Best Sevenfold Poems


Bound Hands Holding a Crushed Heart

I hear it though a friend
and my knees begin to bend.
"It's Sasha"

My eyes grow,
the world begins to slow.
my heart stops beating
logic is fleeting

Hands quiver,
a gut-wrenching thought
clings hold in my chest

Vision blurrs,
tears well up,
lungs get tight.

8 pills she took
for hope she forsook.
Not one word on her pain
I was cluless again.

Failure floods my lungs
I seem to have lost my tongue
feet slowly plodding foward,
the little left of my mind disordered.

Words fail me
why didn't I foresee.
Knowing she is alive,
makes some fear deprive.

Too much unknown
the worry has grown.
England is her land.
and stuck, here I stand.*

I wish to reach across the sea
and tell you how okay it will be.
To wrap my arms around you
and make the pain undo
you from its tight grasp

all day your on my mind
hoping for some refuge you'll find.
craving to alter the past
wondering the possible contrast.

I could've done more
to express that you are cared for.
to show your not alone.
If only i'd known.

Sasha.
you are beautiful
you are smart
you are silly 
you are playful
you are caring
you are adorable
you are honest
you are a sister to me
your laugh makes everyone smile
you are sensitive
yet you are strong
you are pure as an angel
yet wings tainted from pain**
you lift others up. 
no matter your down.

If my words cant reach,
then strain I beseech.
you aren't alone
we love you down to the bone.
And nothing can change that.

Sweet
Adorable
Sensitive
Honest
Affectionate

Even the stronest flower
must rest it's petals.
Just remember 
there is a time
for you to open again. 
Moonlight glistening off the dew
resting on your reborn arms.
nothing as beautiful as you can stay hidden forever.
so let us in,
let us warm you from the freeze,
let us help you streach you weary leaves.

Sasha,
We all care about you.
and we are all here for you.
you will never be alone in this,
all you must do is reach out,
and you will find arms waiting to catch you
from your fall. 


You are stong
You can do this.
I love you flower.
I love you Sasha.
 





{*So far away- Avenged Sevenfold}
{** Angels fall by Breaking Benjamin}

What Am I

Multitudes give me to innumerable receivers
As unremarkable, invincible and indiscriminate moments
While invisible to most I remain

Yet remarkable and individual, each gift
Unforgettable, isolated, singular and selfless
Unique joyfulness I retain

I bring a smile, a tear of joy
My numbers are untold, my craving sevenfold
Increased awareness I regain

If by now you have not guessed my name
I am a random act of kindness
To each in time, I come again 

11/03/2014

Terror

Eternal sleep does not now assuage me, mistress,
I dine on your living flesh, 
With no thought of saving, storing, salvaging
The little evils you possess

I dare you to try to live after I pronounce you dead! 
Terror, my swelling darling, has just begun
Devour me, or let me devour you
With no mercy I will chomp

You allowed me upon your lap once more
To take advantage of your vulnerable kindness
To slurp the tears of your helplessness,
With an ever opened eye

You no longer gasp with surprise at my presence,
And this challenges me,
For now I rise, sevenfold in hatred, 
Daring your perfect fire to smolder my pride

I will provoke you, 
Move you, mark you
I will bring you down to ruin
I will seed your need, your greed to die,
Whilst I live on your final gasps of horror! 
Losing control, smiling on your rendered soul, 
I desire you warm when your heart stops
For after you are gone,
And your blood goes still and cold,
The weeping of the multitudes will hold me in ecstasy
The strong crowd of dark, heavy hearts will thump on
And for whom? –YOU!
So that I may taste you living again and again and again, 
In their new folds of despair

You see, writhing lover of splendor,
So quick to end it all… 
I have no excuse to die in relief as you so think you are heading
Mortal fool, fear not NOW, 
For later your spirit shall retch in the aftermath of your cowardice!
Arise my slave! 
Oh I dare you, become my master


Autumn Woolgathering

i draw a lingering breath,
what is that I hear?
as I contemplate this year,
the coming of death.

“Thirty days hath September”
the leaves chant in brown
autumn arrives, falling down.
And we remember…

our own breakdowns once again -
chills we don't address.
Short of sevenfold success -
winter will bring pain.

Unlike the diligent ant
we grasshoppers rest
in hopes that God will have blessed
striving - scarce and scant

On winter's close arrival
God counts to seven
virtues borne out in heaven,
for man's survival.

Starting with humility;
second, he lists truth.
Murder he counts as uncouth
use civility.

Peace and harmony displace
evil’s bent to fight
Do what’s honest and upright
grant your kin God’s grace.

To fall's woolgath'ring resign,
celebrate wise thoughts.
Begin to connect the dots
of winter’s design.

September 30, 2019

envelope rhyme

The Restoration

Like an old car out in the field so it is with you and God's Glory
With all of it's paint now peeled it's original beauty you can't see
No longer does it have any value as the engine doesn't even run
But what if it was all made new as you've been in the Father's Son

What if all the rust was sanded away and the engine you replace
Wouldn't that just be the Lords Way with His abundance of Grace
A new dashboard and seats inside shinny new chrome all around
In this old car there wasn't any pride until one day it was found

And with each day that now passed it's new beauty began to shine
Still it's original cast, but looking like it's just off the assembly line
For that is why it was thought though many couldn't see it at first
As you too have been brought and yet you still continue to thirst 

All the parts have been set aside He's just waiting for you to pull in
The reason why Jesus died was to restore you from the effects of sin
Or He could even arrange for a tow as He will do whatever it will take
You don't need a coupon you know for in this offer ANYONE can partake

Proverbs 6:31
But if he be found, he shall restore sevenfold;
he shall give all the substance of his house.

As you too have been bought and yet you still continue to thirst 
 A ref. to Jesus telling the woman at the well,  John 4:10

Love Within the Light

Love Within The Light


Heavens of light, heavens so bright...send me your superstar tonight
Heavens of fire, of heavens desire...send your angels that I may acquire
Heavens of gold, break the mold...send me your love sevenfold
Heavens of fury, of judge and jury...send me no more worry


In the radiant resonating light I bathe upon the shores of praying night
With phantasmal photons in flight speeding spectrums, moon of white
Heavens love a luring luminescence the flooding of falling fluorescence
Amidst its incandescent presence, penetrates the heart in acquiescence

Within the Temples of Lunar Light beings of illumination, rising reunite
Guardians of the Sun and second sight carriers of the soul into twilight
Love transported on angels wings chanting choirs and orchestral strings
Ancient light above Pharaohs and Kings is the love that sunshine brings.





Sept.22.2017
CONTEST 335 any form,any theme,max of 25 lines
Sponsored by: Brian Strand


An Emotional Teenager

The needle prickling begings of fear,
As punishment of things not done 
at their hands.
Mistaken for the belief that their past 
horrifying deeds should 
be held against them.
Intoxicated parents not caring what their offsrpings do,
Until the crime is brought before them 
then they are punished sevenfold by abuse and 
other dangerous means their intoxicated parents can think up.
It is held against them and sometimes its leads to sucicide,
unless the parents can gather the helpful resources 
they need to be  better parents.

Music and Poetry

My MP3 player; My notebook,
My headphones; My pen,
The music; The script,
The bass; The ink flow,
Bullet for my Valentine; Robert Frost.

My CD player; My piece of paper,
My stereo; My pencil,
The sound; The wording,
The rewind; The eraser,
Avenged Sevenfold; Shel Silverstein.

Windows Media Player; Microsoft Word Document,
My speakers; My keyboard
The volume; The font,
The play button; The print button,
Nirvana; William Shakespeare
Two of my greatest loves
© Bri Brown  Create an image from this poem.

Cain & Abel

Adam & Eve had Cain
then they were blessed
with Abel, two sons.
 
Abel was the herdsman
while Cain was a farmer
Cain bringing an offering to the Lord
of the fruits of the ground;
Abel, meanwhile, gave Him
the firstborn of his flocks.
 
The Lord was touched by Abel
his offering acceptable,
while that of Cain
the Lord did not find
to be pleasing.
 
Cain objected to this
being very upset,
so the Lord asked him
why he felt as he did.
 
The Lord admonished him
warning him that sin lurked
ready to steal his heart
advising him to fight it,
to master it.
 
Cain remained angered
contriving to take his brother
out into the field,
there murdering him.
 
So the Lord asked Cain
where his brother was;
Cain sarcastically replied
that he didn't know
retorting as well, asking
was he his brother's keeper?
 
The Lord admonished him
telling of his brother's blood,
its voice crying out
to Him from the ground.
 
The Lord cursed Cain
from the earth,
warning him it would no longer
give him good harvest.
 
Further, Cain would be
a fugitive, homeless,
but Cain begged
saying his punishment
was too great to take.
 
He feared for his life
that his brother's murder
would soon be avenged.
Also that he would be hidden
from the face of the Lord.
 
However, the Lord marked Cain
warning anyone who might
try to take his life
that their punishment
would be sevenfold.
 
Cain then left the presence
of the Lord
settling in Nod, east of Eden
having a son, Enoch,
with his wife there.
 
He founded a city
beyond there,
naming it for his son,
calling it Enoch.
 
SKB

© COPYRIGHT S. K. Barrera 2008 All Rights Reserved

Premium Member Dont Settle For Fools Gold

For god so loved the world that he gave his one
and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not
perish but have eternal life.   John 3:16 NIV

…the great street of the city was of pure gold,
like transparent glass. Revelation 21:21 NIV

DON’T SETTLE FOR FOOL’S GOLD

You wear that blindfold like
it’s fool’s gold. In merriment,
of excessive drink, the age-old
predicament, a curse retold -
‘tis cold within your heart,
unpatrolled by Holy Spirit.
Lift up the golden leaf, unscrolled.
Pages, let words mold to your lips.
Be bold in exaltation lift.
Fold your hands as you hit your knees;
thus God will hand you manifold
blessings. Close that centerfold - its 
wage is sevenfold-sin:
the stronghold of pride,
lust, greed, envy, sloth…ice cold
gluttony and wrath. Take hold
the undersold Word, uphold light.
Does God withhold anything good?
To be controlled with patient right,
no need for scold nor scalding fire.
Better to be enrolled - the wise
fight to be paroled…nay…redeemed,
foothold on solid ground with sound
mind. Wait ‘til you behold Christ’s face,
caroled with the saints. I told you
so…heaven’s streets are solid gold.
Take hold of an inheritance
out of slavery…you are sold.
Don’t stay white-washed, stone-cold sinners.
Remold your life - believe the cross.
Behold the resurrected Christ!

5/12/2022

Premium Member Multicolored Arc

Spectrum of true arc,
Sevenfold of color wow;
Rainbow arch in awe.

The Demon In Me

The time has come for them to die.
They shall feel the wrath of what they have done.
They shall understand the full extent of pain. 
All the hurt and pain they have given will be sent back to them sevenfold.
They all will die a horrid death, filled with both hate and pain.
No more niceness lives in me it has been replaced with both hate and pain.
This time around I will feel none of the pain, they will feel all my hurt, all my pain.
I have been tortured for too long, now it's their turn.
No more shall I bleed, no more shall I cry over this blood.
No more slit wrists and bloody cuts of the skin.
Those days are long and gone, now it's your turn.
So run if you can, but you can never hide.
Not from me I know where you like to hide.
I no longer cry myself to sleep, now my dreams they are nightmares of your death.
I am no longer the person you once knew, I have changed into something new.
Something dark filled with only hate and rage.
It has to stop, because in the end I will fail you belaya roza.

Premium Member Woman of God Blessed Cr-My Spokenword

Woman of God be blessed
Rest in His love and His awesomeness 
Blessed are you woman of God
All is well beloved I pray for you often

All is well beloved Our Father covers you
And you're abundance your children your family 
Your loved ones may you have a heavenly hands of protection 
May you sleep as a baby in the arms of your mother 

As the Father loved 
Safe and sound Our Father shall awaken you 
In the New Day Dawn, Joy, Love, Peace
Woman of God be blessed rest 

In His love and His awesomeness blessed 
Are you woman of God
All is well beloved I pray for you often
All is well beloved Our Father covers you

I speak it so,
sevenfold, 
in Jesus mighty name Hallelujah 
and Amen

4/20/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023

Season Sevenfold

God's golden green gouache
Shines seamless summer sunshine
Lovely living life

Growing Old

You were a fantasy that I was obsessed with until you said your goodbyes
I pick up the phone in surprise...it was you, desperately in need...
I’m in disbelief…
Shed relief upon my grief
I reduce to ash…
Guilty for the wrong I’ve done to earn this cash
In captivity and spell-bound by deception
Drenched in pride and depression 

I’m growing old 
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold 

I fainted when I saw you leave my side
I paint my face the colors of the rainbow

I’m growing old 
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold 

I hated the fact that you took a long time to decide 
You need to wipe away the tainted sorrow

I’m growing old 
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold 

Plastic bliss marinates my tattered soul this silent night
Yesterday is underneath us now…let go of the past’s regrets – the devil’s winning

I’m growing old 
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold 

Numbness takes over me – blanket me with God’s light
You were my five-leaf clover once upon a time; now, my mind’s spinning 

I’m growing old 
I’m sheepish, never once bold
You’re a tale untold
You will pay sevenfold 

I’m in disbelief…
Shed relief upon my grief
I reduce to ash…
Guilty for the wrong I’ve done to earn this cash
In captivity and spell-bound by deception
Drenched in pride and depression 
I hung up the phone the moment you yelled at me and uttered words of greed
Can't you see the agony, springing out of my eyes?

Get a Premium Membership
Get more exposure for your poetry and more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Reflection on the Important Things

Member Area

My Admin
Profile and Settings
Edit My Poems
Edit My Quotes
Edit My Short Stories
Edit My Articles
My Comments Inboxes
My Comments Outboxes
Soup Mail
Poetry Contests
Contest Results/Status
Followers
Poems of Poets I Follow
Friend Builder

Soup Social

Poetry Forum
New/Upcoming Features
The Wall
Soup Facebook Page
Who is Online
Link to Us

Member Poems

Poems - Top 100 New
Poems - Top 100 All-Time
Poems - Best
Poems - by Topic
Poems - New (All)
Poems - New (PM)
Poems - New by Poet
Poems - Read
Poems - Unread

Member Poets

Poets - Best New
Poets - New
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems
Poets - Top 100 Most Poems Recent
Poets - Top 100 Community
Poets - Top 100 Contest

Famous Poems

Famous Poems - African American
Famous Poems - Best
Famous Poems - Classical
Famous Poems - English
Famous Poems - Haiku
Famous Poems - Love
Famous Poems - Short
Famous Poems - Top 100

Famous Poets

Famous Poets - Living
Famous Poets - Most Popular
Famous Poets - Top 100
Famous Poets - Best
Famous Poets - Women
Famous Poets - African American
Famous Poets - Beat
Famous Poets - Cinquain
Famous Poets - Classical
Famous Poets - English
Famous Poets - Haiku
Famous Poets - Hindi
Famous Poets - Jewish
Famous Poets - Love
Famous Poets - Metaphysical
Famous Poets - Modern
Famous Poets - Punjabi
Famous Poets - Romantic
Famous Poets - Spanish
Famous Poets - Suicidal
Famous Poets - Urdu
Famous Poets - War

Poetry Resources

Anagrams
Bible
Book Store
Character Counter
Cliché Finder
Poetry Clichés
Common Words
Copyright Information
Grammar
Grammar Checker
Homonym
Homophones
How to Write a Poem
Lyrics
Love Poem Generator
New Poetic Forms
Plagiarism Checker
Poetry Art
Publishing
Random Word Generator
Spell Checker
What is Good Poetry?
Word Counter