like this?
My addiction rules me now
I can't seem to get away from you
As you proudly take a bow.

I wish now I would have listened
To my family and my friends
They're the ones who really cared
And worried without end.

Once again I've walked away from you
I've been through more than enough hell
I struggle some days more than before
But I'm determined, I WILL get well.

So goodbye Crystal, you evil whore
Stay far away from me
There's no longer any room for you
In this better life I lead!
                                                        ~Ashleigh~


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peace

a unspeakable curse on a promised land
a dark shadow swept across
unexpected evil planned
destroying everything at all cost

coming leaving destroying was it's path
never thinking about the pain of others
destroying one and anothers half
unforgettable evil still undiscovered

peace at hand was at risk
looking but not thinking
with a sealed fate of the kiss
thinking of other ways to get linking

the moon rises and glows the night
clear sky with no more clouds
filling the skies with beauty light
making the supiour sun proud

peace at last has finally come