Descent Poems - Poems about Descent

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Snowflakes gently drift through a brooding sky- snowmen and puddles....

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A high is a high, a sin is a sin, no scale to weigh the wrong within. Some cut deeper, some leave scars, but none stand greater among the stars. Don't make my demons about your pain, my battles fought aren't yours to claim. I don't wake up with hurt on my mind, just chasing peace I...

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The risen Christ appeared to them and told them all to wait For the promise they had heard Him speak The coming of the Advocate, the Spirit strong and great To strengthen them, lifting up the weak. They waited all together just as the Lord had said, And suddenly they heard a mighty wind. The Spirit came like tongues of flame,...

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God’s disc of bliss descends through the crown half measures will not do so we choose to drown...

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Life is like a yo-yo held within the hand, A string connecting purpose to the shifting sand. We cast it forth with hopeful youthful might, A downward plunge into the day and night. It spins and whirls, a vibrant fleeting show, Gathering momentum where the breezes blow. Experiences cling like dust upon the wood, Some bright and shining, others misunderstood. There's the swift...

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Oh, God, I cry, help me in this fight, My heart is weary beneath the fading light. A hollow echo where my spirit once soared, As time, relentless, continues to bore. I’m not made of evil; I promise it’s true, Yet shadows surround me in shades of deep blue. Each tick of the clock drains my hope down the seam, In this...

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A disc of healing light above our head, descends into form, guided by God’s grace, moving steadily, by His power led, transforming without leaving any trace, a mild after-burn, proof of love’s embrace. Something’s happened yet what’s there to report, for we’re yet to comprehend it’s import....

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Drowsy vertigo thoughts losing their substance in the spirals of deafening maelstrom black waters, my letters—my ruins—my Sodom becoming the cries that never reach bottom— —never reach bottom— ...

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To journey, yet alive, through Hades’ Gates, Brings sorrow to the world, and to the Fates. Yet Hades is the home accepting all, And I shall catch thee, if thou choose to fall. Then stand within my warm, eternal night, And to all good and evil, close thy sight. Let neither tears nor laughter touch thy heart, And on our winding journey...

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I took up the call The command was made Placed the receiver down Hardened my resolve Steadying my shivering nerves I picked up the gun Shot at the innocent man He fell with a thud Blood spurted from his chest With my descent into Hell I fell from Grace My gut swiftly swirled Downwards the twilight zone A throne of skin and bone spoke "Thine sin you must...

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Obscurities of one's fractured mind Patterns of destructive, haunting thoughts The ones that shatter all sanity And contaminate one's mortal soul I suppose it is time, finally I so desperately needed them free The demons that devour me Heretofore rulers of my being I once restrained and did keep Them locked beyond mortal certainty, but The hallowed purity I cherished Had found its purpose in their...

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A cigarette A dog-eared, tattered book Worn as me And the tired clock Tick Tick Tick Time unyielding The hand on my shoulder Recognition Comfort My old friend And I’m dragged home My sadistic lover A brief war...

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It’s been a while when I felt frozen on the ground Hotchpotches of skills around, I touched them one by one With overwhelming joy, l took them in one luggage I hauled and under a stagnant lake, my inertia has engaged. When a spark of discernment meddled right on time I focused on one…so light, I float and I climb I...

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On an as is where is basis, we fell— down the elevator shaft of the day, into the buzz of a fluorescent hum, the smell of reheated takeout in cracked Styrofoam trays. The descent began when the train doors jammed, and I was stuck staring at my own reflection— the stale grime of the carriage, the paper ads, my face mirrored against...

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