Idol Poems - Poems about Idol

Give me anguish that feels like my heart has been staked, Give me betrayal, entrapment, and hatred of my race. Give me shame, humiliation, and painful disgrace, But please oh please spare me, a pretty face....

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*nocturne eye flicker* *bite lip* *rip asunder* Malediction of a tragedy fused elegy, mirror of red rum and visage of chaos. The truth is a labyrinth of mirrors, I am the reflection that stares back, real you tryst behind quicksilver....

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Sculpting his idol with magiC, Prayers she offers saying, “HellO”! Exclusively with leaves so greeN, Carefully, for him a garlanD, Imagining him as her beaU, Always makes singing a lyriC! Love is mad, in facT!! ...

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The moments you can never quite inhabit. Floating and dodging attempts to clutch and hold. As if to savor, remember the taste exactly. As if stories are heard only through fastidious interpretation. As if Divinity were careful. But even if I lost you, these moments still I’d hold above all else like worship. Like an Idol abolishing a church-ship. And in...

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MY IDOL ...

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Bruno’s magic. Michael’s show. Christina’s voice. Benny’s choice. Gordon’s mouth. Stevie’s logic I’ll paint me as quaint....

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I crave alone so enslaved to my own chaos, I’ve known the pain of loss. Above the hearts I slay, I loved her in dark & grey. Of hate a jaded soul I paint, though in bane I’m not a saint. I slept in fire & burned lies to ash, returned but kept admired by...

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When Laban had gone to shear his sheep , Rachel stole her father's household gods. Genesis 31:19 Stolen gods, Sometimes speaking the...

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You always stand tall, Oh! My speaking Idol. Whenever I score null, You save me from near fall. You motivate when I sit dull, Say don't stop,learn to crawl. Only I can hear you in all, Rest are abided by the protocol. You are not just a symbol, Oh! My speaking Idol. I am blessed to receive your call, Which sounds sweet like a waterfall....

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When one is mostly idle; Laziness is one's idol: Things are stopped in the middle; To use your time you fiddle... The idle hears out riddle But feels not its sharp needle It's a voice that can tweedle And - watch it - feet that diddle He can't hold horse's bridle And while walking not sidle; Surely can read the Bible And try the describable But won't...

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He fell so early from the image to the grime And lay there, flatly oozing helplessness. Anger, and something left of love combined, Plunged to urge him free, Wiped its hands and set back the idol high, Only slightly out of plumb. The shattering was mine....

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LIVING SACRIFICE If we would be a sacrifice To serve our heavenly King We must be a living one And give our all to Him We cannot leave a single part To serve an idol here For the God who made us Is the One who we must fear Yes, it's true He loves us And died to bring us back To a true beginning Where we...

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Ever since the “Bright morning star” dared with his creator to spar craving the seat on mount’s north side his mind molded the idol, pride. The seed of pride, a torrent spawned in creatures formed at earth’s first dawn. Desiring to be like God, they fell from grace and became flawed. Mankind’s mind like a workshop weaves, the idols to which his soul cleaves. He...

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I Waiting ... Not on the LORD But on a phone call So, I turn to poetry Led by Jesus & His Word "All is vanity" II I know there's nothing new Something Solomon knew Wrote about in "Ecclesiastes" All is vanity, under the sun I seek heat under His Son But the dead world will beckon If not for wealth, then a wise wife Will I make her my...

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Should we assume What God would have us do ~ If we ourselves Can’t even think it through? ————— h/t to Gershon’s He Met His Goal...

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