Best Destructively Poems
A spirited traveler, how curiously you roam, flexing your freedom,
Visiting places serene, from Atlantic to Pacific, Artic to Antarctic,
Hugging every exotic continent, kissing territories in between;
Exploring from shore to shore; thrashing, splashing, your rhythms.
Hosting sunsets of amber evenings and sunrises of purple dawns
Fondly you reflect ruby rays, charming avid glances of romance,
Illuminating in sun’s golden dust a fusion made of fervid dreams,
And designs of your vision artistic, sprinkled on motifs esoteric.
Custodian of precious resources, a treasurer of beauteous coral reefs,
A liaison for shipping goods, trading foods, marine mineral mining;
You are a daring warrior too, flaunting bravely your armored ships,
An environmentalist as well, facilitating harvesting of wind energy.
You are so charismatic, when leisurely you propel passenger ships,
Journeying to towns historic, luxuriating on heavenly beaches;
Yet, when your mood is perturbed, you are a monster, angry beast,
Stomping ferociously, storming destructively, churning latent heat.
Harmonious with the mystique of moon, mythical cosmic bodies,
Coast-to-coast you soar, alluring aspirations of dreams romantic,
As boundlessly you undulate, navigating zestful tides of passion;
Awe of admiration, you are the eternal, magnificent blue ocean.
A thousand yellow and orange slivers of light vibrate.
Their heat permeates.
Slowly they glide into pairs and groups, singing as one.
Alas, this solitary yellow light remains.
The others have no use for it.
The loathe it for it is an abomination.
Is it really that different?
Is it not one of them?
It grows to detest itself,
Its rhythm is destructively interfering with itself
The other lights for a moment survey the frantic,
They see not its abhorrence of itself.
And If they could- Why should they care?
My chest is raw and there are bite marks on my soul
My hands are curled and my overworked libido is dying
And I know
I’m at the place where sexual desire
Becomes physical addiction
The lack of
Your necessary breath
Is a suffocating effect
My blood is black
My lips are dry
My joints are locked
And my eyes are foggy
My body is rioting
Destructively searching
For hidden remnants
Of warm uncontained passion
That I’m withdrawing from
Love’s touch is absent
It’s friction fading
I will desert my body’s turmoil
I’ll return
When It enters you again
Sin Is Fun Until…
24 By faith Moses, when he had grown up, refused to be known as the son of Pharaoh’s daughter. 25 He chose to be mistreated along with the people of God rather than to enjoy the fleeting pleasures of sin. 26 He regarded disgrace for the sake of Christ as of greater value than the treasures of Egypt, because he was looking ahead to his reward. ” Heb 11:24-26 NIV
Sin Is Fun Until it binds us;
In bondage we find our souls.
No longer a choice but compulsion;
Ruin, shame and lost worthwhile goals.
Drugs and unlawful sex may be exciting,
Until they have taken their score.
The conscience is disbanded;
The frontal lobe of the brain ignored.
Right and wrong conduct unacknowledged;
Sanity and stability fades;
Sin Is Fun Until it controls us;
In lies and crime we wade.
Stealing from loved ones;
Ruining lives along the way;
Causing pain and utter ruin;
Numb, no desire to turn back or pray.
Sin Is Fun Until its season
Comes to a completion.
Death is the end result;
Hope of nothing but the 2nd resurrection.
Money all gone in pursuit of fleeting pleasure;
All friends lost because of the enemy.
Love a thing of the hazy past;
Destruction and degradation sin’s sanctuary.
Sin’s fun is a form of deception;
Satan’s tool for our eternal destruction.
Satan tempts with his own discernment;
Thousands of years of experimentation.
Don’t be tempted by pleasure for a season—
What is sin but a long term lie?
Sin Is Fun Until it bankrupts;
Controls us to destructively comply.
© Copyright 2012 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
As rains and the torrentialest of snows plummet,
Filling all the skies and the area interstitial to earth and sky
With a frenzy of flying flakes;
As gusty winds doth blow and toss the flakes this way and that;
As torrents true amid the most rending species of gale
Dash themselves bitterly and self-destructively
Against this crude roof,
It is of my hodiernal solitariness,
My aloneness and lonesomeness,
My singleness, and plural,
Romantic stationariness that I must needs
And peradventure speak:
Yet, firstly, permit us all to sit still and our selves
Stationary, silent and still; and silence that intruding music
So ominous yet banal, tinny and slight:
Lighthearted 'tis it, as well:
That which plainly portends our overwhelming destruction,
And that of all our cogitation, cognition, concentration
And composition, with its overmuch resonant yet tinniest
Intrusiveness.
So allow to be it thus and summarily silenced-
Now, that's better.
A man can listen to himself think again;
He can form cognitive thought and appreciation thereof.
Therefor, that music silenced and my concentrative powers
Revived: As a blade at the whetstone, resharpened:
I can keep on with the prosody and poesy of my plight,
But...
CAREFUL HOW WE LOVE
We must love so carefully,
though beautifully and spiritually,
Must ever love so prayerfully,
Making sure it’s truly love.
Love should not be secretly,
but publicly and accountably,
Not destructively, but constructively,
Take care for how we love.
Love should not be questionably,
but sacredly not untruthfully
witch’craftily, or evilly,
selfishly or deceivingly,
oh it’s unbelievably,
what’s passed off as true love.
Love is not what you say,
It’s more what you do,
Behind the back love, and to the face too,
Love doesn’t harm ...or ever lie to you,
If only you knew... what I know that you do,
You would be very careful,
So much more very careful,
We must all be careful
Careful how we love.
How can you stand there and claim God isn't real
He is all around, in what we can see and feel,
In prejudice fueled by hatred, flowing red
Ripping rapids through compassion's dry riverbed;
In neighborhoods teeming with prying eyes
Bulging over fences, in bedrooms, and private lives;
In gilded parasites sitting atop golden seats,
Leeching the life from those who starve at their feet;
In fuming hordes swarming the streets of Egypt today,
Erupting in a destructively violent melee;
In fear spreading like an infectious disease-
Fueled by ignorance, desperate to appease;
In the status quo, being viciously defended,
Holding so many chained in the shadows, descended;
In families wrecked by thundering storm systems
Raging rains of shame and icy ostracism;
In pests swarming where they just don't belong,
Forcing the fragile yet powerful hand of the law;
In minds trained shut to imagination and reason alike,
Blinded by pestilence which consumes all visible light;
In wars waging on at home and overseas,
Smearing innocent blood in His name.
The sickness of God brings man to his knees.
If he exists matters not, but he's real just the same.
Boundless inkiness
Set colourfully ablaze as lightning thoughts
Burst through the intricate maze of grey
Eyes opened, shimmering with fragments of imagination
Overwhelmed with bubbling awe-struck wonder
A glimpse of a creature of imperceptible beauty
Rising from the shadowy ashes of an unappreciative world
Invisible to the blind eyes of non-believers
Mystically mystifying the depths of our souls
Unquestionable existence in fading reality
Golden halo of sunshine illuminating curls
Velvety moonlit skin painted with delicacy
Glittering green eyes alive with starry animation
An inspirational smile, caressed with mischief
Shimmering wings, laced with fragility
Her gentle silhouette echoing gentleness
So divinely goddess
Yet her eyes blinded to her unfathomable beauty
A temptress to escapism
As she floatingly spirals between worlds
Secretly allowing her flowery touch to restore life
As her playful spirit dances to the tranquil melody her angelic heart sings
Colouring our conformist world with hope filled rainbows
In magical attempt to open our eyes to life’s graceful beauty
And our minds to incomprehensible wisdom
As quickly as arisen
She fades as I blink
Leaving me cloaked with poetic bewilderment
Her final fleeting smile leaving my soul glowing
With her contagious love filled inspiration
Her magic traces alive in the very air we breathe
Testimony to her existence
Yet so deeply buried
By our destructively foolish
Doubt
today is the day
to change my ways
and drown in the waves
where my soul wades and waits
for my sinful traits
to lay in the waste
of a bed i made
and destructively played
as PRAISE
led to a grave
beneath the haze
here in lies a maze
leading to a place far away from disgrace
seen upon my hearts face
and i won't erase a single trace
of these gifts of grace
unwrapped in lace
and a glazed phrase
that still
res...
on...
a...
tes...
teaching to raise frames with names
escaping parades of flames
spitting snakes
hissing shame
causing the shakes to set the stakes
and pray for those who prey on those completely afraid
i'm able to say it's never to late
to alter your fate and watch the rage
disengage
.
..
from the pain
pretending to paint
something great
because under the eye of hate
i willingly participate
and learn to confiscate
thoughts to differentiate
when to cremate the gain
causing me to hyperventilate
as reality begins to evaporate at a rate
that'll plague knaves with mistakes
that trace energy irate
enough to inflate
emotions bought with a rebate
and i realized before it was too late
and became the bait on the train
drawing out the insane
that wax and wane
in this race to the drain
leading the fake and lame
to the domain of mange
and unspoken shades
ablazed
in the grains of space
where forgiven chains are claims
that arrange a meeting so strange
a blending of rays at the bay of stains
halting the chase
beginning trades
on souls needing to be saved
from yesterday
You know you use The Word destructively with only you in consideration.
What we gave was a worldview through parables of creation.
You only construct the positive for you to be paid.
What we gave was insight out of a cave.
Life was so dark that prayer is our only savior.
Souls were freed from abomination of your evil ways.
We gave what heals iniquity.
What we gave was a world that defeats wickedness.
When the world became obscure from your wrongful deeds, we gave the
people a greater belief.
The inquisition was via a better way.
Monotheistic Christianity became our faith.
We gave what God commanded us to give.
By covenant, we wrote our Rite.
We gave an infrastructure of empowerment for greater enlightenment.
This is our pilgrimage.
What we gave is a sacred place enshrined.
We honor God with body, soul, and mind.
Satan, you are denied.
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PENNED ON JUNE 17, 2014!
Their March
So, you dropped by to learn where the Future soon will be
And what the fascist’s creed will ultimately decree.
Constructed oh so steadily by Republican traitor calls
The fascist acid seeping through our legislative halls
Broadcast destructively by media incompetent,
Misinformation besets the right-wing ignorant
Low-grade intelligence collects the rotted theme
So, votes are banned, Rights are canned to complete the fetid scheme.
While the Democrats administer the distractions fascists breed
Democracy’s chipped away - Constitution’s left to bleed
Can’t see the forest through fascist planted trees
But only on distractions do left-wingers work to please.
Our foundation’s being eaten while our building’s being cleaned
Fascist erosion’s fed while Democracy’s demeaned
Next time you “drop by” I think I’ll hear you say:
Why didn’t we divert our fight … go on to Save the Day?
But … by then, it’ll be way too late.
Medgar Fallon Roe
March 20 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Judges 6-7
Key Verse – Judges 6:10 And I said unto you, I am the LORD your God; fear not the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell…
FAITH IN GOD WHO ASSERTS TO US
THAT HE IS THE LORD
God asserts that He is our Lord Who gives us eternal inheritance
Surely blessing our faith along our trust of divine importance
By His mercy toward our genuine repentance
Always reaching down to us from His throne, despite sin-distance.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who honours our sincere sacrifice
Surely providing for us along our faith through His supplies that suffice
By His grace toward our deliverance of valuable price
Always helping us from adversities and affliction-cries.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who seeks our earnest heart
Surely checking us along our faith’s significant part
By His truth toward our good motives right from the start
Always protecting us from deception-dart.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who fulfills His covenant
Surely assuring us along our faith’s response to complaining rant
By His promise toward our thanksgiving for His salvation-grant
Always guarding us from fear, destructively dominant.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who secures us in His compassion
Surely strengthening us along our faith’s mission
By His instruction toward our compliance with submission
Always restoring us from guilt due to confessed transgression.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who leads us through His voice
Surely teaching us along our faith’s holiness-poise
By His Word toward our righteous choice
Always cheering us from worldliness-noise as in Him we rejoice.
God asserts that He is our Lord Who works for our eternal fulfillment
Surely transforming us along our faith’s obedience to His commandment
By His power toward our favourable accomplishment
Always guiding us from vain engagement to enjoy His love’s settlement.
March 20, 2025
My first effort might have been in
vain
For you were filled with worldly
disdain
The anger the hate the annoyance
the craze
The hatred So putrid
Destructively framed
Of love .. No account
Of sweet nothings no want
If only We were together
Id hold you and kiss you
Take away all that hate
I love you
Three little words
That i speak only without pain
Wishing that only
It would be enough to cleanse you
and keep hate away
By Amanda miller
In a world with so much hatred and
anger
If only those words would really
calm the furnace of pain we breed
Ideas implanted,
Without my consent.
Holding me in contempt,
Knowing I need to vent.
But I don't know how.
So I,
Aimlessly prance around,
Smile, but wanna frown.
Head up, but feeling down.
Pretentiously playing a clown.
That tension internally, stirring, destructively, creating the beast, nowhere to release, who should I be?
Who they want me to be?
Emotions, causing commotions, unsatisfied with the notion.
Drinking the magic potion.
And it's filled,
With “love”.
But it's conditional, & subliminal, stealing my soul like a criminal.
But the system calls the plays, and I’m the receiver
Masking everything, creating an unfulfilled deceiver
Now I'm a believer.
In,
Blazing your own trail.
Do it your way,
And you’ll uncover the veil.
Left lusciously lingering
Thoughts twisting, tormenting
Her heart heretofore healed his hurt
She sometime said sweet something’s softly;
That tranquilised their tiffs
Now nothing…
Left lusciously lingering, lost, lonely….
Does doom destructively devour?
Love lingering