Sins Poems - Poems about Sins

Varnished Tech Titans Tattered totems tarnished Viral tribal bible spiral Tainted talismans taunted Cash cows flaunted Gerontocracy trumps democracy Theocracy stumps hypocrisy Autocracy dumps diplomacy Haunted schism prism Vaunted Fat Cats Enigma?…just Dogma & Stigma Tit for Tats Martian Martial law Doff your hats To techno-*wats And petro-*rats Deplore or Encore? Poor Planet in flux All about the bucks Ersatz Fat Cats Well More is More!...

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“The Communion of Saints” is meant the union of the faithful on earth The b;essed in Heaven And the souls in the purgatory With Father Christ as their Head The word “Saints means “the holy ones” The Baptism gives us the beginning of holiness And Heaven is for those who are perfectly holy By “the forgiveness of sins” in the Apostles Creed...

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Sometimes I wonder, if I’m wasting my seconds trying to prove love lasts longer when you drown it with gin. Her ghost circles back— again, again— the Poppy wears a saccharine, serrated grin— (oh, how I’ve missed it) nestled among my worn-out keycaps. I didn’t mean to write her— I keep pressing delete— But she never blinks. That's when I know– I must write and write and write and...

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I have often witnessed death though not ever the last breath; field mice frozen in a jar; slaughtered lambs in abattoir, dissected frogs in school labs, cruel boiling of live crabs for important luncheon meets. Piglets torn from mother’s teats roasted at a football game. Hungry lions eat the lame garden’s serpent kills the truth mothers’s love that kills your youth; little bug just stepped upon; “don’t destroy...

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Eros, his temple, night, fire burns higher/minds meld. Windows like eyes glow, flare and ebb set free....

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I’m never proud of me, but I couldn’t be more proud of you I’ve lost myself again, but what if finding me takes losing everything else, too? I’ve never wanted anything more than to reach out and feel your touch That will never happen because I’m not her, and it pains me so much I’ll sit in this...

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I am wondering why in those gloomy moments lived away from everybody who said prayers I haven't reached any sublime joy... or even the ecstatic feeling of purity that many saints got looking at the magnificent heaven; are these sins holding me back and pushing me down, so I can't rise up and give my praises God? Is the bright...

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Years ago I heard someone say children have a God given right to judge their parents Judge not that you be not judged I thought the statement was harsh, maybe sarcastic, wrong headed But I did it anyway Not in a psych couch way but in the I’ll do it Better Not the same Not The repetition of The sins of the...

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A Photosynthesis of Conversion David J Walker The tender plants bow under the Sun and dance to the voices of Indecisive winds in A compliance of survival Confessions of sins of omission And confusion of missions Pay for admission to the Summer Social And when called upon Singing the sacrament of Dissonance in words that They can and cannot remember...

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{“There are junctures where you pay the price of someone else’s Sins, through heredity, through kin, sometimes even through friends you once thought were your ultimatum, the very ones that you believe in. Sometimes, more than yourself. The end you come to will be that of blaming yourself on assets that don’t even concern you, or...

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Under the heavy shadow of silence, I sat at the table of sins, Watching as everything unfolded that I swore I would never become, A spectator in my own life, a witness to a world unraveling, Telling myself that as long as my heart remains pure, It doesn't matter what images enter my eyes, what shadows settle. At the table...

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The long-suffering, finally over at dawn... when tears fall like rain! He prepares himself, to meet him in the mirror... who calls himself me! The man gives his heart, to the blood-thirsty sun god... to pay his sons' sins! The evil swordsman, defeated by the hero... with no time for hate! The sword, its' vastness, entrains the swordsman to find... the enemy's soul! ...

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The road to hell is full of hate jealousy & envy among other things Many are consumed by its rings & the pathways meant to eat them alive The world is a gluttonous place that thrives on consumers willing to sell themselves to buy Greedy & full of pride they search for things to devour until they've reached their final hour In the end all are angry with themselves for wasting time that could've been better...

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Is this one of the sins of the twenty-first century, increased tenfold by social media affecting relationships? Have you been uncouth or met one of the uncouth? (Adjective: lacking in good manners, refinement, or grace.) : Infidelity Well, I guess I'm uncouth I lied And didn't tell them The truth (C) Copyright John Duffy...

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Eve listened to the evil feelings and thoughts in her heart. Adam heard her hissing, as though, conscience tearing apart. Arrogance-filled waywardness shined in the form of Apple. Against their pride, the Almighty's love was seen to grapple. Did the core conscience of Cain convince him to kill Abel? Crimes and crudeness like one's flesh and blood became integral. Suicide, homicide,...

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