Best Downfall Poems


Premium Member The Downfall of King Solomon

Great King Solomon, wisest of the rulers of Israel,
The favored son of King David, who was beloved of our God,
Did fall from grace in his old age though God suffered him for years.
He warned him and He warned him that his actions would bring tears.

Solomon's wealth and power were known both far and wide,
And kings from other countries brought their daughters for his brides.,
But God said, 'Solomon be wise, send them away from you,
For they are vile before My eyes and all their daughters too.
If you accept them in My son their sins will be on you.'

But Solomon paid The Lord no mind, he welcomed those kings in,
Made pacts, alliances and deals ignoring grievous sins,
Committed by those kings and queens, acts that God abhorred,
And took unto him concubines and wives before The Lord.

Women that God told him were unclean before His eyes,
And that they'd bring their gods with them so strong would be their ties.
That Israel would follow them and he would fall from grace,
And that's just how it happened that Solomon lost face.

Seven hundred took he them and even their gods too.
He let them build their temples and went in with them too.
His heart was turned away from God by the company he kept.
He followed other gods with them and God, Himself, wept.

That's what's happening here today, they're coming here in droves.
Fleeing from oppression that their way of life enclosed.
They say our God offends them and we shouldn't honor Him.
Well their god offends me too so the same is just for them.

They wish to take away from us the very thing they seek.
Denying us our freedoms, our own laws have made us weak.
We are the pagans in their eyes and of little consequence.
They'll change our laws and change our God. I say it don't make sense.

We'll fall from grace like Solomon,
Lose all that we hold dear.
Our freedom gone we'll lose our land,
Then hide and quake in fear.

                                                                         1Kings 10:11
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Premium Member The Downfall of King Solomon

Solomon wouldn't listen,
Though God suffered him for years.
He warned him and He warned him,
That his actions would bring tears.
Solomon's wealth and power,
Were known both far and wide,
And kings from other countries,
Brought their daughters for his brides;
But God said Solomon be wise,
Send them away from you;
For they are vile before My eyes,
And all their daughters too.
If you accept them in, My Son,
Their sins will be on you.

But Solomon paid The Lord no mind,
He welcomed those kings in;
Made pacts, alliances and deals,
Ignoring grievous sins,
Committed by these kings and queens,
Acts that God abhorred,
And took unto him concubines,
And wives before The Lord.

Women that God told him,
Were unclean before His eyes,
And that they'd bring their gods with them,
So strong would be their ties;
That Israel would follow them,
And he would fall from grace,
And that's just how it happened,
And Solomon lost face.

Seven hundred took he them,
And even their gods too.
He let them build their temples,
And went in with them too.
His heart was turned away from God,
By the company he kept.
He followed other gods with them,
And God, Himself, wept.

That's what's happening here today.
They're coming here in droves'
Fleeing from oppression,
That their way of life enclosed.
They say our God offends them,
And we shouldn't honor Him;
Well, their god offends me too,
So the same is just for them.

They wish to take away from us,
The very thing they seek,
Denying us our freedoms,
Our own laws have made us weak.
We are infidels to them,
And of little consequence.
They'll change our laws and change our God.
I say it don't make sense.
We'll fall from grace like Solomon.
Lose all that we hold dear.
Our freedom gone, we'll lose our land,
Then hide and quake in fear.
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Downfall

Suicide is like a storm 
Thoughts pour 
Sometimes drizzle
But never fully stop
People run away from you
Scared of what you might do
Your thunder is the anger within
Loud and strong 
You can hear it booming in your head
Your lightning is like the hope you might have
The lightning, it leaves in a flash
It leaves you in the storm alone
Just like everyone who ran away
They ran away from the fury that caves in
The possibility of a downfall
The possibility of death


My Downfall

My Downfall is the most difficult of them all.
I love my husband but he has a hard time showing me the same.
When he gets mad he call me cruel names.
I love him with all my heart and i want our marriage to last.
Our son deserve to grow with two loving parents .
Not just one.

In the beginning, we were inseparable. 
but that changed when we said " I Do"
He feels as if he owns me and that i don't like .

My downfall is falling in love.

Downfall

The days pass in a haze of ignorance 
Even your closest friend may leave to follow sheep
I could spend years trying to give this topic proper cited coordinates. 
But does the new generation know the Dewey decimal system
Or would they look to the sky and a modern carl Sagan to point out  the Dewey constellation  

In a time of resurgence of things long ago solved
Flat earth , vaccination acceptance for greater good
And a village of idiots instead of a village idiot 
The fate of our society seems deserving at times 

Tho the reasons are many the foundation is but one truth
That the building blocks of separation,  deception, control and acceptance is zoned.
And all I said up until this point with tact and cuth
Is all said in profound depth in the following parable with a empathetic tone:

The problem with the world today 
Is there are to many belief based facts
And there are not enough fact based beliefs 

Kindly 
Shawn Gorsick

A call for the oppressors downfall

Comfort wrapped in a blanket of security
Never fearing the chance of brutality 
Only a freedom granted to those with fair skin
Greeted by the warmth of idiocy
Building a racist system of legacy
With followers who exhibit stupidity 
But useful in killing democracy 
To continue their self fulfilling prophecy 
Of forced superiority

A politicians smile brings a darkness 
Poisonous to those a different colour
Those who possessed something they wanted 
Our blackness they were desperate to harness
Unsatisfied with the taking of our culture
They turn to the method of torture 
Their envy the motive of our generational suffering 
Hate breeds hate 
Pain breeds pain
Our blood pumped from a heart full of trauma
Our skin sewn by the needles of struggle
Which is what they wanted 
A life born through the memory of inferiority 
A rot festering in the trees of our ancestry
Branches bending to the will of ancestral trauma 

Bodies after bodies after bodies
Burned in the name of erasure
Blood clings to remember
The blood stays as rebellion 
The world hides us in silence
The blood screams violence
Demands accountability 
Pools of red refuse to be ignored
Stains a ground a witness to it all
Entrusting the soil to keep the bodies warm
An exhibition to the pain black people have endured
A call for a new world 
For the oppressors downfall


Premium Member Beginning of the Downfall

I was a senior in high school and I still remember
That Friday afternoon in late November
Early dismissal after saying a prayer
Disbelief and sadness filling the air

He was a man with vision and a silver tongue
He was the type of leader who inspired the young
A political wisdom in spite of his youth
They appointed a commission to suppress the truth

A Russian immigrant would be accused of the crime
They had him shot to give the cover up more time
Witnesses died mysteriously over the next five years
Media controls what the nation hears

Too many questions still unanswered today
With government involvement they all got away
The story on every radio and television station
Watching the beginning of the downfall of a nation.

   In my heart, I believe Lee Harvey Oswald, Jack Ruby
And the American people were all victims of a cover up
By our own government. God Bless JFK.

Downfall

I can't read the writing on the wall
The free hand print there is way too small
If I could just turn the volume up
I might find a way out of this cover up
But here I sit dissecting my downfall

Many were the voices who 
Spoke about the things they knew
The columns as they stood before
Now turned to rubble strewn on the floor
As suspicious whispers just grew and grew

Time will surely tell the truth and
Maybe video will become the sleuth
Meanwhile we'll just say our prayers
As they extend to be billionaires
Faith is now placed in our youth...and

Here I sit dissecting my downfall...yeah
Sitting here dissecting my downfall

Downfall of Joan of Arc

The downfall of Joan if arc

After the battle at Orleans 
Where Joan dressed in white armour
riding a white horse, took the town.
Making  the Anglo-Burgundians
flee across the Loire River. 

Joan's reputation gained ground
She and her followers escorted Charles 
to Reims enabling Charles to be crowned
Charles VII in July 1429. As she had promised.

Later she tried to take back Paris only to find
that the Anglo-Burgundians were able 
to fortify and defend their positions in Paris.

Come spring 1430 the king ordered Joan
again, to confront a Burgundian assault
on Compiegne, in doing so, she was upseated
and thrown to the ground, left outside the city
when the gates were closed.

Burgundians took her hostage  with much fanfare
Her trial held in1430 where 
she had seventy charges brought against her
Including witchcraft.heresy and dressing as a man.

The king hearing of her capture, distanced himself
After a year in prison, under threat of death,
Joan signed a confession 
denying she had ever had Divine guidance.

Again breaking all rules she dressed as a man.,
Her death sentence was pronounced, 
was burned at the stake 
At the age of 19 in May 1431.

Her fame increased after her death
Twenty years later her name was cleared
By Charles VII.
Come 1920 she was canonised by Pope Benedict XV
She became the Patron Saint of France.


Penned 26/08/2015

Will Temptation Be Your Downfall

Life's a temptation 
we all have to overcome.

To truly find peace in 
our lives, we have to 
learn to push the devil 
aside...

And follow the word 
of The Lord.

If we continue to do 
wrong, then what's 
the purpose of living 
at all.

Everyday's a test of 
what we do, what we 
say...

It's the choices we 
make that defines 
us.

The evil that men do 
will not be overlooked,
there will come a time 
of judgement day for 
everyone.

If we resist the devils 
attempts to lure us in,
then by the grace of 
God we will win.

An act of kindness 
can heal the heart.

If we choose to show love 
for one another instead of 
hate, then in heaven we will 
reign when our time on this 
earth expires.

The choice is yours 
will temptation be your 
downfall ?

Written by: Poet Shi
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Not My Downfall

Emotions boiling over.  
Went from peace to rage in seconds
Need to breath need to collect
You are not worth all this negativity
Your are soon to be just a blip in my radar
A memory best forgotten or even buried
Cannot even summon up pity for you anymore
You dug yourself in the hole and need to learn 
Learn to dig yourself out.
Sink or swim
Not sure which you will do
Nor do I think I really care.

Political Downfall

political position penetrates purity
anger and aggression accommodate mirroring
of awful austerity allocated each time 
we fall victim helpless to our weak mind
the peoples pressure piles upward
racing towards restoration as the dusk burns
aggravating what was once blue and serene
live this fight in life view the feud in a dream
function funding fatalities the newest regime
are sly scoundrels salivating so few in between
that save a soul sacrificing personal gain
pedantic petty priorities just turn into pain

Downfall

Spewing forth contention
All ignorance to compel
Obstreperous yet dastardly
the politicians quell
Negection of poverty
within its own society
Unbalancing the scales of 
a nations sovereignty
Execration of innocence
A new age policy
A xenophobic corpulace
of mass conspiracy
Many masks of one shall bare
the fruits through others gains
Bleeding dry good ethics and
leaving honesty in bane
Replacing it with seething spite
Now a flag bloodstained
Disconsolation through mans indignation
Predictions of plight into subjugation
Resulting in a death of a nation!!!
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Isaac's Downfall

Sir Isaac Newton
Discovered gravity
As a good excuse 
For his apple scrumping activity








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The Downfall of Macbeth

He's valor's minion, 
ere he quelled, he was a loon. 
Hark! Death do us part.

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