Religious Storm Poems

There’s a storm and it is raging.

It crackles deadly light.

There’s a hurricane-a-waging

A war we can not fight


There’s a powerful wind-a-roaring

Gusting money as quick as can...

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He shall put his light in every storm,
That breaks upon thy way,
And make the darkness bright with form,
And gild the clouds with day.

He shall put...

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Here lies the hypocrisy of God
A man that lived with what was given
Learnt to make due with his condition
But still God left him to his...

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When all around is torn by strife,
woes without end beset your life.
When peace is but a dismal dream
a wistful wish or so it seems.

How can...

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When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they...

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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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Angel of the Hollow Eyes 
of dark devices and secret lies 
of stone façades as shadowed fly

Mechanical things turn deep inside 
broken and cruel 
each...

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Of paper and Ink
Warriors of words written in a land
Of Blood and broken toys
Jet black things
Set ice plains and caviar
Standing long into the starry night
Eyes...

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Scared N Holy 
in profane 
they entertain Secret societies 
sacred and arcane 
built of complex biology 
with gears in bone crystal blood-borne Hues.

Jewels turn upon...

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A chrome gun glittering 
in the hot sun raise, rays radiating 
like a heliographic rainbow,
drawn from shimmering halos 
of inferno light, hot.

White smoke from a...

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Ravens dream 
Haunting forever stark
look to the moonlight dark 
house full of midnight
Feeling the magnetic wells
In pools of infinity 
dogs bark defiantly 
out into the...

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into the wilderness haunted by ghost-towns 
And ancient bloodstains 
and lost history of scars 
we wander the borderlands 
between the weakening dreams 
and cities a...

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Am I the only one, 
the only one left to carry this cross 
through these wasted lands, 
these blasted glass riddled sands.
This cross of madness....

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound...

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Dark bright Full of hours of midnight
Casting shards hard and dark 
into futures past nothing 
will last time slips away
fast casting thoughts 
back as the...

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