Best Judas Kiss Poems
Thirty pieces of silver
My soul condemn to hell
Even in the presence of God
One can feel left out
Jesus how I love you
My life I surrender for thee
But something wasn't enough
I needed more than even God could give
Even God could give
Envy? Jealous? Recognition
One of twelve is never just one
To Gethsemane garden I led the arm crowd
And my sign was the kiss
I will kiss my Lord to condemn Him
"Greetings Rabbi"
As I kissed the face of my Lord
Judas kissed crucified God
The weight of thirty pieces of silver
Burdens the mind
There is no repentance for such guilt
Torture
Return the blood money but it is refused
Throw it down
And the silver splatters
Against the temple floor
Like drops of blood
Spewing from the cut throat
Of the white white lamb
The sound of silence deafens
Nothing can hear your screams
A rope and a tree
And the earthly Judas ends
Hanging into the bowels of hell
Judas kissed Jesus
For thirty pieces of silver
And Judas kiss of betrayal
Brought forth Salvation
" Judas kissed Jesus
and Jesus said to him
Friend, do what you are here to do."
I did what I was here to do
Judas kiss.
everything you’ve said
whispers round to me
here now I sit
this warning is free
dead are my dreams
in your pretense of care
sweeping the misery
as you reek of despair
A fair weather friend
in the mirror narcissus
your lies pave roads
a consummate actress
I have begun to believe
ricin flows in your veins
everything you touch
weeps of black stains
all poison you leach
flows right back to me
and as I found out
I raged disbelief
a roaring rant
told them they lied
here as I weep
the truth will not die
to my face you smile
as fangs stroke my hair
coaxing and pleading
pretension webs there
a black widow spider
masked in mortal garb
the spear of your words
broke my skin like a barb
through the weather of life
in the course of the rain
I have measured my life
in the blood of the pain
A beaker of misery
I add to the pot
from friend to foe
this cant be forgot
I’ve come to tell you
you’ve been mistaken
for my spirit breathes
and is not forsaken
see I maybe down
but honey not out
you watch your back
when I come I wont shout
as the Chinese whispers
you’ve spread about me
in this river of hate
my agony is freed
revenge is served cold
is something I’ve heard
but the blood of a mongol
pumps the heart of this bird
so watch through the night
keep your ear to the dark
that scratch in the wall
carries more than a bark
from wretch to the wrath
I have now become
you killed all the light
in the heart of my sun
His threads soaked in blood
Dismantled ricassos line his back
His tear filled eyes he shuts
The sky above him black
Anger fused with sorrow
Heavy stones on his heart
What good can come of tomorrow
When thy life’s been torn apart
The latter-day Caesar
Against the avant-garde council
Says farewell to the dreamer
That dwelled in the fictitious castle
For what he was has died
And what he’ll become unknown
Adieu...farewell...goodbye
He’ll walk the broken path
Alone
Author Dana Redricks
May 19, 2018
Betrayal to its lowest point
A kiss from a friend
One hand embracing you
While the other hand is
stabbing you in the back
As Christian we are taught
to turn the other cheek
I do forgive but it's hard to
forget
I'm Finding it hard to know who
to trust that is what
my mind is telling
me but then I receive
a gentle reminder telling me
vengeance is mine
declared the the Lord
Emotional wombs are hard
to heal and there is no pill to
to ease the pain
It feels as if someone has
ripped out my heart and
taken it and smashed it
to the floor
but just like everything it
takes time to heal to
be able to let it go and
to learn from each lesson
and to continue to keep
counting my blessings
The Intersecting Lanes of Judas Kiss and Street Justice
Sometimes our greatest enemy is not the person we keep at a distance in our life. It is not even the enemy that lives within us. But is found in the hypocrisy of the one that is in our inner circle that wears the guise of a friend. To that disloyal,back stabbing rat whos lips are lace with the poison of Judas. To that one we take by force through calculated action. Either by by feet, or by hair, we drag that one to the lanes of where judas kiss and street justice meet.