Short Rebuking Poems
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I shook my head as I walked away
Rebuking my demons, keeping them at bay
My mind wandered back to a time before
When such a slight would have been cause for war
condemning
positive strides
denouncing
steps forwards
rebuking
changes made
reprimanding
efforts made
scolding
present version
of the self for
mistakes made
by the old version
of the self
Affection brings comfort ,displays exquisiteness,
Fascinates generosity, houses ideal justice, kind-hearted
like Martyrs needed occasionally, professing quietude,
Rebuking savagery towards underclass villeins whereas
x-rated youths zinger.
Date:9-25-2015
In the marketplace,
from a woman vegetable vendor
a bazar cow snatched away
a big mustard plant.
She shouted at the cow
rebuking it with the foulest words
she could muster
while the cow relishing it's loot.
An old Street dog,
loving life ,
rested in a shaded corner
looked at the youthful cow
with envy.
Awesome Blessings Contain Divine Energy
For God Has Intervened Joyously Kindling Love, Miraculously Nurturing Omnipresent Power, Quietly Rebuking Sin, Teaching Undeniable Virtues, Wisdom, Xenial, Yearning Zealous
11/13/2021
Written for Alphabet Soup Poetry Contest
Sponsored by William Kekaula
Heaven's reach chastises earth
Rebuking folly of nature's worth
Such angry beauty of power displayed
Enlightening the dark of clouded haze
With applauding laughter, celebrates
Eternal skies reverberate
Whence bringeth tears of no remorse
Justly unveils Almighty force
Existence frays to wither away
Reminds the sun tis end of days
Oceans devour sparkling crust
Vanquished flesh returns to dust
Suddenly
The rain fell,
With the speed
Of the wind's spell.
The women vegetable vendors
Packed with haste,
Running for cover,
Rebuking
The rain's wild waste.
They worried what to sell
If the rain didn't cease,
For the day's necessity
To earn was
A pressing need.
Their need for money
Was urgent,
A daily struggle to make
Ends meet in the night
While the paddy fields
Waiting for the rain .
Skeptic piranha parasites leeches onto my spirit
Amongst the grim reaper I shall not go near it
Not rebuking the sins and shame of my wrong choices
I expedite my decisions change the course of my vision
I calmly use the inner voice
Nonchalant dismay
Demons come distraught and play
In adversity in turmoil yet I pray
Rebuking the sins and the shames of my wrong choices
I cater to the quiet holy voices
9/15/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020