Best Corrupting Poems
When we search for answers from egotistic minds,
life is full of meaningless questions that lead us nowhere.
You sabotaged the sandman who brought me my dreams,
corrupting and confusing the clarity of my conscience.
In a world of betrayal, I thought you were my
saviour,
but your promises were sworn from a throne of lies -
where you perch as the king of false pretences.
Tired from being a victim of your insecurities,
I am not your mistake nor your abandoned
trauma.
Fate led my empathic sanity into your labyrinth of splintered hollowness,
confining me within a soulless sphere of unfair
madness,
yet, I still remember how you pledged to show me the moon -
falsehoods which led to an eternal eclipse for my eyes.
You stole the silver sewn with perfectly metered syllables,
calming the storm I carry in cacophonous silence,
but now, all I see is a megalomaniac monster, draped in rose tones of synthetic rhodolite, pretending to be an ivory dove in a horizon of vicious vultures,
hiding behind a decaying province of black petunias.
Your synthetic smile veils your cruel character, afraid that the vermilion you paint across your
sunsets,
will reveal the poison you fed my paralyzed soul.
My ink will always portray your true parasite persona,
about your attempts to assassinate my authentic aroma,
as now i blossom in meadows without your
toxic touch.
(Rhyme)
How truly wonderful and awesome You are to all of us God,
You shower me with all Your blessings and your glowing Grace;
As days and years of my life rushes by quicker than any flashing light,
I 'am just looking forward till I get to see your divine and sweet face
Everything around me just shows me that You really live here for us,
And I don't care if some of you choose to deny that He really exists,
You are in my heart and my soul and always will be here close to me,
I can see You walking right beside me all the time, in my mind's eyes
How wonderful You are to me! my sweet and wonderful Lord and King!
The whole world sings You songs and praises of worship and glory,
You created us in Your own image and made everything for us pure and good,
But man dissobeyed and sinned and brought evil and death in everything
As God saw all this happened and sin corrupting inside every man mortal's soul
He sent down His only Son Jesus, to die for us on the cross and make us whole.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
Aka Ladylove
copyright@2005
November,30,2014
I went to visit Farmer Fred
Found him out in his wood shed
He was splitting up some oak
As I approached, he paused and spoke
“When I was young, I served my country and was willing to give my life for what I believed this country stood for.”
“Today I’d give my life to protect my family from what this country has become.”
I looked at Fred a bit askance
And he could see at a glance
That he should explain his new stance
‘We will bury you’ is coming to fruition.”
“Our country is becoming the very thing I fought against.”
“Pravda had nothing on the propagandist news in our nation.”
“Give it any name or label you will, government control over people has failed “the people” throughout human history.”
“I do not hold that government is evil, rather power which is corrupting and evil.”
“It has always been about power over others.”
“Kings, Emperors, Chancellors, Prime Ministers, and Presidents all abuse it.”
“Using government power to control others by controlling their means of earning and amassing wealth.”
“Feudalism, Socialism, Communism, Fascism, all place government at the top and make all people beholden to government.”
“Free market capitalism was the only exception.”
“Some played it better than others and acquired more wealth and wealth is power.”
“Thus, the role of government should be to check that power by ensuring the playing field and rules were applied equally.”
“All men are created equal, not all outcomes should be equal.”
I hold my hand up
Fred paused quite abrupt
With a pained look like please don’t interrupt
“I will simply say, we are no longer ‘The land of the free and home of the brave’ rather the land of the aggrieved and home of the knave.”
This was all he had to say
Fred dropped his ax and walked away
When he sits
He crushes the evidence
Corrupting the human mind
Sometimes it gets too steamy
Reality insists
On distorting our perception
As this heartbeat still persists
Sometimes it gets too frosty
When the winter comes to call
We scrape to see the road ahead
A strange fear that we'll fall
Sometimes though, there's a new mist
Corrupting twenty twenty
A sadness from a place within
An absence and an empty
Yet crystal clear is memory
Hopeful brightness never lost
As misty doesn't linger
Whether tears, or steam or frost
~How Wonderful You Are~
(Free Verse)
How truly wonderful and awesome you are to all of us God
You shower us with all your blessings and your glowing Grace
As days and years of our life rushes by quicker than any flashing light
I'm just looking forward till I get to see your divine and sweet face
Everything around me just shows me that you truly live here with us
You've written it and designed it all with your own Almighty Hands
You are in my heart and my soul and always will be here close to me
I can see You walking right beside me all the time in my mind's eyes
How wonderful You are to us all my sweet and wonderful Lord and King
The whole world sings You songs and praises of worship and glory
You created us in your own image and made everything for us good and pure
But man disobeyed and sinned and brought in evil and death in everything
As God saw this happened and sin corrupting inside every single man immortal's soul
He sent down His only Son Jesus to die for us upon the cross and make us whole.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
June.14.2015
Peace to all of the inhabitants within and without the universe
Respect to all existence both stagnant and dynamic
No desire to understand only to observe and appreciate
Those who’ve sought understanding have greatly misunderstood
They intend to change (upgrade) and will inevitably spike altercation
Disrupting and forever corrupting universal equilibrium
Effort to become God the creator and healer of all is the cause of disruption
Persevering disabling efforts to be God with the determination of correction is the cause of infinite corruption – the effect of cyclical disruption
“____ heals all wounds”
No human is able to fix
We are only able to use
An attempt to restore is abuse
“____ heals all wounds”
Rest
Plato's Retreat
I want to be just like Socrates,
Grow a long beard and do as I please.
And be asking you allot of questions . . . .
For a Living.
I want to be just like Socrates
And not know for sure
If I'm real merely some altar in Plato's temple.
I want to be just like Socrates
And stand in the forum all day.
In the blazing sun that surround us all
Under the the azure Athenian skies
And philosophize to anyone who bothers to listen . . .
For a Living.
I want to be just like Socrates
Corrupting my youth with a hemlock cocktail
Every Friday night;
2, 4 1 before 7.
I want to be just like Socrates on a Saturday night
Asking you, at the bar:
"What is Justice?"
And where can I score some tonight?
After hours,
Long after the widening sliver of
your mind's eternal dawning.
Demons drown the desire;
proudly persecuting patiently.
Evil erupted entities;
maliciously mangling me.
Satan states the severity;
of corrupting his command.
Ferociously framed in fire;
horrifically at his hands.
Dreams died decades ago.
Slaying sins set out;
to traumatize the innocent,
on a rancid, wretched route.
Blood bath beginning;
Demons delightfully dote.
Abominations are appreciated;
take the knife to her throat.
The trials are terminated;
Judgment Day is just.
A lifetime with Lucifer;
all in the name of lust!
Her face was the oasis i needed to see
the sands of time draining
when i went to drink
She was gone
mirages of love filled me till i came upon the final dune
on the horizon i found abundant seas of water
turned foul with the sins of man
yet i drank nevertheless
filling me with the illusion of fulfillment
only to be depleted
tearing away pieces of my mind
yet i drank nevertheless
visions of an Angel graced me as i slept
She was all too familiar
and yet foreign
the day brought pain
wishing to see my angel
so i drank nevertheless
stumbling about the shoreline
i drank
it never filled my thirst
always fleeting
meaningless gulps graced my throat
smoke billowing from my lungs
i drank nevertheless
the Angel returned in moments of passing
time tortured me with temptations
of Her love in the night
i drank nevertheless
sins corrupting my body
as logs bearing mites
corroding, fragile segments fell away in my trails
i could see her coming
the Angel
She fled as our eyes met
leading me from the water
i tried to follow
i tried to chase
nevertheless all for waste
i drank from the water
telling myself i didn’t need Her
Her beauty welded to my eyes
i couldn't leave the shore
as my feet were stuck in shallow sands of sinking
with no rope to reach for
no help coming
nevertheless
i extended my cupped hand to the now red sea of tempt
and drank
She stopped visiting in my dreams
the songs of Her voice abandoned my ears
alone in despair
i drank nevertheless
the water like a drug
i was now dependent
Life was not the same without this nectar of satan
it ripped out my insides
nevertheless with no stomach to bare it i drank
gulps so large the sea depleted feet at a time
out of reach the water receded
only kissing the tips of my finger with the presence of a full moon
so i suckled my fingers as a babe
nevertheless
till my days fled like the sea
abandoned by the pleasure of sin
all my mind came to was the Angel
and nevertheless She was gone.
Rock of foundation,
precious cornerstone
Allow our sparkling tears
to ascend
unto Your heavenly sapphire ears
Hear the pleas of the lowly,
and arise O, Lord
to vanguard our righteous cause
As sheep to the slaughter,
we are carried
to the bloody iron blade crucible
Let not the guillotine of fate
take our souls away unrepentant
We yield to Your Messianic holiness,
our bodies we are willing to give
to glorify Your majestic name
We hazard our lives, jeopardize our souls
to follow wheresoever
the voice of our Holy Shepherd goes
But we ask ... not for lack of faith,
rather out of saintly curiosity:
How long, O Lord,
how long?
When will the rule of the wicked end,
how much longer will the kingdoms of iniquity reign?
O, my God,
Yours is an everlasting dominion
This we know, as we try to persuade others to believe;
in hopes that they might amend their evil ways,
so they too can be saved
None can keep Your eternal kingdom from being established
throughout the whole earth
New heaven ... new stars
Souls of imperfection given purity rebirth —
virgin soles treading upon a new earth
And the corrupting vestiges of man
will become as vanishing mist in the void
This shall be when, O Lord?
A tale of one mans rage:
I listen to shattered voices
and trembling fearful screams
rattling my inner conscious
corrupting once vibrant dreams
A stream of words trapped inside
left hidden for so long
escape with a sudden fury
in that moment I was wrong
The alcohol in my system
enhanced this primal rage
smacking her down emotionally
my actions very strange
Its like I stepped outside myself
watching this violence transpire
I only wanted to talk
but my actions did not inspire
Physically I may have struck her
but I honestly don't remember
with the devils blood surging my veins
intensifying my temper
Now i'm filled with agony
and torment for what i'd done
now I must rise above it
for my daughter and my son
For TA:
Dedicated to a wonder father who had finally reached his limit.
After so long, and so much abuse, he SNAPPED...
JP...........7/10/06
i love you
the instant you spoke those words
my senses shook
as the sight of a cool spring in the desert sand
i wanted to drink until my belly imploded with satisfaction
those words held much power over my life
but were plucked away
corrupting my once blue oasis
into a septic pit of suffocating pain
you extend your hand to save me
and i do not reach for it
i dare not reach for it
View
atop
a mountain –
ageless, timeless –
seductive mistress with frigid fingers
crisp, cool, caressing, chilling, corrupting.
Winter’s beauty,
stealing each
gelid
breath.
12/31/2020
The
Nights
Fury
Lacerates
Into tortured flesh
Fiery hailstones slowly embed
Underneath wailing dermis, sorrowfully bruising
A misplaced poet, madness gradually invading like rabies cultivating
Within tainted bloodstreams, forgotten faces liquify into frothing depraved moonbeams, psychedelic hallucinations corrupting
Underworld’s wolves broke their gate, snarling with labored breath, piercing of dawn welcomes a funeral of fireflies, eclipsed by a broken brain being delicately dissected by elongated canines feasting ravenously