Destruction Poems

The Heat

You wake up, head in a haze,
can’t recall the prior day,
felt less good than it used to,
joints aching all over you.
Don’t know why you all went out,
pay today, there is no doubt,
something burned and you answered,
can’t explain, put into words…

Can’t explain, where it came from,
can’t explain, why it was done,
tried in vain, fooling no one,
when

Destruction is a form of creation

Some say destruction is a form of creation.
But what did I create while destroying my body?
What was created while I was chipping away at my skin, slice by slice?

It's not until you step back and stop the destruction
that you realize you created resilience.

Even though the destructive thoughts
souround your essence in a thick fog of darkness,
hellbent

FAITH IN GOD WHO PROTECTS US FROM DESTRUCTION

July 31 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 13-17 
 
Key Verse – Isaiah 13:6 Howl ye; for the day of the LORD is at hand; it shall come as a destruction from the Almighty.

FAITH IN GOD WHO PROTECTS US FROM DESTRUCTION	

God protects us from destruction with His salvation
Always preserving us around His

Divine Destruction

In the name of the stars and planets. 
We’re all lost in the oblivion of our minds. 
While we’re stuck concentrating on our own sorrows.
There’s stars in the night sky wishing they could breathe again instead of suffocating on things they couldn’t control.

Destruction

Depression. 
Wet floor signs everywhere. 
So are puddles. 
Falling. 

Despair. 
That feeling where you are covered in leaves. 
And some leaves blow away. 
But some are forever. 

Desolation. 
When he hands you the last crayon. 
In the world. 
And it just snaps in half. 

Demolish.
Diminish. 
Destroy. 
Death. 

And then the last of the last. 
Just

Simple Word

A simple word –
Softly spoken,
Stilled my heart
Left me broken

A single breath –
Such destruction,
Instant death
One deduction

Goodbye.

A night at a graveyard

A gossamer hung on the graveyard's gate.
A spider clung to steel, consuming its meal.
It had no need to know dinner was served late,
Nor sensed ghostly keels the summer winds conceal.

The owls flew on, unperturbed by midnight's scare,
That made dead men howl silently in each grave,
Fresh ghosts were blown toward the gate in despair,
The gate creaked

When The Bed Burns

Tongues of solar flare  writhe  in combat kiss
     —flame-throwers unleashed
iron words  h a m m e r e d  in fire   
      ferrous words melt-morph into heart-welts 
  once under skin
        

The World is Bleeding

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                                      The World is Bleeding

           

What blooms after burning

She was a field–
soft, wide, aching.
He was the match,
small
but hungry. 

They met 
not in spring,
but in that breathless hush
before things grow–
where hope is still half-buried
beneath frost. 

She held the rain
like a secret.
He wore the fire
like a promise 
He never meant to keep. 

She broke
without a sound
He burned
like it was prayer. 

and yet–
in the blackened soil,
something

Self Destruction

Leaders are worshiped, 
Armies are much hailed,
Weapons are much praised,
And innocent creatures are,
Killed in the streets, in the
Homes, while they are working,
While they are sleeping,
The children's heart full of,
Terror, they are told, we are,
Worrier,  we win the war,
But who tell the preacher,
Wars cant not be won, and
No way, they can be win,
Both side loose,

The Days of Masks and Roses

   

               
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Random Thoughts 4: Dandelions

I apologize
For all the dandelion necks
I have snapped

Abandon All Grace Here

I wore my sins like velvet lace,
Then set your garden all ablaze.
I never once said I was kind--
I only promised not to mind.

The chandelier you loved? It fell.
I laughed and called it “doing well.”
Your rules were quaint, but far too tight--
I loosened them with fire and bite.

Abandon all grace here, my dear--
The wine is sharp,

divine destruction

The lightning blinks through diaphanous air, 
An enigmatic catharsis of the universe.
The thunderous exhale fleeting--
Ultraviolet tendrils grasping from the atmosphere.
A bolt illuminating the heavens with majestic bearing,
Smothering the canvas littered with stars in a flash,
Curling with a conniving kind of captivation--
A calamitous craft cracking through the cosmos.

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