Best Gallow Poems
Is He watching?
When my tongue thirsts for sin,
Gamble my faith with filth,
When my tongue spills its worst,
My ears long to be filled with corruption,
When my fingers linger to steal,
My feet tread over and along faults?
Is He watching,
My unrepentant soul thrive?
Growing more in strength and glory?
Hardening it’s shield against good,
Gambling what is right and wrong,
Yet making the choice to dwell in the wrong?
Feeding itself with shades of deceit?
Is He watching,
When I am unrepentant but care less?
When I don’t consider His feelings?
Strive to please me rather than Him?
Meddle in the pleasures of earth?
Dump off the cares of my Christian race?
But I know the truth but become blind to it?
Is He watching,
When I return spite for His care?
Neglect His expensive price of love?
On a daily routine visit the gallow of sin?
Clad a false Christianity in my personality,
Yet judge others at the slightest fault? Still nurturing the hypocrite I protect.
Is He watching,
My unrepentant soul thrive?
My unquestionable strategies of pride,
When I stay balanced in the kingdom of the enemy?
Stain my soul constantly in mire,
Even when the truth hits me hard.
Brings to my realization how wrong I am?
Is He watching?
When I lay finally to my last rest,
And stand before Him to be judged?
When my soul headed to Him is rebuked?
When my deeds in my face is reproduced?
How my own vanity has chosen for me doom?
So helpless to reality I stand.
Is He watching,
My guilt wager my strength as I spare not tears?
My offense like chains stroke my existence,
Hangs my living in the face of death?
When my past with pride divulge my wrongs?
Plastered with faulty stains I forever I’m gone,
Lost to the sins I once chided unethical.
Categories:
gallow, appreciation,
Form:
Didactic
"Color me red" this he did say
This is Satan and you must obey
The call of the wild for is it ok?
Who cares as I destroy the day
The red you color is from your vein
The ink that spilled from ever shame
You raped a child in the name of me
You will now suffer ever in eternity
I feel the words escape from your dying breath, "Please Lord dont take it out with
a noose around my neck"
For if you kill me you kill your religion, I promise you, if this noose falls through
the gallow then I will trek
I will find your kind in the after life, even if it down in the basement with your wife, I
will come and get you
You're the one who told me so, created my mind to enlist your blow, is this a
reason you are telling me?
That I must not fight but run away in flee? I'm a coward like you, you see, I die for I
believe in your creed
"My son you are not one of mine
I enlist your soul to preach my kind
You create your own from words of mine
Now rot in hell for the breach of time
And conjur a smell to remember your lie
Befriend your mind as you are left to die
Alone as you wish for your wish is a cry
You are no longer a part of my embassy
Trade your wings for the treatory that be
For a mask supposed to look like me
Horns for you stab at your constant envy
Dont you ever compare you with thee
For are weak and f&ck all that you percieve
Categories:
gallow, devotion, faith, time, visionary,
Form:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2KIPWgFUFkI
Far away in the distance I see a light and suddenly
I want to follow
those inkling stars of beauty, in the gallow of my wishes
I hear a little voice inside that says,
Take me, take me, to unknown lands of mystery
fly me, fly me, o'er peaceful skies of every hue
Far away in the distance I see a light and suddenly
I'm missing you anew ;
Little rivulets accompany the quiet steps of sea
in pensive thought I tread, reflecting love anew
Why else would cormorants fly
if not for nigh and nigh
Far away in the distance I see you like before
a fading smile across your lips and suddenly,
you dissapear, behind the liquid stars,
away from me, away from me....
Words by: Pixie
Categories:
gallow, analogy,
Form:
Free verse
I don't need to judge I hear there is a higher thrown for that.
I don't feed the sludge because I'm better than to brat about what's not me.
I don't fleet to the flood of the mud because the water I wait to meet
To greet it with such appreciation for all that is and for all of what I can be.
makes me feel free from the debree to degrade of what's made of other things.
I don't fret on the color of another because they could be my sister or brother
We all bleed the same shade We all breed to the same grade
all on the same grind to find a greater gallow than to stay blind
and that you will, if you just dont live and let live.
We all have standards but can you can't expect love if it's not what you give
Respectfully,
R.R.
Categories:
gallow, color, race, racism, rap,
Form:
Rhyme
It's the noose that is waiting for me.
Now the law is for all to abide.
I will hang from the old gallow tree.
It is murder they say, first degree.
So the judge summing up, will decide,
It's the noose that is waiting for me
Having death on my hands, let it be.
With a plea for some mercy denied,
I will hang from the old gallow tree.
A large crowd they had gathered to see
An old preacher, to pray by my side.
It's the noose that is waiting for me,
To hang by the neck, for my fee.
It's the convict i now stand beside,
I will hang from the old gallow tree.
By my hands, he will die, or go free.
Then the condemned, now blindly he cried,
It's the noose that is waiting for me,
I will hang from the old gallow tree
3/ 9/ 2015..
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Categories:
gallow, death,
Form:
Villanelle
Stone upon the water front/
Next to the cashmere pillow,
The pier near the gallow shore/
A man began to speak,
Within this land there shall be no way out accept I tax,
This gravitational pull may bring some down,
Yet if you stay and listen very carefully/
You will live through this time and be very happy !
Many of you have become lazy in the manner of laws,
A decree will be summoned to let us know/
The waiting may be hard to comprehend,
Yet within time you can grow to depend/
The fat of the land,
Let this man take you by the hand/
There can be no further excuses or escape,
The way will depend upon the hearer's !
Categories:
gallow, art, caregiving, childhood, death,
Form:
Light Verse
Wade through the lake’s water so shallow,
A woman & a man hands entwined like a gallow.
Wade did she,
Wade did he.
Above their necks the furious waters rose,
Trod they together steps softly with no morose,
Spellbound they moved without a care,
Deeper and deeper where no one would dare.
Trod they further unto the middle they reached,
Realized she now an early vow she had breached,
No further she could wade,
But bitter memories afar refrained they to fade.
Drifting by now so weak was she,
So clasped them eyelids so all she could see was he,
A time came on when a boat roared by,
A wave it created ,it washed her eyes.
The heady din grown a was peaking,
Alas! Her dream was at an end that she was seeking.
The fingered band, beacon it began,
A time had come her life to regain.
Realized, she that moments spent in love,
Will fly away now like the dove.
Struck her like a bolt to her love away,
Will he take me home today?
Guessed she by now that the time was over for her space,
And on the pathway her love left behind in a cold place.
A now thinks she that dwells in another dimension,
Poor man left aghast to brood and fate too cruel to mention.
Ghastly her act ,in all this land had never been,
People shun now the disheartened lover whenever he be rarely seen.
Stares does he strangely at the door,
For he believes that the path will bring her once more…
Categories:
gallow, lost love, love, nostalgia,
Form:
Personification
My love is a practicing ascetic
So humble beyond imagination
Many view his beliefs as pathetic
He, as a duty, determination
A man filled with incredible knowledge
His selfless offerings far from shallow
Studied at a prestigious college
For his beliefs, he faces the gallow
People often ridicule, nonchalant
Some furtive in manner, some quite vicious
Ne'er comprehending nature so gallant
Alas, self-serving their own ambitious
So why do I feel my own hearts desire
Is being led directly to the fire
Categories:
gallow, irony,
Form:
Sonnet
Life behind these bars
My recidivistic chained lounge;
I bonded with loneliness
At will - My frail wrist
Scarred by the bangle of guilt -
Chaste from birth but now guilty
"Death by the rope" - is
My price for dis-innocence
I embraced it well like wraith
Of though fear might flee
Justice will kill me tonight
And I'll whiff peace through my death
Bang!!! Off goes the bong
The call for my end i think;
Broody pangs aches me aloud
As the crowd barracks
Sully smile stained their faces
Spits, Sticks, sands and stones were thrown
Inside the foyer -
My doers came with blindfolds -
Glow of darkness beholds me,
Farewell my best friends;
Crickets, flies and mosquitos
I'd hear chirps and buzz no more
I'd be dead real soon
But no one knows my reason
For crime - no one ever cares!
Now, freedom will walk
To criminals' tomb for peace
Just for my son's sake
Defending my blood
Was all i did - Just a blow
On the chest and death took him..
For this single sake
I'll die so that i can live
The gallow awaits my scrag
Categories:
gallow, father, murder,
Form:
Choka
Bringing yes a close, another year gone by; thinking unto myself
How she wanted me to sing her a love song ? As I was standing atop
This gallow better known as planet earth or more precisely, the noose about
Our necks well, unless your a rock star who plays a mean guitar better yet, swirls
That tiny little derriere, high high, in the air, mumbo jumbo it's a hit; super nova heights ? His, icons
Sucking on the mic fifty years now gone by; golden chains the children sway, hey man he's a baritone
Sequine girls her mirror's pearl; hey mom I'm gonna be someone, I wrote a song about a big black dong
Painted eyes with their candles high, curly who and her brother goo ? So you see, its not just Meeeee....
While the babies cry and the babies die and they suck your mic and you put their ass in some leopard tights.
Categories:
gallow, absence, abuse, age, planet,
Form:
Wade through the lake’s water so shallow,
A woman & a man hands entwined like a gallow.
Wade did she,
Wade did he.
Above their necks the furious waters rose,
Trod they together steps softly with no morose,
Spellbound they moved without a care,
Deeper and deeper where no one would dare!
Trod they, further unto the middle they reached,
Realized she, now an early vow she had breached,
No further she could wade,
But bitter memories afar refrained they to fade.
Drifting by now so weak was she,
So clasped them eyelids so all she could see was he,
A time came on when a boat roared by,
A wave it created ,it washed her eyes.
The heady din grown a was peaking,
Alas! Her dream was at an end that she was seeking.
Realized, she that moments spent in love,
Will fly away now like the dove.
Guessed she by now that the time was over for her space,
And on the pathway her love left behind in a cold place.
A now thinks she that dwells in another dimension,
Poor man left aghast to brood and fate too cruel to mention.
Ghastly her act, all this land had never been,
People shun now the disheartened lover whenever he be rarely seen.
Stares does he, strangely at the door,
For he believes that the path will bring her once more…………
©
Categories:
gallow, longing, lost love, love
Form:
Rhyme
Though live ,no one cares to see.
For I am the shadow to be .
Always around .
Never in sky, just on ground .
A light shade .
Ready to vanish but never fade.
The best to be is black .
Live in light ,die in dark .
The ultimate disciple to follow .
Every where and gallow .
For I am nothing with out you .
Just black ,never red nor blue.
24 Aug 2021
Categories:
gallow, lonely,
Form:
Rhyme
The Ash has died, bare-branched
Throughout this summer.
Odin's gallows, Dreamin' Tree,
Died back like every other.
Though autumn leaves begin their fall
Bare Ash stands like a Christmas tree
Embraced, entwined, adorned
With greening from another.
Wisteria's bine has jumped the gap
Between the gardens at the back
To cover Ash tree to its top
To all the world alive, but not.
Half way up this dreamin' tree
A pigeon mounts his mate
A fourth or fifth time in this day
Though autumn's love is late
And well before the Spring.
Corvid's watching blue-winged Jay
Sits low upon his gallow branch,
Planning how to rob their nest
To scalp its precious fledgling squabs
Before they're raised as offspring.
These clatter doves with life long
Mates make glimpse of love's display
But all of God's creation groans
Awaiting when that final day
Finds freedom from frustration
With birth pangs of a better way
And longed for last redemption.
Categories:
gallow, allegory, christian,
Form:
Rhyme
< winds gallow
o ~ speak out thou shallow
in ancient magnitudes of whispers
wrapped in sparkling gems but that of more crisper
embracing majesty like re- known spun hipster
and thy O~ answers babbling tongue
symbols of new births young
nature's son
Categories:
gallow, adventure, education, fantasy, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Delusions of grandeur of being superior, definitive lines drawn and hacked up on a mirror. The Earth trembles and all the ghosts have left.
Gov't Gimps,
Unnerving social locusts.
Human livestock and their fodder. No artistic merit, can't hold their weight in dirty water.
Gripping onto a fleeting idea with fear of the flame going out. Inner child snuffed with a plastic bag. We will wear these costumes like Halloween until the day that we die.
Gov't Gimps. Media ****, rape our attention spans, glue the 3rd eye shut. Netflicks goons. Simeon sex for brains. Woke up this morning with a bullet on my mind.
Hell is in the body and Heaven's broken glass smile lacerates my ribs. Your Smart phone knows just how you like it.
Daunting.
Of human design.
Birds of a feather talk about the weather. Gallow fruit, sticky fingers, and preachers draped in leather.
Don't you pray for me. Not with that filthy mouth of yorn. The evil that manifests your bones is so easy to justify. Don't pray for me, not with that filthy mouth of yorn. When I die, leave me where I lie, that radiation that corrupts my bones is so easy to justify.
#MonkeyBusiness
Categories:
gallow, abuse, art, betrayal,
Form:
ABC