Best Guiltiness Poems
3 am in the morning
Everybody is sleeping
Some of them are snoring
Maybe others are boozing
And the rest making out and moaning
Conclusion, everyone’s enjoying this night
Doing this doing that
Everybody is busy somehow
Only me lying on this 30 years old sofa
Listening to 90s boring música
And drinking my 3rd bottle of cola
Conclusion again, my prosaic life bores me to tears
Dear TV,
Why don’t these couples within you break up?
They brawl everyday
I don’t understand how they can have 4 children?
Are they F***ing human or am I an alien?
Come sit with me and tell me the story
Of those girls that you call sexy dolly
I’ve bought a million mirrors
But they all shattered before uttering a damn thing to me
My friends always stick a winkey on my empty yellow smiley
They say mine is so freaking spooky
Honesty I do adore seeing my body wearing on
That pinky booty they call cutie pouty
Because No one cares either I look nasty or shapely
I’m neither sad nor mad
I’m not jealous but I’m completely pooped
Sick of acting in several movies in one day
I admit that I’m a phony actress
And an unpretty liar
I don’t hate myself but I don’t like it anyway
I’m not blaming you but I can’t get over you
I wish I could turn back time and try to be good for you
One more chance to look prettier than her
One more chance to act cuter than her
Please say it wasn’t my fault if I’m replaced by her
Please help me shut down this voice of guiltiness deep in my heart
I’m begging you to give me one last chance to be better than her
But I can see your beautiful smile smacking your mouth when you look at her
Yes I know you’re living happily now ‘cause of her
So I'm dying to Ctrl C ~ Ctrl V her,
I'm craving to try her up, to feel her, touch her and suck her gravity just to be her
‘Cause she is the one I should’ve been to make you stay
And I’m the one you shouldn’t have met from the start
With the Nepotism in my planet, essentially in my land, life compels
And factual morals are forgotten. Ancestors way of living are forbidden
By the rules we live in today.
What’s happening in our society?
Flash is made to capture, to imprison,
Not to poison and abolish every tale we ever had.
I sense discomfort when I glimpse defiance of young in open, forgive me but i
Feel pain when I see the future walking in distress; giving their lives in return for a good life.
Give them credit, but our lives were much easier before.
Simplicity is no supplementary.
But not everyone who’s involved wants to,
Pleasure is the case, dissatisfaction is the face, eish did I say it’s the pace?
Wait a minute
Facing my demons with abstemious eyes, doesn't add up, I need a fluid to go through
The night, where’s my pint to nip the tank of my thanks.
I’m jaded, guzzle, gulp facilitate
Slurp!
It kills me to be unable to maintain my being,
Without sentiment awkwardness,
But little voices say…
‘Just be intoxicated, without any guiltiness’.
My hero dies in vein, my mother stress in pain, and my friends suffer in shame,
I didn't do it, but the hunger for more led me to desire more.
Everyone’s scrip end is thrilled, but in one way or another,
there is a season for everything.
Life goes on, I’m a young woman. I’m different, I’m a lion and
I’m in control.
I may not be the most courageous, boldest, and smartest,
But god gave me a voice and a pen,
I refuse to be the statistic, the common, and the everyday indict,
I refuse to be them, they, us, and we, I choose to be “I” alone.
I am a woman, a lion,
This is not the time to point fingers,
This is the time to raise my left arm and say I am a woman,
stray the shy of my spry.
Heroes always live, but
Hero die in this one, because this is war.
There in the shambles beneath my feet
All broken the laws that sanctified me ...
There in the shadows of slinking defeat
My soul cast down and racked in misery
But lo' for the throne of mercy's memory
A man did leave the comfort zone of peace
To come to the mangled manger of history
And give a wretched sinner truth's release.
A rebel's dream fragmented, and just like clay
The potter stooped down to mould again
Unpotted I was only fitted to be tossed away
The hands that made me balmed my pain.
O could God of grace and grand giver of glory
You kneel again, not to mould my shards, nay,
But from battered, broken flesh bring victory
And I shall from sin relinquished soon fly away.
Splintered ego mended, nail wounds blended
In the gospel praise my grateful heart pours
That for my guiltiness such mercy was intended
O you are my Christ, Savior my heart adores
Of the distance,
beauty appeared at peace, calmly resting.
Proximity grew closer to this human figurine;
lengthy legs painted in ocean blue jeans.
The thesis statement to male's eyes in dreams.
But those legs...
Those legs were the topic of my eyes
Pupils conversing in-between her inner thighs
The rhetorical tongue eager to submit beneath sun rise
Thickened bridled muscle strengthens to rise
I mean d*** Oh me! Oh myy!
Oooo wee such a beautiful sexy queen.
Envisioning,
If at current, her faucet is running. ..
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So the fleshes hydration can be full-filling.
Muscles within muscles while warm liquid falling?
Can we start engaging?
Lips connect; gently kissing... (Pause)
But the guiltiness in the minds eye began interrupting
Spirit intervening
Muscles deflating
Suddenly, no tempting to the extent of no lusting
Corrective vision restoring
Walking through the escape door from fornicating...whew!
As the moon tiptoes in
Eyes close and knees bend
The darkened closet within
Praying to overcome this certain sin
That I indeed struggle in
And that I may be born again
This I pray, from day to day...Amen
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06-04-2014
Loving you brought the best in me
Loving you took out the lost soul that was within
Oh your smile brought the interception of my believe and true reflection of a woman
Loving you made my guiltiness of confusion to be the innocence of the future
Loving you is happiness and laughter
Oh love, my loving solution to brightness morning
That turn to a good day filled with love and honesty
Loving you, yes loving you
It made my life free like a free way of challenges that turn to better outcome
Loving you make me free my mind-set of emotional success
Loving you make me meet loving circumstances that turn to visions of true dreams
I overcome obstacles easily just by loving you
Loving you give me hope of trusting again
Loving you give me peace like summer rain
Oh yes loving you
Loving you is like music on top of the pops
Loving you, oh loving you
Loving you, loving you
BY
STREET CRIES
MY SEARCH FOR ANSWER LEAD ME TO YOUR BOOK OF LIFE
FEELING CONFUSED AS DAY TURNS TO NIGHT
GUILTINESS OF THE ACCUSED DIMS MY LIGHT
AT TIMES I DON'T KNOW WITCH WAY TO CHOOSE IN THIS FIGHT
SPIRITUALLY ABUSED TRYING TO DO WHAT'S RIGHT
I LOOK TO YOU TO LEAD ME THOUGH WHAT I GO THOUGH
MY TRUST IN YOU GROWS AS YOU PROVE TO SHOW
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE THAT I AM BEGINNING TO KNOW
YOU OPEN MY EYES TO LIGHT THAT I SEE
THANK YOU FATHER FOR PLACING YOU HANDS ON ME
MOLDING ME TO BE THE TYPE OF MAN YOU WANT ME TO BE
GLORIFYING YOUR NAME AS I RUN TO MY DESTINY
SEARCHING FOR SALVATION RECIPE
AFTER ALL I HAVE DONE YOU STILL SEE THE BEST IN ME
AT TIMES ITS HARD TO BELIEVE YOU'VE FORGIVEN ME
BUT YOU CONTINUALLY SHOW ME YOUR LOVE AND GRACE
COVERS ME
FOR THAT REASON I WRITE PRAISE POETRY
FOR THE REST OF MY DAYS GIVE YOU THE GLORY
I KNOW YOUR POWER GOES BEFORE ME
CLEARING THE PATH YOU LAY BEFORE ME
HUMBLY I PRAY TO THEE
ACKNOWLEDGING YOUR ROYALTY
THE PRESENTS OF YOUR HOLY SPIRIT
MAKES ME REACT JOYFULLY
ITS A JOY TO BE A CHILD OF HIS MAJESTY
LIVING LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY WITH OUT BOUNDARIES
EXCEEDING ANY WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME
SPIRITUALLY CONNECTED TO YOUR DYNASTY
BECAUSE THE WORDS OF A KING LIVES INSIDE OF ME
There is a cry in endless night
And question still as always why
There is a love in broken heart
It still resist to ever die
There is a light from moon and stars
To bring some light in empty eyes
What was my fault and guiltiness
I asked angels witness me
There is still time to wait and hope
And there still to do a lot
There is still God who holds all keys
There is still you I wish to kiss
There is a chance to broken heart
And I don’t know how it will come
But here still faith and truth and love
Beyond the darkness there is a light
There is still you and me, we both
There is still memories not lost
There is an never ending love
Which will find path to happy end
July 14 Scripture Meditations Based on Isaiah 1-6
Key Verse – Isaiah 6: 3 … Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR REVEALING TO ME YOUR HOLINESS
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my sinfulness
Letting me realize my filthiness…
Henceforth, I repent with humility and meekness
Please uphold me as You forgive my confessed guiltiness.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my impurities
Letting me forsake my iniquities…
Henceforth, I combat worldliness and vanities
Please cleanse me toward maximizing Your sanctification opportunities.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my imperfection
Letting me recognize my limitation…
Henceforth, I conquer self-righteousness and self-exaltation
Please transform me along Your virtue-endowed beautification.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my arrogance
Letting me learn from my ignorance…
Henceforth, I subdue proud hypocrisy and haughty appearance
Please abase me while I yield to Your Almighty elegance.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my deficiency
Letting me face my insufficiency…
Henceforth, I contend against indifference and complacency
Please keep me satisfied, thanking You for Your bountiful mercy.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my impairment
Letting me acknowledge my weakness-detriment…
Henceforth, I vanquish complaining and discontentment
Please cheer me up, assured with Your grace-fulfillment.
Thank You for revealing to me Your holiness midst my losses
Letting me carry my crosses…
Henceforth, I overcome vain curses and selfish fusses
Please guide me to follow You against disobedient forces.
July 14, 2022
In my melancholic turmoil moments besieged with pain
As I groan along mocking injustice terrain
Languishing in misery brought by deceit of betrayal stain
Sorrowing* midst righteous verdict I hope to gain…
My God offers to me His grace, never vain.
I draw near to Him, placing my life into His mercy’s domain.
In my melancholic turbulent days against guiltiness’ cohort
When I cry for divine aid and support
Excruciating from my downfall’s discomfort
Wailing due to my worldliness and its carnality-haunting escort …
My Saviour pours His mercy for my ultimate resort.
I draw nigh to Him, laying my faith upon His strength’s fort.
In my melancholic troubled times of grievous despair
That I need urgent care
Beseeching for an assured welfare
Ailing with discontentment’s scare…
My Lord presents His promises which His words declare.
I abide in Him, exposing my soul to His victorious stare.
*"Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better." Ecclesiastes 7:3
July 21, 2019
5th place, "Writing Challenge 2, July 2019- Melancholy" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart; judged on 7/23/2019.
April 6 Scripture Meditations Based on 2Chronicles 30-32
Key Verse – 2Chronicles 30:18 … But Hezekiah prayed for them, saying, The good LORD pardon every one...
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR PARDONING ME
Thank You for pardoning me for my iniquities
As well as for my earthly vanities
By Your holiness purging my sin-impurities
Along Your righteous verities.
Thank You for pardoning me for my selfishness
As well as for my pride-inflicted guiltiness
By Your mercies forgiving my confessed haughtiness
Along Your loving kindness.
Thank You for pardoning me for my arrogance
As well as for my worthless extravagance
By Your grace causing my deliverance
Along Your secured assurance.
Thank You for pardoning me for my transgressions
As well as for my idolatrous abominations
By Your sanctification cleansing my corruption
Along Your transforming conversion.
Thank You for pardoning me for my jealousy
As well as for my enviousness-fervency
By Your clemency working in my leniency
Along Your gentle persistency.
Thank You for pardoning me for my backsliding
As well as for my destructive world-minding
By Your truth correcting my humanism-attending
Along Your purposive life-building.
April 6, 2022
God showed Himself to me through my parents firstly
Appearing with their sweet smile, welcoming me warmly
Manifesting fatherly kindness wondrously
Highlighting maternal love-care abundantly.
Growing, I was acquainted with God midst home’s bliss
Where teaching of charity is a sure practice
In family bonding with hugs, embrace and kiss
Propped by prayer for all --- of Dad, Mom, Brods and Sis.
God did expose me well to His active presence
Displaying His great creation’s magnificence
Controlling the universe in its existence
Acquainting me His with gracious omnipotence.
When I was invited for a Bible study
God revealed His nature against claims’ parody
Expressing Scriptures’ truth, immutably sturdy
Offering me redemption from sins’ malady.
In my quest to know Him more through genuine worship
The Lord granted me faith for right relationship
Of vibrant fellowship and fruitful stewardship
Around Christ’s friendship by His perfect leadership.
God through the Holy Spirit* shows me His goodness
Mercy and forgiveness for confessed guiltiness
Mighty deliverance assuring peacefulness
Miracles that uphold against trials’ hardness.
Praise-filled, I yield myself to God with gratitude
Since He owns me, bracing up my faith’s fortitude
Cognizant that He is my life’s infinitude
I show Him to all midst triumphant attitude.
*John 16:13 Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.
January 23, 2022
Narrative in rhyme form
Edited on June 15, 2022
What’s the use of living
When there’s no motive to do so
With life being so cheap
And peoples thinking even low
The reality of life
Still hidden from us
But no one’s here to
Explore it and create a fuss
Life couldn’t have been ever easier
And also couldn’t have been ever wicked
With its beautifulness crushed
Under the huge burden of the sicked
Peace was a word
Used in the ancient past
Now the word has
No meaning in any of the castes
Gone are the days
Of beautiful delights
Where people could enjoy
The brilliant night lights
The onset of everyday
Now brings in some new fear
Presence of guiltiness in people
Prevents even to summon their near
No one cares actually about
The essence of real life
Whose value they can’t realize
The fact being, they have lost their life
August 29 Scripture Meditations Based on Micah 1-2
Key Verse – Micah 2:7 O thou that art named the house of Jacob, is the spirit of the LORD straitened? are these his doings? do not my words do good to him that walketh uprightly?
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORDS THAT DO GOOD TO ME
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst suffering…
For my soul to trust Your nurturing
Since You protect me from sins’ torturing
Making me strong with biblical truth-bearing.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst sorrow…
For my heart to rely on You in my tomorrow
Since You guard me from Satan’s arrow
Making me cheerful as I spiritually grow.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst sacrifices…
For my faith to depend on Your promises
Since You cover me from guiltiness’ curses
Making me assured with Your warm fellowship-embraces.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst scarcity…
For my mind to believe in Your supplying authority
Since You pull me from doubts’ infirmity
Making me contented as I suffice myself with Your abundant bounty.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst struggles…
For my spirit to abide in Your principles
Since You deliver me from worldliness’ tangles
Making me triumphant with heavenly gladness-sizzles.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst selfishness…
For my pride to surrender to Your graciousness
Since You rescue me from haughtiness’ perilousness
Making me humble as I worship You with sincerity-gratefulness.
Thank You for Your words that do good to me midst spoilage…
For my service to prosper by Your wisdom-vantage
Since You hinder me from slothfulness’ bondage
Making me productive with fruitful stewardship-courage.
August 29, 2022
My eyes
Refuse to see tragedy
My eyes
Marinate in dread…unable to embrace ecstasy
And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s sagging…from endless mourning
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?
You don’t see
What damage you’ve done
Just let me be
Leave me alone…hand me a gun
I yearn for unspoiled glory
To make me feel perfect once more
I yearn for flawless serenity
To make me feel no regret…don’t ignore
My calls…don’t hang up on me
You don’t see
What damage you’ve done
Just hear my plea
Listen to my excruciating cries…
Listen to the truth, not the malicious lies
Our journey has just begun
And I’m left in my solitude…
Do you hear me weeping?
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…
When will peace draw near?
Eye can’t handle the stress
Let me release my horrendous distress
Eye can see you making that same mistake
At least MY life isn’t at stake
And I’m left in my solitude…
My eye’s weeping…do You feel my lament
And I’m close to my demise…
Only to find myself disappear…Stepped on like cement
I’m aching with discontent… I abhor this torment
When will peace scrub off my fear?
I can’t believe my eyes
Your guiltiness flows into me…
I can’t believe I fell for your lies
Your heartless action rape my mind…you don’t see
What my EYES see…
You’ll never see
How much pressure you put me under
Unchain me from this chamber
And watch me flee…
When will you be set free?
Who's that garçon, playing with needles
eagerly stabbing the fantastique tragedy
squirming so quickly by the macabre melody
what makes my shadow laugh forwardly
above me!
Eye on him from behind turning and twisting
drilling the fear out from his astonishment
and when we move around yelling and swearing
all at once little hand drops all these little things
childishly moaning!
His chest is silent now his life is absconding
where has the beating just disappeared?
I'm flapping like a lunatic, something is leaking
out from my bowels deep inside me!
Pierced to the guiltiness right by the dying boy
needles are digging like gluttonous maggots
dirtily cruelly mortally with pleasure
feeding their sharp bodies inside of me!