Best Renounce Poems
Sophie Scholl was raised a Christian in a Lutheran family
Born in the town of Forchtenberg in south west Germany
For standing defiant against evil with her young life she'd pay
In a country that was in deep turmoil and had lost its way.
She was a young teenager in nineteen thirty three
When a new leader offering hope, emerged in Germany
Adolf Hitler was an Austrian, who came to power
And for many it was the start of their darkest hour.
To unite the German people the Nazis held rallies
In some of the larger towns and all the big cities
But something dark and sinister was taking place
The evil Nazis were plotting to create a master race.
All the youth were encouraged to join an organisation
Hitler youth they were known all over the nation
Sophie and her brother together, with some of their friends
Turned their backs on the movement and vowed to make amends.
Word was getting around about death camps and persecution
Together they decided to form, a small non violent organisation
Known as the 'White Rose' who urged the people to renounce Hitler
They handed out leaflets telling the truth, about the Nazis slaughter.
One day at Munich University where Sophie studied as a student
She was seen distributing leaflets on what Nazi ideology meant
A janitor intervened and confronted her, and wouldn't let her go
She was arrested and then handed over to the notorious Gestapo.
They interrogated her to find out, who her accomplices were
But she wouldn't give them their names, as they tortured her
They charged her with high treason and sentenced her to death
To die by the guillotine and the date of execution was set.
They executed twenty one year old Sophie for making a stand
And they had accused her of being a traitor, to the fatherland
They eventually captured the others, five of them in all
And they too walked to their deaths standing proud and tall.
It’s people like Sophie who want to make the world a better place
And not supporting some twisted ideology like a master race
The Nazis were eventually defeated and their leaders tried
But not before Sophie and millions of other innocents had died.
Written 15th May 2021.
"LADY DEATH" ------Chaos!!!
Craving life was all of 'HOPE' desire.
Torturing her into the odyssey of Hells fire.
Ending her in heartbreak by her own insane,
cruel father Matthias.
A demon so obsessed with dark power.
Head demon to all hells devour.
Matthias allowing his beloved 'HOPE' to be burned.
In a hellish death as a witch.
Pleading for her life.
All 'HOPE' is lost,
in a pit of endless broken bones.
The supernatural appeared in front of 'HOPE'.
'HOPE' complied and renounce to give up humanity.
Tricked by demons who lied.
Manipulated that this would save her sanity.
A power bestowed with a creation so rare.
A Demi Goddess of destruction.
Chaos soon will inflict every hour.
With death in her place, she turns into,
a cold blooded Diva of Death.
Reliving in the plague of dark ages.
Angels and Demons flow through her blood.
With contradiction of many stages.
Many evil forces out to end her existence.
Betrayed by all she knew.
Now she is locked in a demonic resistance.
Defeating Lucifer herself.
Blading the neck of the prince
Death lusting for power in an epic battle.
Lost forever in the era of judgment.
Revenge she claims on her throne.
Making Lucifer's power her own.
A forever endless graveyard.
Restoring into the blood of her new home.
Making hell tremble, many slay to death's assault.
Death arising to all her faults.
Declaring the lost of 'HOPE'
A man's worst nightmare in the sweetest form.
Overthrowing her one time dream.
Obsessed with his Lady'''
Evil Earnie.
Rides by her side.
A domino of all killers.
In a blood bath stream.
Killing everyone in his & her path.
Killing for her love, his Lady Death love.
Pondering about her lifeless soul.
"All HOPE is gone!"
all that is left is death.
"Lady Death"
Lord of hell
On a mission of Mega Death.
To conquer all of earth.
Men killing for her demonic way.
Evil Earnie matching to the depth of her Odyssey.
With the belief.
That behind every good man, (EVIL EARNIE)
is a good women.. (LADY DEATH)
((Lady Death is a character in her own CHAOS ))
Eagle light, I sun to you; through burning rainbows of the precious holy triangle, in the eyeful name of faith. Thanking you, for boldness, tameness,and firmness.
I choose to cloud strong in the stars of your perfections, with all righteousness.
I renounce the fold and toad spirit of fear.
I renounce lameness, coldness and excessive anxiety of king failure, and I storm up fame with your delicate power of iron blood.
Blind days, stray nights, and lost morning, mountain above humankind, changing their hearts into dead bats. But I choose to stay owl and wiser than the demon doves, that claw the world to death.
Even when my voice has sank, bone is bunt, and my spirit is crashing in the waves of the vultures.
You still refresh the train of my circle wonder and turned my illusion into a real vision and a rightful soul.
Now I am so higher than trees,
so orange and glow, and the rain of my blessing shower more than the delightful face of sown.
I wing and swing along with your sweat of test,
because In all things I face, your rod will always fight for me.
My eyes will always be opened with understanding and courage,because I am made golden and fruitfully amazed.
Thank you, for having your light into my sight and height.
Your gifts will always be my sun and blood, while downfall; will always run and flood.
Hooh...HaaaH!!!..so shall be!.
Tiranga
saffron to renounce
dharma spins in peaceful white
soil gives green for life....
Haiku- 5/7/5
Written July 21st, 2015
© Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest by SKAT A
The Indian flag- Tiranga- meaning Tricolour has three horizontal bars of colours saffron, white and green embossed in the middle with a Navy blue Ashok Chakra (wheel)
Saffron or orange denotes valour and selflessness, renunciation and absolution of ego.
White is for honesty, purity and peace. Symbolic of light to guide our conduct on path of truth.
Green is for faith, fertility and prosperity. It represents life and happiness by virtue of Earth and soil on which all life is dependant.
In centre is blue coloured wheel with 24 spokes represents truth and dharma, wheel denotes motion that keeps us moving forward and represents dynamism of peaceful change.
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My burdened country, tis of thee
Still beautiful are its halcyon skies
America! Free of woes we long to be.
God, shed Your grace upon blind eyes.
Unite us with love and brotherhood
Enlighten our hearts to do only good.
Make us torchbearers for a better life
to achieve all our hopes and dreams.
Rid us of the political woes and strife...
the past four years of lies and schemes.
America! We've lived in days of fears
It's time to stop spilling sorrowful tears.
As imperfect humans, we all have flaws
America! America! The country we love.
There's a reason we should obey its laws
God commands it from his throne above.
Across the plains and from sea to sea
We're thankful for mountains of majesty.
We renounce slander against your name
by those who smear and propagandize.
Prigs who harass and vilify with false claim
that America is a country without a heart
but that kind of attitude is one we chastise.
America! This is just a chapter in your story.
Your light will shine again in wondrous glory.
Who coined this term?
Who decided to limit one’s spirit?
Who decided to deprecate those qualities that remain hidden?
Out of my league…
What is the measure?
Who created the scale?
Is it beauty????
There is an inner splendor that defies the term
Is it grace????
There is the graceful movement of the soul that
moves beyond the boundaries of description
Is it shapeliness???
The shapes and forms of the mind, the curves and lines
Are unclothed in words and unseen by eyes
Is it sexual dynamism???
The body may be painted by an artist, but it has no power to satisfy
desire unless it succumbs to the promptings of a sensual mind
Is it wisdom???
There is the wisdom verified by degrees and the wisdom of the world
which is broader and at times deeper than the few letters at the end of a name
Is it wealth???
The wealth of the world does not even begin to tip the scale
In comparison to the wealth of human character…integrity, loyalty, mercy, and love
What is it???
What is that illusive quality
That demands the stamp of
“Out of my league?”
I defy it
I renounce it
No one can label me…
Yet...I am in a league of my own
Beautiful
Sensual
Shaplely
Wise
Wealthy
Dynamic
A dynamism that a label cannot hold
A wealth that cannot be weighed
A wisdom that guides inner spheres of life
A shapeliness that flaunts the norm
A sensuality that inflames thought and movement
A beauty that shines in its own right
Yes! I am in a league of my own
If you are turned away
By outer appearances
By lack of wealth
And the trappings of prestige
You are missing the treasure
The sheer enigma
Of a mind that is deep, unbound, free
In this league that I live and breath in
This league of....ME!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
History should happen in pen of ink,
not pencil of lead.
It must not be erased, or hyper-spaced,
or gently changed by those who think
their own wishes instead.
We often say, "It is what it is,"
and fully believe that to be true.
If that is the case, "It was what it was,"
is also true too.
Yesterday's lessons cannot go unlearned
unless we succumb to the fear of the past.
Today's bravery is to look into the face
of the cancel culture and say,
"We renounce you," at last!
I’ve been deserted and forsaken,
relinquished and reawakened.
Renounced and completely vacated,
living a life intensely complicated.
In the throes of woes, I’m saturated.
No more time of sincere elation,
now only a lonely sensation.
To this pain shall I surrender?
I used to touch a hand so tender.
Now I’m an abdicated offender.
I’ve been abandoned, left to die,
no one said I must comply.
Though I’ve been pushed aside
there’s nowhere I can hide.
I’m chained up, arms tied.
Full of repudiation and rejection,
I lost life’s balanced connection.
I fear the worst has come to take
my one and only mistake.
From this nightmare I must awake.
Thrown over the reverie’s shore,
taken away from those I adore.
Disowned and insanely combusted
from all those that I trusted.
Now I’m the one mistrusted.
So I must renounce and give in.
I crave atonement for my sin.
Turn myself over to cruel intentions,
death shall come with circumvention.
I pray God comes with intervention.
Fear arrives as I’m the one who runs,
though life is the one who abandons.
Abandon Contest
Brenda Chiri
June 10, 2018
Then
I
fear
not your
fond and soft
tenderness, but you
bidding farewell without ceasing
so, satisfy me with the fruit of your care and warmth
I was insatiably famishing, predatory for your love- you nourished with ease
Now
I
am
seeking
more than life
can bestow with ease
I’m depraved and a feared outcast
sanctified yet loathsome, I renounce my high spirits
for I am a sequestered fawn uninhabited and denied in the grove of life
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1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 syllables / 54 syllables total
Date written: January 8, 2019
Contest: Writing Challenge January, 2019- Fibonacci - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
When I plumb the depths of my throbbing heart
All great moments before my eyes dart
The good and bad ones I lived through
The sweet and sour moments, quite a few.
Life can’t always be a smooth ride through time.
Sometimes it is raucous but can also sweetly rhyme.
Don’t know which memories in mind will forever be ingrained
Nor what precious moments through life are gained.
In the winding course of life, sometimes we feel blest.
And some moments stand out more than the rest.
One such moment was the time I knew God’s love.
When into great serenity and peace, me, He drove.
Gently I tip toed into a cloistered chapel through the rear entrance.
The serenity there was so overwhelming that I fell into a trance.
There was nothing of grandeur to arrest the eyes, save a crucifix.
It was hung on the bare wall made of unplastered red bricks.
As I stood with hands folded, nothing did I see,
But a gentle whisper I heard, filling me with a rare glee.
A riot of colors and gorgeous spires soon emerged,
Legions of angels sweetly sang and my soul was purged.
Seraphs lined up with bugles in hand as I stood at Heaven’s gate.
Don’t know how long I got lost in that blissful state.
I felt a slice of paradise unveiled before me; a sight never beheld.
A rare peace filled me and my heart in sheer joy swelled.
Pleasant was the sensation that replenished the soul.
Deep it was and deeper than ever, filling me whole.
Sucked to the fill, the peace and quietude that exuded.
Lay afloat in the joy that welled, from all pain felt secluded.
It was a feel too deep, more appealing than all the riches,
I felt instantly liberated from all bondages and glitches.
Trapping that celestial feel and wrapped in heavenly grace,
I stepped out with a vow that my wicked ways I shall renounce.
The light He gave me that day never fails to lead.
His mercy supplies me with all that I need.
With Him, how safe and secure I feel inside.
He is now recognized as my life’s greatest guide!
When we went to high school
We’d do best to fit in
And our popularity was measured greatly
By the number of our friends
We dressed up in the fashions
That everyone would wear
And only spent time listening
To the gossip out there
And our thoughts and our values
Would always be in sync
And our cliques controlled us
And told us what to think
And if anyone would deviate
From the usual, standard norm
They surely would be bullied
And undoubtedly be scorned
And now what does it matter
What is the current trend
Before it was important
And now it reached its end
And where are all the people
That we were influenced by
The ones that terrorized us
The ones that made us cry
They’re likely not accomplishing
As much as what they thought
And not absorbing everything
That their lives have brought
Renounce the uniformity
And need for assimilation
It leads to disappointment
Resulting in frustration
One time it was essential
And vital to belong
We now see its triviality
And this doth makes us strong
The burden of conformity
Can be baseless and be unkind
Stand out and trail your own road
Your existence’s great design
Uncertainty hangs up above my head
Bringing me to blink faster
To bite my lower lip
And to sigh heavily
Pray, the unknown remains a mystery
It can be pleasant
As it can weigh heavily
The unknown, tomorrow, and what it can bring
Is what I fear!
Why, all that we plan in life
The way we have pictured ourselves
The structures we have built for ourselves
Can crumble at any moment
And can bring us to a state of doom
Unable to stand by ourselves
Unable to be of significance to the world!
Our lives and the way they turn out
Depend not on our will
If such would be so
Why, we would be deemed as being Gods and Goddesses
Having the ability to shape and control existence!
The uncertainty of life, remains my fear
The fact that I am powerless when faced with it
Makes me anxious about it
Why, faith remains the rope to grope on to
When life bares its teeth at us
And shows us her harsh side
Still, life and its unpredictable nature
Often makes me want to renounce of it!
Why, living itself is an act of bravery
Armed with love for life
And for the power that governs it
Allows us to live it while using it
To progress to the state of perfection
Even if one step at a time!
Uncertainty hangs up above my head
And I, pretending to be bold,
Choose to stand up, face it and live
According to it!
She's pretty tough for one so small
When things get rough she stands so tall
With a bundle of Love so beautiful
Good things come in small packages
God not her farts they smell like cabbages
Or rotten little darts of poison radishes
For a life so short what she's seen
Been through lows same as me
Even grown her own branch on the family tree
As her peace gets disturbed by a little wailer
The beast who deserves her halo
My sweet little niece I Love You Laila
If you knock her down she'll buckboard bounce
In her way back up she may just pounce
If you fill her heart with Love she'll never renounce
Of all the siblings near or far
You little sister are also a star
Just don't let her near the cookie jar
She's the only little sister I have got
I'm really sorry i'd hit her and often taunt
She's the only little sister I would want!
I don't think I tell you enough Tacey
Though your heads full of "stuff" an your totally crazy
I'm so glad to be bruv, you really amaze me. Xx
Form:
Your heart so true
Your heart so strong
Stay forever truthful
For no matter how long
Life is full of test
From ones we love best
Nothing left to prove
Time for sorrow has passed
Let the weak be weak
You are eternally strong
The strong live forever long.
It's time to move on
With ones who are true
renounce the untrue
While they feel blue
Be true to yourself
For that's why I Love you
Crawl,walk,run,leap
Wake,work,eat,sleep
Yell,scream,laugh,cry
Speak,listen,smile,sigh
Renounce,relinquish,defy,resist
Succumb,surrender,continue persist
Think,ponder,question,believe
Sing,dance,revel,relieve
Fall,stagger,stumble,slip
wane,waver,falter,trip
coax,cajole,crash,burn
Withdraw,retreat,live n' learn