Best Lead Astray Poems
A sweet deep voice resonates across the empty air landing affection
Caresses the chin forming shapes off ladybugs melodies glide and swirl
Guiding soul heart ablaze inside each melody note I hide love supreme
Released in cosmic fireworks in the air we share mystical pearl juice honey
Under the cascading gems of bright colors we lay gasping excited
Through the smoky mist fingers touch I feel a burning heart flowing wild
One with your electric current smoldering glazed with a little nibble
Enameled glowing gems embraced in the deepest slumber awakens you
Entering a world stone buildings either sides magically birds chirping
Whistling joyous tunes walking a cobbled path to one beautiful maiden
Who turns a handle on the music box enchanting sweetest songbirds air
As she opens her mouth out comes the voice of an angel calling enchants
Dancing in the heavens of ones mind these eyes are lead astray catching fuel
First glance a shooting star joining hands together electrifying crown
On parallel world we turn the handle as this sparkle begins floating
Inside space fuming embers of magic dust blew open crystal portal
Star spangling dewdrops deeply spinning blindly knocked off ones feet in one glance
Sharing our vision a bell strikes raindrops in midnight dreams glass slipper falls
Falling all over you lost in regal aura kissed in amazing grace
Spectrum apex walking up steps temple of sacrifice circling moon dog
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This is an unrhymed quatrain of 18 syllables. The poem style is called 'Circle of Gold' which denotes the total of 360 syllables count from all 20 lines.
A collaborated poem with Liam McDaid.
Poem style invented by Liam McDaid.
I was inspired by this music video "Flamme à lunettes" and Liam kindly accepted to collaborate on this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ej6gP7snEko
GHETTO GOSPEL
BY STREET CRIES
ABANDON BUILDINGS HOUSES WITH NO PARENTS ALL CHILDREN
READY AND WILLING TO BE PROGRAMED BY THE TELEVISION
GUNS WITH PRECISE PRECISION
PAIN PILL GOT US COMATOSE LIVING
KIDS MAKING ADULT DECISIONS
TO SURVIVE IS THE MISSION
WITCH EQUALS TO SENSELESS KILLING DRUG DEALING
LIFE IN PRISON
NO RESPECT FOR THE LIFE THAT'S GIVEN
PEOPLE GETTING RICH OF HUMAN TRAFFICKING
SATANIC RITUALS CELEBRITIES PRACTICING
OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE WHATS HAPPENING
ARE WE A SLAVE TO THE WAY SOCIETY GOT US ACTING TODAY
ARE WE PURPOSELY LEAD ASTRAY
CLONE MEAT APPROVED BY THE F.D.A
VOICES BEING SILENCED THAT HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY
WE SEEM TO BE RUNNING A RACE WITH NO RELAY
STUCK IN A PLACE WITH NO LEEWAY
TRYING TO OVER COME OBSTACLES
THANK YOU FOR READING MY GHETTO GOSPEL
GOODNIGHT
She said "Why do you keep running, slow down a little;
Why don’t you open your eyes and see beyond the horizon;
Don’t you see it…?? Coz I see it;
I see it very well without having to squint my eyes or stretch them thus far”
I see it.
“I see good measure in that scorned bitter man twisted and turned by the cruelness of this world”
“I see the sorrow hiding behind that girl’s smile, devoured by vultures of this earth,
I also see divine hope deep within, see it in her eyes as she takes it one day at a time”
So don’t run, slow down & look around you, you may be running your own race but why not stop, take a step back & walk with that troubled mother carrying so much weight on her shoulders,
Why don’t you just slow down & help carry that weight, it will only take a minute “
Coz I see it, with this slow pace of mine
I see that long lost friend, struggling, I see her hands trembling, her loneliness growing, I see her eyes swave trying to hold back anxious tears.
I see that boy and girl walking holding hands, young love it must be but why don’t you just slow down a bit, hold their hands & teach them how it should b, no young innocence should be lead astray.
So you better stop running and slow down a while, look beyond the horizon, coz it may look peaceful, serene & pure but what’s beyond it is what matters. Jus slow down a moment and look around you, it will only take a minute.
I wonder why I feel so bubbly inside...in laughter, I cried, without you though...I feel the need to hide
But...why are you so sad today? Was it my fault possibly? Did I do you wrong? If I did, I'm awfully sorry...
Let the negativity subside...we are going along with life's bumpy ride...oh compassionate companion, stay by my side!
Are you by my side like the dolphin with the wild-and-free sea?
I feel sleepy, yet I'm still awake
I'm falling in love with a peaceful sleep
Don't be teary...you got to hit the brake
Be happy and be not afraid..oh please don't weep
I'm swimming in waters so deep
The benevolent imaginary friends are speaking lullabies to me...every story's beginnings has its ends
Keep your head up above the surface...
Wear a smile for a moment and drink in bliss
Don't wear that grimace...
Rise above the surface...
My marvelous, angelic mermaid
Don't let your unique gladness fade
Don't be weighed down
By a friend's betrayal
Don't be lead astray ...don't let your gaily spirits drown
You must stand tall through it all
There's a wall between us
Yet...we're on the same rowdy bus
Don't fret, dear love of mine
You got to keep trying...you will do fine
On your own
But...you're never, ever alone
If you need me, I'm just a call away
I'll paint your midnight skies the light of day
So, don't be doused in dismay,
Darling...oh friend, we were both born on the month of May
It was meant to be that way
We are two peas in a pod all the way...I'll be there tomorrow's yesterday
No wonder I feel so bubbly inside
The demon spawns temptation in the minds of mortal men
Exposed is their dark desires, lifted from the pits of hell
Evil breeds in the fiery depths of Satan’s beastly lair
Seeds planted to grow in shadowed corners of a heart
Abysmal minds of the frail are openly inclined to accept
blasphemous words angrily spit from irreverent lips
His rancid breath lights a wick that bursts into flame;
a dastardly exploit, a wicked game orchestrated by Bael,
infernal king with power to devour the weak, the frail
The fallen one leaches on mankind’s thirst for lust
Inside a mind he creeps, contorting visions in dreams
A soulless corpse lies where a man reasonably slumbered
encumbered by vile creatures at the Devil's command
Taken by Satan's hand, a life fuels death’s appetite
His Craft forged in the hotbeds of his dwelling place
A two-faced fiend, slayer of men, father of the lie
Skillfully he plies his trade with false promises he's made
His dirty deeds spring from need and jealous greed
No sleep comes to the one trapped in eternal torment
Screams are cries of fear the devil craves to hear
He accepts no alibis; no second chance does he give
There's no escape from the clutch of his sharpened claws
He'll hold you eternally, without resurrection from the grave
Darkness falls from his shadow, across every land
Scoring souls of modern man from depths of their despair.
He seeks the lost and wicked who'll do his sinful bidding.
Fair warning: be mindful when weary and in need of rest
for the Dark One is a bird catcher, waiting to pounce
and capture those he knows he can lead astray
*Edited by Lin*
There is hearsay of a brighter day
And if it does come my way
I hope it will stay
While the time whittles away
There is no game to play
Struggling with life's daily melee
All I can do is pray
I wont be lead astray
By the things that outweigh
Like the debt of sin I must repay
Only I can defray
With little time there can be no delay
Gods word I must obey
And his love I will never betray
For then he will take away all this dismay
4/19/2017
The day was still, windless
A presence surrounded me
Though my eyes seemed empty
I could see it standing, waiting, silent.
Not threatening, just waiting among the rocks
As I stumbled towards it.
After the fall I thought I had lost it,
the power of blind vision.
How wrong I was I still had it
The gift of seeing,knowing,hearing what others could not.
I sensed its fear as I drew near
Fear of a stronger power than his.
Treading silently, stealthily between rocks and
thorns I marched forward, my companions stunned
by my determination to seek that cloying entity.
The closer I drew the more powerful the sensation
Its throbbing life meshed with mine, its fear a powerful odor.
Then I came upon it ,undaunted by its threatening stance
With one slash of my hand it disintegrated
That poison, that being, that force of evil
That shrinks one’s mind, one’s power to do good.
Dispersed into thin air it shrieked and hissed
Against the wind, disappearing over the hills and into the dust
From whence it came.
I felt only relief but knew that in time it will rise again
Perhaps in a different place, a different time, in a different form
To tempt and lead astray, weaklings.
Its evil intent is to destroy, oppose God’s way
Drag us down into depths unknown
Stand strong, stand firm, stand on the WORD.
If you 2
Like me
Are lead astray by your ever so lively Cock and Ball's
You 2 may find yourself in the dock
If you didn't shout duck
And an errant Cock
Or playful Ball
Strikes you playing partner right in the face
Brace yourself
Those things burn and sting like Duck
And you 2 may be sitting in the Dock
For assault by means of a playful Badminton Shuttlecock
Or misdirected squash ball
If it was indeed
It was always you
For love sings thy name
The cool wisp of blushing lips
The chorus of springtime's first kiss
Which my heart still proudly bares
Without refrain
I can still feel your smile
A warmth that spurns
Winter's deepest dire
Shivering fears erased
Imperfections embraced
By the fingertips of faith's fire
It was always you
Who stayed trembling skies
Summer tears lead astray
As jagged nights bled day
The hand of autumn assuaged
For you always held mine
Without refrain
You are the rock
That shields my soul
The mirror time cannot break
Nor I could ever mistake
For being alone
It was always you
Why again a repeating pain?
Pains in my veins , another
Inside groan, my heart is sour,
It lacks flavor, do i need liquor?
Away with that! awy!! far away!!!
Now and then i think,
Is my head a tank?
Blurred love i see, betrayal growing
Like a tree, announcing like a bee
That fake romance has no guarantee.
The merge was stable,
Something desirable,
Pleasantly pleasurable,
The promises were possible,
But now everything impossible.
Fake intimacy is robbery,
Fake Platonic is bribery,
I rather stay in hungry
Than be in this ugly misery.
Many things can wrought a decision,
All i need is one love,
All i need is true love,
Descending from above
Like a cheerful dove,
Earnestly gentle, infinitely subtle.
Never to betray or lead astray,
Always to portray loyalty,
Till eternity nothing like disunity,
No call for black merge
Only a peaceful togetherness.
The thought of all trusts,
Was it all just rust?
The thought of all confidence,
Was it because of your insolence?
The thought of all friendship,
Was it all just dissonance?
Was it all just lies?
The thought of all immanence,
There was no innocence,
Was it all just imminent trust?
Was it all your fickleness?
Was it your falseness?
Was it enough faith for equivalence?
There was fading ambivalence...
Was I blinded by wistfulness?
Was i blinded by your words?
Was it your defiance?
Was it all about rebelliousness?
Are we going to be strayed?
Were we going to divagate?
Was I being a black swan?
Did you want to disarray?
Did I need to back away or just run away?
I was being manipulated over again...
Kindness is hard to give now...
Did you want to lead astray?
Are you really a friend?
Did you want to push me away?
Did you want to cut me away?
Did you want to break me away?
Weren't we going all the way?
You are going too far away...
You were just looking away...
With my tears shedding,
Will you just turn away?
Might I just fall down?
Must the world just fade away?
Was it all just waste?
Was it all already traced?
Was it all degrading?
Are you corrupted?
Am i devalued?
My unshakeable perception and unbrakeable soul,
Were they deceived?
All I need now is a shoulder,
Where my tears can be shed and impregnated.
A hug,
Where my bones brake of forgotten joyfulness.
A trust,
Where my biggest secrets will be kept.
A hand,
That can keep helping inconditionally.
Eyes,
That could see me for who I am.
A heart,
Where infinite solid bonds could be created.
And a soul,
Where my soul could be free and unbrakeable...
All because of your hypocrat double play,
I was betrayed...
A grey area through which we trudge
A thousand arcing shards
Sol, dust on the rift of illumination
A thousand cut-throat shards
Forever lead astray by the light
The boundaries of truth
Oh so tyrannical
Uncontested
.
..
...
Tick, tick
The bell to resound
The fangs to arch in
For a rogue shard could ne'er defy
Fountain of mercy yet fading away
Valleys of hospitality just sometimes display
Obesity of hope are now emaciating
Pervading of kindness yet vanishing..
Ocean of conflicts may always portray
Ashes of pains are always in bonds
Monument of grandeur may lead astray
The field of opportunities may sometimes run...
The joy of life are feared to be gone
Victory on things exalted the man
The bonds of glory may seldom display
The clusters of beauty illumines the day...
The bunch of laughs may taken away
Yet, candid happiness will always stay.
A Good Day.
The way Lord has made it.
To think anything else shades it
Best thing to do is behave in it.
Seek no glory for you shall have it.
In each day is to live that way
Mindful of things that lead astray.
See them in this grateful way
Lasting for a moment to say.
God has it no other way.
I wear a veil of iron mesh,
it sheilds me from sensation,
it's like the one that Jackie wore
after Jack's assassination.
I was just a youngster then,
but, deep inside, I knew,
that with that act of violence
came the end of Xanadu.
My childhood innocense was gone
along with Camelot,
Pandora's box had opened wide
because of Oswald's shot.
Our world came tumbling down that day
an avalanche of evil,
it mowed us down, unstoppable
and crushed the souls of people.
The event was filmed and broadcast
and showed repeatedly,
until the images were burned
forever, indelibly.
The coal-black steed was riderless,
a boot in stirrup reversed,
the symbolism so powerful that,
to this day, it hurts.
And John-John with his little flag,
oh, how we ached with grief,
the look on Lyndon Johnson's face,
stunned with disbelief.
Our world received a lethal wound
still gaping to this day
and evil wrapped its tentacles
and many were lead astray.
Oswald shot on live TV!
The man who killed those nurses!
The Boston Strangler whistling,
the Devil loosed his curses.
Shots rang out from campus tower,
they slayed the Reverand King,
and then they killed poor Bobby,
he would never see the Spring.
But Spring would never be the same
once evil was unleashed,
gone were the days when we were safe,
our innocense was breeched.
Then wars broke out and haven't ceased
and millions have been killed,
and poisoned minds bring guns to school
and hearts are hatred-filled.
Innocents abducted,
babies raped and slain,
mothers drowning children,
the world has gone insane.
Don't turn to church to save your kids
so priests can then molest,
the Devil's even infested them,
he's made the church his nest.
Trust no one; lock your doors at night,
don't let your kids run free,
for evil has ensconced itself
and erased humanity.