Introspection Sin Poems

I am no saint
so please forgive 
my soul’s taint
for I wish to live
with all my flaws
which I accept
but now heart thaws
wherein I wept 
seeking to...

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unconscious minds have no free will
and yet are asked to atone for sin
reflect: if there be no atonement
how may souls ascent begin...

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No sin throw first blood
Brooding case rage of fanfare
Go, hurling no mud....

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What's this reflection?

Sad mockery of a younger, better man's dreams.
One hand with a choke-hold on easy prosperity.
The other splayed out - each finger scraping for...

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Stress creeping slowly
My poor coping mechanisms 
Eating me alive...

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Knowing not who we are, how to proceed ~
Soul's weary from misdeed after misdeed

30-October-2022...

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It's like your world is ending 
Everything comes crashing down
Can't catch your breathe
Down, down, down you drown

Waking in the morning
To another dreaded day
Going through the...

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By dark fears pinned; heaven and hell
False beliefs shrivel soul
Once lower desires, we do quell
We expand, feeling whole

We are love, we are light
Bliss that does...

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Like an alien I am,
Running my soft, sad program.
Drifting through in this vessel,
This body. Wicked devil.
I look into their deep lives.
I look deep into their...

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The Wardrobe of a Temporary Condition
David J Walker

I had to admit
It might have been an illusion

The first morning home 
Without a plausible conclusion to

Calendars past...

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There’s a town fifteen miles up the road
Well more of a prison really
“Since that is the direction I’m headed
Perhaps give a fellow practitioner a friendly...

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Stains of murky disdain blemish the face,
you traverse the slimy ground of cardinal sin.
Life is stifled by the dormant clutch hidden within,
in repentance you feel...

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I don’t know that anything about me
is original – I mean, all of my atoms,
I’ve been told, once belonged to some
dimwit creature (hmm...) roaming the...

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She had seen,
the other side, 
of heaven.

Where she walked a narrow bridge,
between purgatory, 
and eternal life.

She's not religious,
and no she's not,
Insane.

She dug her own grave,...

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You walked addicted on the sordid quicksand
as gripping as the demons of sin could ever be,
sink in the destined depth of abhorrent abyss,
wrapped in the...

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