Best Purge Poems
oh, sweet old vine that calms me down at the safe port in the warm sea
let me drink youth and hopes from the same bottle that the fishes swim
the hot sun burns my skin and dries my throat
but i dream about what the green lawns will bring me
as soon as I get out of this boat
red roses symbolizes the blood in the pacific waters
sharks are fighting swordfishes and shoals are frightened for their sons and daughters
the only thing that reminds the ocean to clean up all the stains and remains
it’s the expectation for the new battles that the great ships wage with the leviathans inside the captain’s veins
tell him that it’s to late now
cause the mermaid seeks passion from another sailor’s vow
poor man longing in the sea
his kids and wife can’t remember the sound of his arriving
with his footsteps filled with sand flea
Musta lost five pounds today
hunger hurts
but I suffer anyway
stomach shrinks
along with guilt
hope this improves
the way I'm built
Purge me of my weaknesses
by MaxSincere ??
I do not loose ...I choose to be a winner....
I'm confident and cocky ...but never self centered ...
I was searching for salvation til I found it in the mirror...
Purge me from my weaknesses
and teach my faith conviction...
Lord forgive me for my sins as I kneel at heavens entrance...
bare my soul in every sentence angel whispers teach me temperance...
I refuse to be the father that my daughter can't remember...
so never shall I waver my resilience from this pool pit...
Forever may I favor ...brilliance over bull**** ....
Had an urge to purge songs which were a dirge
And on many spiritual songs start to splurge
Which will really liven up the whole place
And put a smile on each and every face.
We sound like being in a period of mourning
When all around us is always adorning
Which is none other than God and Jesus
Who can cure my many cases of enuresis.
When I go to church I get so excited
Because by Them I have been invited;
On God's Son Jesus I have a big crush
Then go to bathroom and have to flush.
I have an experience which is really moving
I started to rock and roll and am grooving
After giving it my all and whole entire
They actually want me to join the choir.
James Thomas Horn
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I was searching away
And here you are today
Your eyes like a blazing fire
Melting out my hidden
desire.
Yes I had fears and fault
But now I don't mind a big
vault
For life itself is a tragedy
If death is our destiny.
Even if I cannot tame you
Life would be very less blue
For memories of hunting a
lioness
Would sure be a pleasant
business.
in the cataract of anxiety
The rock gets worn away
The misty water hides his deity
Noise drowns my voice when I pray
The love of the world, Lord, take it away
The love of self first, then fear
I cannot stand in water, I am clay
Fire me, till no dross is there.
Tommorrow will see the coming of a PURGE,
Oh! Salem...Oh! Bethlehem...Yes..! Jerusalem,
Living a life so Solemn,
Peace and Love to Becky and Carmen,
Twice this much to Angela and Edmond.
We must play on flutes to welcome Jutes,
Lets fuse a whole lot of Bass into your Salsa,
This gate is a sure link to Life,
God is good...Lets see how far you can pay his Price,
The airfreights of Grace....God's grace that does not displace your race in Life,
Introducing our major Talents and Tastes.
Yours is the life i live,
Your wagging tongue and True Talks to all sundry your Imaginations,
Who paid angels to ring ding dunged bells,
Yes to sift through the brains of Riff-Raffs and Belles,
Or to flee from grieving Halves,
God-driven yatchs of life.
Peace to Solomon,Sulaimon and My Christ,
Double to Almighty God, His finesse, Style, Class and Omnipotency,
Eyes of men must read his Words and Tremble,
The Holy Land, This holy book, Its doctrines of Love and Their little chores,
Was it a Curse,Bluff or Cross and Plough,
Peace and Love to Rome, England and France.
Your well spoken Latin, English and Spatters of French.
In this phlox flooring I lie- weightless and placid-
Colorless and rancid. I am so black and white.
Black and white. Teeth into fangs.
Nails into claws. I have grown.
I told you so.
Eye pits – deep as chasms. Culled by
the others. Why do I even bother?
It was as if I was mother earth and the world has stepped on me.
I am dancing on that red line.
Crisscrossing. With chains on my ankles.
I dance. (Venturing on that fine line.)
That transparent line!
Between anguish and insanity –
Crushed my humanity.
I laugh like I cry – And it is at night when I
become wonderful. I am small.
Fingers as slim and pale as father’s cigarettes.
Eye pits – deep as chasms. Thoughts raped and left bare,
crying on blue sheets. My emotions are sweets and
you, honey, know more than anyone that
I binge and purge.
Come, lay thy kisses on my body
A sacred tribute be thy sweat
Exalt my each and every chord
Oh spike, deep thrusted in my being
Will be my torment but a hoist
Oh, sweetened poison without cure
You kneel me inescapably
Slave-made from cold and prided king
I search for you without a speck of judgement
Ferocious hidden hunger is desire
I burn, just feeling lacking thoughts
You abet me and still remain apart
And in my blinded thirst you have no face
See just the us that could've been
Am left with crying bleeded heart
Lorn bleakly by the like's dearth
My prayer goes for complete oblivion
Will wash away thy smell and haunt
No fire burns in touch deprived flesh
Come, wait thus for our spell to end.
Gorging with impunity to fill an empty void
of hollow needs and guilty deeds that fester
unceasing, into fissures of a vacuous soul
searching, without finding a way to make it whole
Purging with obsession to cleanse a tarnished image
Of distorted ideals with unrealistic appeals that flaunt
False messages into unsuspecting circuits of the mind
Revolving endlessly without stopping to unwind
Binging with a ravenous urge to quell the anguish
of taunted jeers and unfounded fears of rejection
spinning uncontrollably without cause or reason
into fragmented notions and confused emotions
Repelling with compulsion to assuage the shame
Of inaccessible goals and lost controls that mock
Incessantly with bitterness that burns the wounds within
Disgorging undigested pieces of a broken whole
lost in pensive thought
fire burns all mendacity,
self-hatred hooked me.
Rid the hateful piercing cries,
intercept thoughts I despise
In my chair, I sat, pure as the light/
When the Holy Spirit came with its might/
An outward explosion, a thunderous purge/
To banish the evil, to cleanse and emerge/
But I was a Saint, a soul unblemished/
Calm and serene, a power replenished/
Confusion stirred, its effort in vain/
Lightning crackled, I felt no pain/
Booming thunder, a storm's command/
Yet I stood stronger, my spirit unmanned/
The third attempt, a futile endeavor/
Power profound, fearless forever/
From ashes reborn, Hell now my home/
A fire unimaginable, I stand alone/
The Holy Spitit's trial, what did it achieve/
A Luciferian Saint with strength to believe/
"Governor" Pritzker has a plan.
There will be no cash bail for the criminal clan.
The arsonist, murderer-kidnapper, and
garden-variety brutes are in celebration.
From beyond his gated walls, he boasted
that this will make citizens safer.
Pritzker has planted land mines in the community garden.
Innocents will be forced to do the weeding,
Lock and load, my friends. Pray if you must.
The purge begins on New Year's Day.
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Fill not the heart with this pain of sorrow,
And remember this in your wakening tomorrow
Remember the joys, the laughter, and the smile
I've gone to rest for just a little while.
Although leaving caused pain and grieving,
But my going has ceased my pains
And it's given me such relief
I'm in a place where I'll be at peace.
So, dry those eyes and remember me,
Not as I am now but as I used to be
Because I'll remember you all the while
I'll check on you from time to time with a smile.
Understand this in your hearts,
I've only gone to rest for just a while
I've got the love of each of you
So, I can live departed in your hearts too.
For: L. Milton Hankins
R.I.P., my fellow Muse.
Lord purge me
Remake my heart
Mold me
Mold me in God’s love
I turn to you Lord to heal my heart
And my heart I speak life
As you take you hands and removed my heart and heart softening my posture You circumcised my heart
Removing all covings
Secrets unbelief and doubt
All father, Father Lord purge me
Remake my heart
Remake me in God’s love, that part
For it’s the matter of my heart
Keep my heart with all diligence for all of it are the issues of life
Good my heart failing from fear
And I’m looking after those things
Which are coming forth from the Earth
For the powers of heaven
Shall be shaken, you are my All creator
Lord purge me remake my heart
Mold me in God’s Love
Mature divine inner son
Shine for Divine light into the area of my heart awaken me
Change my heart and heart to assault
Now a lavender plant soften in oils of Frankincense and Myrrh
His fragrance
Soft tissue of Cedars of Lebanon
Spiking rose of Sharon
Cinnamon for my heart in the fall is deceitful
Above all things I turn to you Lord I’m willing to love you
I am more open and trusting you now
Always
I now guard my heart from everything that flows
From it I will keep my mouth free of perversity
Keep corrupt talk from my lips
I will look straight ahead
Fix my gaze
On you instead
Give careful thought to the past of my feet as I walk
I been renewed with a softened heart
Being steadfast in your ways
This new day
You have completely changed me
Lord purge me remake my heart mold me in God's love
Remade my heart remolded me in God’s love
Renewed remade me as I should be
EnLord purge me remake my heart mold me in God's lovecased, engaged in a “soften heart
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
1/3/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©