Damning Poems

A Version of Me

There is no strength in fear and flame,
naught but the bitterness of blame,
which leads us all to guilt and shame,
finger pointing and naming names.

Better still our hearts to open,
forgive and live with hope and
honest emotion,
a chain of grace unbroken,
positive words to be spoken,
and put our heart into motion.

Easier though to give anger it’s head,
to wish all of our enemies dead,
leave no damning word unsaid,
and encourage our hate to spread.

And spread it will unless we stand,
take our enemy by the hand,
strive to understand,
declare our oneness before the land,
grace and tolerance to expand,
love for brotherhood our command.

Eschew the path of the xenophobe,
abandon the notion of a divided globe,
tap well into your temporal lobe,
encourage agape to brightly strobe.

What a world it would be,
if they and us became we,
if you and I began to see,
instead of difference, similarity,
oh, to be so free,
and know my brother is a version of me.

Peacock Prophet

God forgive me for being opinionated 
For not all of us are fuchsia infactuated
With that young peacock preacher
Watch him puff up proud to lead her
To her denim despair 
From the pulpit to satin’s pit
You see they had a ten year affair 
Wow look at his ego glow
Neon on ions of black pride
She did a Facebook post
A tell all and then she cried
But her photos although damning
Were like spamming 
The church will forgive him
But not her
He is a habitual fornicator
A loose lip ladies leech
Instead of removing him
They will only lift him up
And pray he keeps his gift of prophecy 
Despite the hypocrisy 
The money keeps flowing
Congregation keeps growing

God, you’re devilish

Hate is more potent than Love
as is darkness more awesome than light,
Silence’s more deafening than sound
Vice is more enticing than virtue
as is knowledge more enlightening than faith,
Passion overrides piety
Malevolence outbeats benevolence
as is brute more awe-inspiring than beauty.

Death is absolute
          as is life fleeting,
The fear of hell
          outweighs the bliss of heaven.

As are nights and days, 
Life and death rotate in sync 
complimenting each other,
One cannot exist without the other,
As is with good and evil
love coevals with hate —
you cannot choose one without other,
the outcome is correspondingly synonymous.

The devil is god’s alter ego,
The devil almost always
              outscores god,
God fares better as the devil…
Damning and bedeviling mankind
for his own devilish delight!

The best me

Was my past
The best I'll ever be?
But it ended so fast,
You hardly got to know me.

Maybe my youth
Was my best trait.
But that's a damning truth,
And and the cruelest of fates.

Was it my naivety then
That made me shine so bright?
All the way back when 
I hadn’t felt the darkness of night.

I should've soaked in the scene
When I was still at the top
Maybe I would've seen,
It's a long way to drop

Now all that I do, 
Is hope I’ll go back.
But with all I've been through,
I'm afraid now there's too many cracks.

For never and always, Mrs Habsburg

Never call this pretty
Ravenous heaves of craving borne only by ugly
And the chatter and chatter
Nothing seems to matter
But your pursuit

Stomp them down while they slumber
Pillage and plunder
Battle axe with a smile intact
Ms. Raging Bull 

How long 'til he sees the strength of your arms
and the grin like receding waters?
The stench of your intent
The bile of the tempest trials
The mastery of flattery
Feed hungry ears
Beguile your foolish peers

You have won in pretense
What comes after caused by then
Common sense common sense
In truth, it's one eye open
and second guesses
Praying she's not any more wretched

Your love the suckling 
Nursing on memories of the dead
It's in your head, in your head
You will chase and spin
Damning to win
Carrying desperate affection 
Avoiding your reflection
Yours is forever
A lifetime endeavor
And you’ll toil and you’ll toil
Forever a slave to your spoils

Party Of One

My lips began to tremble,
And then my voice began to shake.
From my eyes, tears did fall;
Inside, I feel my heart break.

The pain this is causing is harsh;
It has dropped me down on my knees.
Through pain and tears, I beg you
Not to do this to me, please.

The pain growing in my chest
Has now started to spread.
I still don't believe I heard
Those damning words you said.

It sounded as though you said
You didn't love me and you're done,
That our party of two we've enjoyed
Will now only be a party of one.

To you I begged and I pleaded
The whole time as you started to pack.
Then there was that look you gave,
Confirming you weren't coming back.

Down the Whale-Road's Stream

Tides
Billow
The boats quake
Her sailors scream
Davy Jones' Locker
Opened its grisly maws
Who can hope for salvation?
When the devils of the whale-road
Cast down wretched tendrils of demise,
Damning poor souls to their watery grave

'Lord!'
They cry,
'Have mercy!'
'Deliver us'
'From this thunderstorm!'
As mighty sails tumble
And the cargo lose their worth
'Til the howling finally ceased
The harpy's screech now a siren's hymn
Drawing the vessels down the whale-road's stream

O Holy Night

Fall is breathing its dying breaths
and a chill settles deeper into the air.
The first flakes of snow have dusted the ground
leaving the world glimmering,
starlight reflecting off each crystal
and casting a beautifully eerie glow.
Nighttime silence is unbroken 
save for the sound of my surreptitious breaths,
which cloud in front of me as they’re slowly released.
I can sense God here.
An all-encompassing presence that fills the emptiness with calm 
despite the uncertain shadows lining the ground.
For a moment, just a moment,
(I refuse to allow myself longer),
I am not alone,
and I take comfort in His grace
until I’m greeted inside by the laughter of my family
and the warm glow of the fireplace.
This I can be certain is real,
this tangible, palpable love.
This is what I’ll live with my heart set on.
Where I land in the end is known only
to the holy adjudicator.
But as my mother’s love is enduring and unconditional
(unlike His, daily damning innocents and the joyously enamored),
I choose to establish my acts within such power 
rather than living by divine ideal.

The Baneful Sonnets Doom

Dark energy spreads ink across the universe, 
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic. 
As the wheels spin poets' necromantic verse,
dark energy spreads ink across the universe,  
and trumpeting angels’ mighty blasts rehearse.
The baneful sonnets doom driven by tragic.
Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic.   

Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
As the wheels spin poets' necromantic verse,
and trumpeting angels’ mighty blasts rehearse.
The baneful sonnets doom driven by tragic,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic. 
Disk dim damning polemics prosing perverse.

North and South down

A fiery crash upon the screen 
Scenes of disarray 
The confusion of the shocking sight 
And faces of dismay  

All around the world stood still 
And slowly held its breath 
Praying for the rescue mission 
To minimise the death 

The black cloud appeared silently  
Consuming all the sky 
And filled the hearts and minds of those 
Reverberating nearby  

The horror and the desperation 
For those waiting to descend 
The time elapsing swiftly 
Towards the bitter end

The tragic sight of North implode 
A fate so unexpected 
The desolation felt by all 
When South disconnected  

Cries of disbelief ring out 
The screams can only drown 
As the damning news reports 
North and South are down

Momentary Head Fake

There are some things
you can only sing
but never say

There are some things
given out but once
in the foray

There are some things
that the world lays claim
and takes its due

There are some things
past the cloud of time
you must pursue

Living on the edge
is sharper
cut or not

Dying for that
final answer
knowing what

Praising what the mob
is damning
come what may

Loving what the 
moment seizes
— counterplayed

(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)

War and peace

Can we not fear that nowadays the world is somehow 
    too an Internet room for us  to search and find news and to 
  interconnect with one another  so much such that 
    anything  stir especially slur or slack?. 
  More to that the narrow or morrow or swift nature of the 
   roads and some of the ways for instance?, shape  like 
  mirror like petroleum jelly like picture like stone or like a 
   sort of jewel. 
   We know that war has made history but is it not 
   something that is testing human's ability to control and 
    solve?. 
   Yes, what is the damning sense of the mundane now
 , silence or pretence?.

Spoken Confinement

Prisoner of the
cursed phrase
shackled by the terms
Sentenced with each damning
breath
— inmate of what’s heard 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)

Plain Affected

The forest around her story damning the plains—
A small little girl seen by the wind through the plains.

Green honey passes just by a bee's swirling wings;
The gold smoothed by her heart; fingers reading the plains.

The likelihood of being near to her this game,
She surrenders up more than her stones to the plains.

A drying rag, the glass pint in her cast as she                                      
Remembers her death of the harvest in the plains.

The sun knocks knees; and against the grain, she shivers
Everywhere as she walks among the swaying plains.

For her own loves knew not what they were to do with
That dear unworthy child who craves after the plains.

In the golden clouds, the rain's stare on the life that
Returns one season after season for the plains.

God, reap the grace instead, that the grain makes me walk,
The girl in woman form leaving the silent plains.

Break-Outs

The stars break up slowly,
a lifetime of moments,
become strings of revelations.
They are not exceptional, nor astounding,
just doors opening wider in your mind.

You do not recollect the instances,
a river of days and nights
leads you imperfectively,
from starry pinpoints
into cosmic blossoming's.

You got here
by simply watching,
by not damning any rivers
with past and future illusions.

Now starlight is in you, observing,
what will bloom now,
out of
your ever flowering consciousness.

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