Best Faithless Poems
Lively words on tiptoes left,
Vanishing in the night.
In vain have I sought to find them,
Those precious prodigal words.
Did they slip away like mice
Through temples worn out by age?
Like jocks who rode the bench too long,
Have they quit for lack of play?
Or have they found me faithless,
Lusting after phrases
And daisy chains of impish words,
And in anger run away?
Fled they like southing swallows
Escaping Winter’s blight?
Will they come back to me one day
Like old Capistrano’s birds?
If a wordless king is a pauper;
And a well-spoken peasant rich;
And words are the gems we offer
To woo the ones we love,
Am I then to be destitute
When I wear the crown of years?
For if my wealth of words is gone,
I cannot beg at Heaven’s gate.
"The sun loved me again, when it saw that the stars would not abandon me" Jenim Dibie...
I paint on the blue-black arms of blank skies,
with pirouetting promises in midnight eyes,
no longer impatient for the dawning of hues~
manipulating the ache between ink and muse.
I breathe in silence, wrap my soul in rhyme-less forms,
to taste topaz tears of dusk, beneath swirling storms,
as I’ve long learned to sing with wistful stars alone,
amidst the warmth, cloaked within cold-chiseled stone~
flickers of grief, now veiled by bonfire blazes,
of melancholic memories and fleeting phases,
where love and light no longer collaborate,
yet sail like astral flames of fate that life must validate…
I ponder, do nameless ghosts of the sun recall my name?
For I crave not the fickle flares, nor to take their blame.
I am kissed by the redolent rays~
of ruin and wild orchids in lilac moon’s haze,
surfing through lagoons drenched in marine dust,
fighting tilted tides mirroring broken trust…
So, let me abandon the scorching gold of sunrise~
forgive this heart, serving nothing but lyrical lies…
How bottomless you are, the lonely hell,
how dark and joyless, but the love I fell
in is much deeper. Oh, four words you said
so unexpectedly that my ink bled,
four elements, four natures of despair -
the water of my tears, the smoky air
of sleeplessness, the fire in my loins,
the earth of desperation that adjoins
insanity – the words you said in lieu
of reasons to break up: "I don’t love you".
How that can be? It was just yesterday
you vowed that… I go mad, I go astray
in most abysmal precipices of
my hell in search of you, my faithless love.
When we agitated, they said we are mad
But they never cared to make us glad.
When we erupted like the volcano, they swore
But forgot our hearts that they tore.
We asked for necessities
But we were chased away by their securities.
We cried, that they might pity us,
But we were left alone to bear our cross.
We are supposed to be under their umbrella,
But we weren’t sheltered, hence we had to surrender.
Food isn’t affordable to eat,
And its been long since we’ve tasted meat.
Under the wicked sun with its rays red,
We saw their shinning daggers to dread.
All we asked for, is food, clothing and shelter,
But we were assaulted, and ran helter-skelter.
Politrickers, mock us not again
For our struggles would’t be in vain.
If we could survive these troubles,
We’ll forget the pain of these struggles.
Preface: I seem to be able to write pretty sad poems alot. I hope there is always some worthwhile moral or lesson learned with each. This one is about no faith when we hope and pray. Or maybe, we're praying for the wrong things. Yeah, I think we all do that. Well try not to get too depressed reading this. :)
When sunsets and starlight are clouded from sight.
And sweet dreams and moon beams aren't part of your night.
Where can you go for hope and a prayer?
When the bluebird of happiness falls out of the air.
Grey sky's deliver a message inside.
Your guadian angel tragically died.
The air was too sullen and heavy for wings.
And now the Archangel soulfully sings.
Where can people go when they've lost their way?
With holes in their pockets and nothing to say.
The end keeps encircling the rest of your life.
And endlessly tempts you to fall on your knife.
I can not blame you when you disappear.
I'd too turn around and not want to hear.
So solemnly I walk these streets all alone.
Just like a mongrel who looks for a bone.
Death and destruction are all that I see.
When faithlessly hoping there'll be more for me.
We'll always have our sacred death
In turn you'll blink the time away
We'll always have our sacred death
This time you'll find it's ticked away
A benediction for a carbon emission waste
This time round you ran with such haste
To find yourself in the middle of nowhere
Where you ask, think and then go there
The illusory grasp you have on God fleeting
Leaving, I hear you calling out and body
Bloody heart, torn apart, yet still beating
Bleeding from a small hole, simple to feel
Fill you up to the brim of your cup
Yet you cannot taste it, you can only drink
I feel for you as the rocks tied corrupt
I feel for you as you begin to sink
Climb the ladder back from there
This I promise, this I swear
I'll pray for you at night
May you find solace from your fright
He opens doors, he opens hearts
You just have to have one
I'll keep praying as a start
You keep beating, breathing, no one.
It didn’t happen at the right time
I wasn’t his – he wasn’t mine
But, despite the dangerous passion
Fires ignited and we felt the longing
For the dance, - taking a chance
Uncertain and unsure, burdened
With shame, guilt and humiliation
All the feelings that come from carrying
A torch for someone whose heart
Isn’t vacant, whose love is already taken
It didn’t happen when we were free
So we left each other with only a feeling
Emotions that colored our lives in hues
Forbidden love, constrained our desires
Snuffed out the fires that stirred inside
Erasing every doubt that we could share
Our hearts, our dreams, our hopes…
The beauty of a love, vulnerable and true
Exposing only the joy that comes from knowing
The wonder of two hearts uniting, contriving
To build a life for two – share our dreams with…
Someone in the heart – who is loved fully
With a love that only comes alive for those
Who listen to the soul stirring light, the yearning
Breathing, aching… for love that is making
Two hearts feel more alive than any feeling ever has!
Inner conflict Poetry Contest
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August 14, 2022
My prayers seem to echo
To the stars
Unheard by You,
That's how I feel
I feel wrapped by darkness
Frustrated obscurity
Nothings seems clear
Nothing is real
Faithless—
Alone
Crying in a corner
My prayers resonate
To the hollow end of the night
Again and again
My divine moments turn into dead silence
No ears to listen, no mouth to speak
The kaleidoscope has settled into crystal vision
My astral journeys are now touchable skies
Cold stony nights
The stars were beautiful
They were pearls of sky
They were sequins to the soul
Suspended up high
Now they taste like fire
Their skin is untouchable
They're frigid, frozen, stoned
Lacking soul and mind
I feel so disconnected
From the other world
I feel alone
My soul's screams unheard
Tell me why I feel this way…
Thrown into the city
When all what kept me alive
Was Your ethereal comfort?
Tell me why…
Tell me why I feel like You left me out
When I know more than anyone else that you are always there
Tell me why I feel like a barrier is built
And I can see You no more…
I know You are there
I know that You can hear me
But tell me why, I feel like I'm alone…
I'm bleeding to death
Please make the pain vanish
Take it away
Just like you used to
My world has just been halved
I'm on the other side—
Trapped undersea
I'm losing my breath
I feel more real
Than ever before
I'm in a parallel universe
Lacking a spirit
Lacking a soul, a mind—the essence
I cannot live
Please have me back
There still is hope—
I'm still intact
Guide me into
My original track
Give me breath
Don't turn Your back…
I waited for the ray of light
As would a silkworm for the cocoon to break
For your warmth would break into my mould
And set me free as would a butterfly
But the light never came because night was too long
The cocoon withered and the silkworm died
So it was with my stony heart
That doubted God
And fell apart.
Why keep going down the same path
All accomplished is false hope
Stressed and faithless, vanished
Off the face of Earth with shame
Nothing to aim for within sanity
Redundant voice understood clear
No one with thoughts of empathy
Lack of room in this lonely world
Why keep treading on top the water
Lack of possible achievements
Lack of hope and increased disarray
I can’t keep bleeding I’m done
Heart oozing with intangible blood
Mind permanently altered and shut down
Legs exponentially getting heavier
How easy it would be to just drown
Jab with your daggers
And join the thousands
In moments of total darkness
with you I grapple, damning,
questioning if you really are
who you claim you truly are.
In my times of deep despair
as the soul lies abandoned,
I laugh at how overrated you are,
more a pest than a loyal friend.
Yet as I gaze at a baby asleep
or the grandeur of distant hills,
when I hear the birds' melodies
while leaves rustle in the trees,
I, I hang my head in shame
for even doubting that You,
You are indeed the molder
of this weak and fickle heart.
Why do you run
oh faithless one
from the direction
of his affection?
where are you going
whilst never knowing
the stone foundation
of that one true belief
Things that aren't seen
aren't always not there
think of the oxygen
you breathe in the air
think of what made you
and why your here
surely the reason
exists just to believe in
For I am here for you
if ever you need
together we'll enter
intense questioning
until we find answers
that content the soul
or bask in your destruction
like a great living black hole
One cannot be
so stuck in intrigue
if he never questions
there is no direction
floating aimlessly
on a sea of dead horses
these are the forces
that trick as they treat
Demons are angels
and angels are felt
inside as your idol
invading with stealth
controlling your process
then you are owned
never again, to be forgiven
and atoned
Now deemed unworthy
cast out by the Lord
who doesn't exist now
at all, anymore
in your warped mind
destiny in your palm
void of the meaning
and never reach a calm
The rivers now run
in red pools of blood
as the false God remains worshiped
comes the death of all love
never such an evil
as the nefarious nephilim
known as the creator
of man's original sin.
I threaded my soul through faithless years
With a needle stained with my blood and tears
I never thought I would find asylum here
Where the shadows fall and the sun refuses to shine
I never thought these darkest days would be golden
And yet here I sit with my heart in my hands
And I'm wondering how I ever made it through
The smell of smoke is still overwhelming
And it coats the night sky in the burden of my sin
Perhaps the past always catches up
But even if I were to get up and run
Past these cemetery gates there is no escaping
The things I've done
I once knocked on the door of sanity
Only to be turned away
So I burst through the door of insanity
And slammed my flag into the ground
A sound of a thousand marching feet can be heard
The demons of tomorrow can smell the scent of my sin
And the scent has led them to these cemetery gates
Will I break free?
I squeeze the heart in my hands
And feel the blackness on the edge of my eyes
I know that I'm sitting on the precipice of disaster
But there is no desire to flee
For the fleeting flight of frantic escape would be a fallacy
I've sat here and sown together my own reality
Based on the distorted pictures I fed myself for years
Perhaps if I simply took the needle and stabbed the heart
I could see something more than a scarlet hued future
But something tells me that is an act of cowardice
The feet are getting closer and closer
I threaded my soul through faithless years
With a needle stained with my blood and tears
I never thought I would find asylum here
Where the shadows fall and the sun refuses to shine
I never thought these darkest days would be golden
And yet here I sit with my soul in my hands
And I'm wondering how I could ever have gotten away
Many flakes
It takes to make
A snowman
Little sisters
Little brothers
Make no mistake
Flakes melt and cake
And some are flakier
Than others
The silent fake
For it’s own sake
May replicate
One then another
And float to ground
Without a sound
To lie unfound
A faithless
Lover
by Gail
This is the version of my perspective as a Believer vis-a-vis Black Country Communion Song's "Faithless"
Victorious heart praises the Lord as Source
Midst thanksgiving for blessings everyday
Toward accomplishment along work force
Brought by blest compassion and mercy’s ray.
Vigilant soul worships with joyous glow
Midst gratitude for faith-fortitude’s brace
Toward wondrous service by blessings’ flow
Marked by redemption upon hope and grace.
Vibrant spirit does pray in sincere plight
Midst gratefulness for glad attitude’s zest
Toward sharing along caring delight
With fulfillment of miraculous best.
Giving thanks* to God for His love so great
Life’s peaceful bliss declares reliance-trait.
*1Chronicles 16:34 O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good; for his mercy endureth for ever.
June 7, 2023
8th place, "Black Country Communion 2" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest Sponsored by Robert James Liguori; judged on 8/23/2023