Sin Poems | Examples of Sin Poetry

Love is desire the name the lust the passion the fire the burning of the ashes as required Sin is everyone even when we were born, the mother's womb is the reason why pain is born On earth as it is in heaven we fight among each other as our sin shed blood among together Darkness is us, as corruption is the world allowing sin to breathe...

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in the voice of a man who walks through fire to light a candle And yet, love breathes in poisoned air Though boots came down, though no one cared. Behind the fence, under red and black skies: I loved. I hoped. I paid the price. Carve this truth on prison walls In pink triangles, on nameless halls. They called us shame, they...

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Image : 3 In water dark, I learn to drown A silence colder than the sea The ghosts I fled still pull me up In water dark He haunts the edge where I should be A memory I never chose Still carves his name inside of me He finds me gasping, cold, stripped bare Each time I hide, he leaves a mark I bleed unseen...

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Calm entity entered in disguise, silence before the scream, walked in flesh and clotted blood. No empathy, no sympathy— only rage and a ticking bomb. Each slay, barbaric despair. Each pulse, a metronome of fate. Each breath, a ticking alibi. Invasion. Foul play. Mind occupied, inquiring around— an art of silent prayers no one understands. Lucifer commands, all in delusion. Garnished trophies to remember the names. No fumbling, no rambling— only mind-twisted monsters, carved...

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you who’d not change a single thing in life ~ may not get another chance whereas i’m guaranteed one more presage ~ i’ve sold my soul in advance satan wouldn’t take it ~ so traded with Lot’s wife for her sustained glance By David Kavanagh...

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If Satan had said sorry My hunger wouldn’t haunt me daily I’d breathe in peace And sleep without the weight of worry. But pride made him defiant He traded my hope for his ego Now I walk through life unknown With doubt as my shadow. If Satan had said sorry Maybe God would still feel near And grace wouldn’t hang from a cross Paid in blood...

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The sun has gone to rest my babes I give you this last tale If only you will sleep my dears For you will I regale There was a man of great esteem In wild woods afar No one knew his given name They called him Mr. Tar They named him such for all his soul Which some...

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“JUST SAY YES!” Evelyn Pearl Anderson Imagine seeing the LORD God seated high on His throne and exalted with His garment train filling the temple zone Bright seraphs are seen flying above with two wings while two more wings cover the face and two more cover the feet; they implored “Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth Is full of his glory” As they...

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Peculiar human beings builders of ...

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The Apple of His Eyes reflected in the pond, the fruit held precious in the lady’s hand. polished by mistake; the loot gathered with a serpentine backhand. the limbs of oz took hold, as the man held out his unwise hand. the cleaved, in juicy bite pizazz, forsook their love, served up bland. reflected in the mirror, the duo’s tears shattered their perfect life, untouched. day...

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After all these years it's my belief based on experience time is a thief all wounds it heals they say but in truth it took my looks purloined my zeal and stole my youth no matter the cost come what may I'm at a loss what can I expect today a past that won't last or linger longer any more and with or without me life goes on as before when at...

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Come to me like a wild horse unbridled longing for the river like a morning prayer on the heart wanting nothing more Come to me with pining like a widow waiting for her love like a soldier in the trenches, begging for cease fire ... Come to me like a dove gliding over peaceful waters like...

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The will to feel each other skin to skin while sleeping in one bed you want me, don’t deny it you know it’s not right, it won't be right Trying to distract myself from crying telling you perverse ideas Making you sweat and tell me what you’d do to me if I were there The ideas get more grousome...

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Lo, do I grasp with my wretched fingers, Onto where my heart it still lingers, Tendrils hold as though a parasite, With it's life causes my blight, Even withered it does not die, For its mother hears its cry, Nurturing back to good health, Yet it is I who have dealth, Suttle thoughts fuel the proliferation, Making death its instrumentation, Rest from it comes with...

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we dressed them in thinned clouds— no lace, no hymns, ...

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