Best Culpa Poems

L o v e, a withering star ~
awakened amidst silence
that swirls through the night sky
like fairy lights,
i l l u m i n a t i n g
the maze of midnight
with kaleidoscopic traces
of what once soared…
But in the chasm of loss and agony,
I found the gossamer essence of hope
from the
glass-winged arms of metamorphosis…

Now I breathe...

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Mantle of sufferings

Thrust upon us all
We share in His Agony
And lift His Cross
With our tribulations

No hope, no light
Without darkness

His Resurrection is
Our hope, our light

The way of death is
The way of life

Eternity, our salvation

Began...

On 
A Friday
Afternoon


Good Friday Afternoon 
2022...

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Written for Ink Empress' 'Unwritten Absence' Poetry Contest. 

C(ulpa)ble

Your unwritten absence unravelled much 
Disrobing piteously your impure intent
Starkly exposing a ravaged soul as such

Cocooned in dark yarns of deceit, I lay spent
In golden gilded cage tarnishing from neglect
Plated with cosmetic veneer for society's consent

Yet, you were oblivious to the storm brewing, most perfect
Bidding the right...

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The Jackal's line of demarcation ye souls' furlough for interim...
Today, cockcrows perturb in a gala thrice for thee quiescent stay,
God's Park of Ephemera, sashays the daggled the minder harks,
a chest not in to rest, of dais edicts, cudgels so contagious; 
haughty wheels peddle rashly between two havocked hearts,
foisting wintry fobs of progeny pleating to let...

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Last night I heard you
through the walls
crying
and muttering some
It broke my heart

I had forgotten for a moment

Your world is not ours
your understanding
different
confusion is the normal state
it breaks your heart

I had forgotten for a moment

You have been doing so well
making new friends
independent
like everyone else
It healed my heart

I had forgotten for a moment

Life is still overwhelming
and the...

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life’s precious fabric 
unravelling strand by strand
Earth weeps...

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Many times when we’ve fallen
We feel walking out of our room, sullen
Sometimes, it’s another way around
We walk out with a small trophy or crown.

The moment when our flaw rolls as Felix Culpa
We seemingly feel the spark of a good karma
And bringing along its prize in sweet vanilla
We'll say,” A blessing in disguise, Alleluia!”

Felix Culpa comes...

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traducere de: Angela Mamier Nache. 

aujourd’hui dieu m’a rappelé à lui
m’a grondé comme un père en me disant
qu’un ange s’est foulé les ailes en volant
parmi mes mots et je jure que je ne l’ai pas voulu
et dieu m’a cru sur parole
après il m’a rendu tous les mots en retour
et il m’a dit gentiment de les...

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What I have criticized in others
returns in me.
That which I despise
I am and have been.
When I stand for judgment
I ask absolution
for my humanity and mercy
for my love....

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Felix culpa is a Latin phrase that comes from the words felix, 
meaning "happy,"lucky," or "blessed" and culpa, meaning "fault" 
or "fall".  In the Catholic tradition, the phrase is most often translated
"happy fault". Other translations are"fortunate fall" or "blessed fall".

God created humans flawed and weak
with the capacity of sin who often fall from...

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Sins of others may give pain with which I'm fraught

But don't cause me unceasing distress that lingers within

It's those things that I did but should not have, or didn't but ought

That nag me in the wee small hours and stay under my skin...

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Glistering liquid midnight, whispered her pain to me
Oceans hissing as thoughts scream cruelty,
Bleeding evening; a Citadel by the sea
Strawberry scent by the pyre as fine could be.

For here I fell in love with her
Fleeting, my mistress and her purest lure,
Laden fantasies as she lulled me away
Erotic, poisoned nectar where her legs fully splayed.

A flaccid branch...

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When rebellious thoughts screamed
Before the noise of life filled the quiet,
I now recall half-filled moments
Upon edge of spite 
and an angry wind:
Unmoved by parental debates
This heart denied 
pleas of atonement; 
At eighteen, pride ruled
 to cross over the night...
and walking  out  with a backpack,
Feisty senses  burst
 for sweet freedom's trail.

Feeling how ...

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We quarreled to bitter, burning degrees 
(you)loving me 
as a tender trespasser 
     a chew toy 
     boy 
demanding compliance 
forced feedings 
down
to sock selection 
(your)conspicuous usage of chlorine 
blistering eyes 
a woman my mother may have idolized 
(your)disciplined hemlines 
entirely circumspect 
	subtracting the abusements 
	how (your)words...

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MEA CULPA


If it is dirty, yours truly.
A child is crying, what did I do?
A cloud blocks the sun, must be my attitude.

A word said unkindly.
They must have learned from me.
For I am as unrespectful as only I can be.

A bit sad maybe?
Of course, that is my fault too.
I should know I have that effect on...

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