Curses Poems

FAITH IN GOD WHO TURNS CURSES INTO BLESSINGS

May 28 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 11-13 

Key Verse – Nehemiah 13:2 …Howbeit our God turned the curse into a blessing.

FAITH IN GOD WHO TURNS CURSES INTO BLESSINGS	
	
God turns curses into blessings with His sovereignty
Letting us stay in His will of heavenly prosperity
As we love Him midst faith along our heart’s

The Heir of Curses

All these medals will never revive the souls that were reaped.
Ceremonious honors shimmer, but the blood of martyrs has dried.
No tribute can console the mothers whose hearts are crushed by the death of a son.
Not all are worthy of the celestial spark that carries them.
Some merely burn through their wretched lives and their time in

Trump verses and other mild curses

All for the price of a dozen eggs,
America stands on shaky legs.
Globally, the claim is heard ~
"The US ~ laughingstock of the world,"
as daily, we star in our very own theater of the absurd.
Said the lion to the lioness,
"You know what, dear Tess.
We need to send our cubs to college
so they can acquire the modicum

Curses, Foiled Again

    The King of Moab was named Balak
       Truth be told, he was cruel, diabolic

    Afraid of the Israelites, he hired the sorcerer Balaam
        a ‘prophet-for-hire,’ he’d curse the Jews with nary a qualm

  

Curses

Good works, like a father to his children, you had performed.
Their life, like honeybees preparing their comb, you had formed.
Days and nights, in their struggles, you had participated.
Yet, their blind faith and belief in false gods you had hated.

To Bethsaida, you said that it should repent from its ways.
Would plants and shrubs that hide under

AI -The Blessings and Curses

I hear it said AI in art it is cheating, destroyer of creativity, yet it seems to create something beautiful even if it wasn’t formed by human hands. I use spell check to correct the myriads of spelling errors I make. I use Rhyme Zone to help me find a word that eludes me. A

Curses Foiled Again

Strawberry jelly
Nailing jelly to a fence
See bright colour shines

Its impossible
Red liquid, has stained the fence
The nail is alone

Curses, Roiled Again

Jill Biden decides, 'I'll open my purse' 
  Says gently, 'Honey, your mind's getting worse'
    Joe said, 'Wutcha mean?'
    'My brain is still keen
  It's my loose lips that are such a darned curse!'

One Cant Break Deserved Curses

One can’t break the deserved curses.
While one knows their exact causes,
You manage them like HIV,
Sometimes watching Pleasing TV,
Good French or Spanish Wine to quaff
And yourself observe as you laugh,
While its Anti-Retroviral
For the meaningful survival
Is goddamned determined hard work:
Then, five hours for a dollar, 
Now, ‘fifty’ for the same color;
Hence, God had to just stop Balaam,
Willing

True Love Trumps All Curses

A knock at the door,
As the door opens to my future.
I see the eyes of a Goddess,
Once lost but now found.
Yet, I still feel the curse lurking.
I look into those eyes,
No life,
No love,
No remembrance of our love.
A fate like no other,
Only the empty destiny that was promised.
A love endured,
A love prophesized thru the ages.
Yet, now

The Super Cleaner

The toilet cleaner
A tough stains remover
A germs killer
An odour refreshener
A smart cleaner
Even the dirtiest place 
Will shine again
But never for the curses from our mouths
But never for  the devils in our hearts
But never for the guilty stains in our histories
And so urgently to be found
The super cleaner
And so urgently wanted
The super cleaner

Blessings and Curses

blessing 
                           sacred, divine 
          canonizing, sanctifying, extolling 
endorsement, warrant, malediction, profane 
       

Curses

Trump swears
  He cares

Halloween Poems Iv

the Horror
by Michael R. Burch

the Horror lurks inside our closets
the Horror hides beneath our beds
the Horror hisses ancient curses
the Horror whispers in our heads

the Horror tells us Death is coming
the Horror tells us there’s no hope
the Horror tells us “life” is futile
the Horror beckons, “there’s the Rope!”



Horror
by Michael R. Burch

What I ache to say is

Escaping Generational Curses

Who am I but another fool of scorn?
With what armor did the fates provide me?

A pawn am I to the house I was born.
Double the sight helps not blind eyes to see.

Believed not I the tradegy that was foretold.
My father's and mother's blood went cold.
My sister and brother would never grow old.

Between dreams and destiny

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