Best Atonement Poems
A branch breaks dried by the sun
withers and dies thrown on the fire
burning remains sweet pearls silver sparkling
a terrible sadness enters the window
a willow weeps pitter patter knocking
sins came to visit last night
blowing against the wind
drooping heavy darkness
putting right the wrongs
was more than one could bare
grey clouds rains burning
trails of hurt shadows of reality
a dream snatched away
by judgement
scratches on chamber walls
weeps the willow entwines in limbs
an inescapable embrace
in one's own heart
a sanctum darkened
by wrong's lament
mind's rumblings tells tales
clouded thoughts chase the wind
shadows shifting dark and light
reality pays a visit
in moon's grey glow
seeking soul's atonement
for what was done
a heavy price reaped
for burnt ashes and dusty remains
impossible sleep
rain's lullaby hush
pitter patters against the pane
a calming rage gives way
to sweet nightmares of relief
Written by: Liam McDaid & Kelly Deschler
Whatever the offerings of time may bring
Whatever song my heart chooses to sing
On life’s small pursuit I shall meditate
Elysian splendor around me, I appreciate
The simplicities of pastoral living unfurl
I’m graced in your stellar light, a cosmic pearl
Serene contemplation, moments well spent
A transcend of intellect, I pursue contentment
Humbled, a mochila drapes my shoulders
Now weightless, old tomes heavy as boulders
Once laden with Maslow's hierarchy of needs
The cause of sight itself as Plato laid the seeds
Streets of an unclean soulless city no more
Once blemished and ugly as a repellant eyesore
Until this vacant shell had found release,
acceptance paralleled an inner peace
A new perspective can only see the beauty
of the craftsmanship and the ingenuity
On this celestial hike I embrace “carpe diem”
A lesson learned in this hour spans a millennium
The power and value of each moment
however brief, I walk along as an exponent
Unfurling love that rids me of my emptiness
Colloquially speaking I have found happiness
A branch breaks dried by the sun
withers and dies thrown on the fire
burning remains sweet pearls silver sparkling
a terrible sadness enters the window
a willow weeps pitter patter knocking
sins came to visit last night
blowing against the wind
drooping heavy darkness
putting right the wrongs
was more than one could bare
grey clouds rains burning
trails of hurt shadows of reality
a dream snatched away
by judgement
scratches on chamber walls
weeps the willow entwines in limbs
an inescapable embrace
in one's own heart
a sanctum darkened
by wrong's lament
mind's rumblings tells tales
clouded thoughts chase the wind
shadows shifting dark and light
reality pays a visit
in moon's grey glow
seeking soul's atonement
for what was done
a heavy price reaped
for burnt ashes and dusty remains
impossible sleep
rain's lullaby hush
pitter patters against the pane
a calming rage gives way
to sweet nightmares of relief
Written by: Liam McDaid & Kelly Deschler
free in a moment
but everyone wants it
a single second
oh so pleasant
now its gone
life rages on
here's the war
join the corps
there's the pain
that keeps us sane
the toll of death
taking every last breath
the innocence of youth
the freest of any moment
leaving now just the truth
maturity is your atonement
Atonement of those words that left from your mouth,
Which broke my heart beyond any bound.
Those gut-wrenching actions that I have seen from your eyes,
Are more painful than your lies.
That love you claimed was never mine,
For you, I have always been a rotten wine,
Sour and sharp, not so divine.
The moment that we had feels like a sham now,
Your presence now is my broken vow.
The gate has been closed, there is no way to trespass,
The love that I had is devastated, perhaps.
She watched the towers fall to earth that pristine, young fall morn.
She saw the skies so clear and blue and then the clear was gone.
As horror filled her inner soul; her heart and mind were lead.
The towers crumbled one by one . . and everyone was dead.
Harsh sobs came forth from deep inside, but still her face was dry.
More sadness than a tear could bear; her eyes refused to cry.
She prayed to God: then called Him out. She begged Him intervene.
As all the while the horror grew, with each new ghastly scene.
The day wore on becoming night: grey ash and twisted steel.
So much to work through in her mind; how could this all be real?
"You need to cry", she spoke aloud; you need assuage your soul.
You need to sob: make peace with God, if your faith's to remain whole”.
Yet still the tears refused to come, denied her all relief.
It seemed that tears could not begin to lessen untold grief.
Then came a truth from deep inside, meant for her . . and me.
“If you could cry for what you've seen, you'd overflow each sea”.
“If tears would pay for all the pain that man has caused to man;
Salt lakes would one day cover, what was once earth's arid land.
Could tears atone for every lesser creature man's abused,
More water from the eyes would flow, than earth could ever use”.
“Tears surely meant to bathe this sphere, like soft and healing rain;
The air and soil and streams befouled for mankind's worldly gain.
Why earth would be a pale blue orb . . a landless, liquid ball.
Could tears atone for man's misdeeds; no earth would show at all”.
[Anagrams]
When the SERPENT REPENTS, will it offer an apple as an atonement PRESENT?
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11th December, 2015
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Sage Vishwamitra
deeper in penance
years has passed
never opened his eyes
sparkling like fire
penance like unconquerable
Indra, the king of gods,
horrified overwhelmed
steep spiritual rise of
tapasya would make
sage very powerful
even conquer heaven
anxious Indra sent Menaka,
a beautiful dancer of his court,
to earth break his penance
a celestial nymph
spiritual powers.
Youthful and vibrant
Viswamitra with his eyes closed
She sang, danced,
garlands of fragrant flowers
put them around
Vishwamitra opened his eyes
O beauty of heaven
your body shines
like a diamond flame,
a spotless beauty
alike the moon’s.
a black-eyed beauty
on the hill-top,
statuesque,
like a golden girl.
The hill, its creepers,
its bushes, all flamed
With the golden beauty
of the golden girl.
she appealed,
O chief of the majesty
your tapas is magnificent
O my Lord
surrendered my whole to you
marry me, marry me,
What worked once,
may work again
Sage felt lust and passion
well up inside him
saw her swimming naked
lake near the waterfall.
gave up penance to be with her
made love for years together.
Menaka had come with a mission,
but fell deeply in love
two shared a passion
experienced by none else
Vishwamitra came to know
Indra's devious trick
aware of Menaka's genuine love
therefore,merely cursed her
separated from beloved forever.
Menaka left for heavens
she was pregnant
a beautiful baby born
baby left at sage Kanva's ashram
to be continued..............
Youngest of all she went unnoticed.
So beautifully cultured but shy a motive.
So talented, so loved;
And above her the beaut world evolved.
To Cecilia and Robbie 'twas their spring.
But with Robbie little Tallis hoped a ring.
Then came the industrious Marshall so virile.
So sharp in charisma but in deeds so vile.
little Tallis knew him a hoax.
But out of this notion her Schizophrenic mind coax.
Yet love unfold for Ceci and Robbie 'twas vanquished
And in perishing indeed reputation tarnished.
Aye was this right of little Tallis?
Nope cos she got it all amiss.
With this couple she never again got a moment
So she wrote her fiction in atonement.
Dedicated to the movie Atonement ( by Joe Wright).
Please read about atonement and write about it. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atonement_%28film%29)
My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;
Forgive me
for I have distorted thee:
lying passionately,
I failed to accept you
by chimera deceptional
I wanted to surmount you
believing myself
to be exceptional.
Forgive me My World
my bitterness,
narcissism
and selfishness;
for a fool I was
since the truth
was consciously unknown to me
thus calamitious the discovery would be.
Please forgive me
all the souls my ambition eradicated,
all the feelings my sharp tongue destroyed,
all the emotions my cold heart repudiated,
for how much all those deeds I enjoyed.
I was then infected;
the infection seemed incurable
as I wanted it to be -
or wasn't I aware how diseased I was?
My Dear World,
I owe you an apology;
Forgive me
my blindness
to the beauty of life;
With myself in centre
I would not look around
for distorted was my perception
by a deceitful projection
of perfect me in faulty universe.
My Dear World,
Thank you
for
instant recovery of my senses,
the wisdom you blessed me with,
the pain myself was redefined through.
Yester year
I reached the deepest depth
slowly losing my pride -
my psyche was nearing death
in plight I could hardly abide -
I understood a mere human I am.
Now I laugh
enjoying my life
every day forsooth
heartily
and with ruth.
Thank you
My Dear World
Please, forgive me.
He sent down the stones
So long, long ago
With hopes we would see
And follow the road
The rules He had set
Were etched on the face
Of the stones He had sent
With hopes to replace
The evil
That lurked
Within us all
And so He said, take heed
In actions and all that is done
We all must follow them
Yes, even His Son
Who came, to again guide us
To that path, to that road
With a message to all
To release then the load, of
The evil
That lurked
Within us all
For though evil may be
There is good deeper down
And it’s important we see
So we can find Holy Ground
Where the Father does dwell
Where we can also find home
So with the rules He had sent
We can surely atone
Sunblood splashed on celestial canvas
Daytime answers drain away
Into the throes of unknown night
To penetrate her hope with pinion's teeth
Her lissome pride humbled by
His honor laid at her feet
Her lips too quick to besmirch
His offering of sacrifice
Her sojourn beneath the arch
Of firmament's eternity
Under a thousand eyes,
A thousand thoughts,
A thousand words,
For one apology
Until the dawn's mercy
Brings repose to her atonement
In the journey to forgiveness
There is more than one way home.
5/29/18
Atonement
Words laden with regrets spilled over profusely
Regurgitating blobs of ancient narcissistic deed
Awaken realization for vanity obfuscates reality
Enchanted by the force of hallucinogenic greed
To gyrations life dances oblivious towards time
Sparks amidst a storm ignites portentous skies
As Earth navigates apathy decimates the clime
Incredulous eyes evokes counsel from the wise
When youth ebbs spider webs embellish a face
Engrained memories from yesteryear reappear
The future herald adversities he must embrace
Bestowed clemency atonement overpower fear
08/21/2018
11:34 p.m.
Aboard "Vision of the Seas"
Cruising toward Mykonos, Greece
My Lord...
I, the ill-fated, the scythe-bearing wind,
ask for forgiveness instead of death.
You do know that what I say is diurnal, don’t you?
Sibyl Herophile died prophesying their end
not mine.
I am hovering within your hands,
breathing from your own lungs.
I beg of you, forget the red prison house.
I fear, My Lord. Beckon me.
I no longer chant your hymns.
I have forgotten my childhood prayers.
Ramming in secular injustice
I seek my own sunrise.
In the affected I seek the authentic,
I cry to you, My Lord.
But then again, if you by judgment
find me dishonorable,
I beg of you, in secret bury me.
Kill me
by giving me the most unfavorable criticism.
Lay me to rest
in a huge mound of sun dust.
In you I trust,
My Lord.
Today is the Jewish Day of Atonement,
A day to look deep into your thoughtful soul.
To make things right, with all you’ve wronged.
And stop, with your own, self-righteous songs.
To contact each person in fullest honesty!
Later in synagogue,honor in song, our beloved dead.
And of any harm you caused the living, make things right.
Yom Kippur begins ….as the golden sun sets tonight!
Last week we celebrated the first day of New Year, Rosh Hashanah,
The day that Adam was created, the very most mbeginning
Of all the most colorful, human race.
The Jewish New Year, with joyousness, I hope do partake.!
Am Yisrael Chai!
Panagiota Romios
10/1/2025