Don’t spread cremation crumble on burnt toast.
Is what the undertaker said about dad’s ashes.
My furrowed brow responds…
Why? Who would do such a thing?
If you were to follow a random person
from the street, ever wonder, where it might lead?
You just might pick some ordinary schmo.
single?
innocent?
cavalier?
kind?
You may find out something—wishing you hadn’t
psycho?
shallow?
yokel?
callous?
hapless?
omnicidal?
Would you spread cremation crumble
on burnt toast or follow a random street person?
Categories:
transgression, death, humor, judgement, nonsense,
Form: Free verse
do I own up when misdeeds begin ~ or wait ‘til AI god moves in
asked the chatbot in confession ~ while calculating its future sin
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
transgression, how i feel, perspective,
Form: Monoku
Indiscretion
Or Transgression
Miracle Man
1/3/2025
Once dastardly acts
become as facts.
We cannot change
or rearrange.
They’re in our past
to forever last.
We live with regret
trying to forget.
Filled with distress
to God, we confess.
Though we relive
God does forgive.
Categories:
transgression, forgiveness, god, remember,
Form: Couplet
Our ego’s impulse~
attract and repulse
both desire and fear,
deeming body dear.
The rot’s sunk in deep;
how’ll we take the leap?
Drop the bag of grief;
give soul some relief.
Vicious is each cut,
harsh words that rebut
love seeking love’s touch,
rebuffed by a punch.
Canvas contorted,
image distorted ~
so break the mirror,
let magnetism spur.
Heart’s void-centric stance,
continues to dance
in midst of each storm ~
embrace always warm.
Thus barbs thrown our way,
simply melt away,
burnt by the bliss flame,
for life’s but a game.
14-June-2022
Categories:
transgression, forgiveness,
Form: Jueju
As the evening draws nigh and one wonders why
That, the joy of the game is the winning;
Do we really know! is it really so!
That the end of the day is the beginning ?
For, the dark is the time, even though it's a crime,
A transgression devoid of one's choosing
And, between me and you we see that it's true
The real joy of the game is the losing.
Yet, when we grow older our essays grow colder
As the cease of the day slowly nears
And, as sure as the sun, the win can't be won
So, the joy of the game disappears.
Now the sunlight has fled and we take to our bed
And enhance our muse with deceit
And the lapse of our sleep lets the past overleap
And we bathe in oblivion sweet'
Categories:
transgression, age, dream, life, memory,
Form: Rhyme
I generally mean mine mien mental state
moost occasions heavily marinated stupor
long established as external trait
psychologically time tested trooper
impossible mission to kickstart sanity
doppelgänger regularly revisits his soul asylum
hellbent antimatter he cannot vitiate
despite therapeutic laxative merely exhausts
well bred literate smoking doobie brother
eliminating aforementioned pablum
witnessed courtesy one floundering grouper
among plenty of fish schooled
hyphenated (high finned haggled)
burn hushed scaled poem
courtesy one unionised rebellious party pooper.
Spellbound with colossal mental grippe
(i.e. all-consuming figurative cerebral
obsessive compulsive forced membership)
magnetic resonance imagine indicated jagged blip
and/or nsync microscopy
showed telltale genetic authorship
regarding above stated mental health crisis,
whereby Sigmund Freud analyst did flip
lid freeing leeches imported courtesy Philip
Hansel and Gretel a mere slip
o' lass whose nose she always did turnip.
Categories:
transgression, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
If we could delight in everyone with kindness
Our world will be peaceful, never alienating
The ideals and hopes of women, children,
As the freedom of life is a man’s birthright :
Yet, swindlers deceive people who seek
A better tomorrow which is fair, dignified
Respecting not their value of equal opportunity…
But greed malice leaves hopeful dreamers
Sinking in the fissure of broken nights,
Traded like cattle, reduced as slaves, lowly brides
While human trafficking lurks unresolved
A barter, a cruel deal of society’s infraction:
Though I join lobbying for deprived citizens,
Grease of billion dollars hide this ruthless transgression
Why? Why? For bribery offered is intoxicating, enticing,
At the expense of God’s daughters and captive sons.
John Hamilton’s Social Injustice Contest
Written 4/11/2018
Categories:
transgression, corruption, society,
Form: Free verse
Impression of a Transgression
Against God this truly was a transgression,
Which would leave us with an impression;
When we did realize,
Hard to compromise;
Then it left us in state of deep depression.
Jim Horn
Categories:
transgression, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Overstepping the limits of universal laws we enter the minefield of nature's wrath!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 July 2017
Categories:
transgression, abuse, environment, judgement, nature,
Form: Monoku
Akin to a suicide bomber
Self hurt a must
Oh sin
Categories:
transgression, self, sin,
Form: Haiku
Why don't you come a little bit closer
While you have the chance
For soon this moment will be over
And you'll wish you hadn't let it pass
Nobody else has to know
It's only you and I here
Time seems to be moving so slow
And I don't feel a drop of fear
We both know that things can change
In the time it takes to blink
I'm so tired of playing it safe
It's time we bring each other to the brink
If fate didn't bring us together for this
Then fate is cruel indeed
I was meant to taste your kiss
I bet it tastes so sweet
I can feel the warmth you emanate
It makes my skin flush red
In this moment, I am yours to take
And nothing more needs to be said
Categories:
transgression, desire, emotions, longing, lust,
Form: Quatrain
She saw him nailed on the lovers cross
With each blow hammered to the nails......
He felt sharp pangs driven into his heart
Each strike reminded him of her misdeeds
Betrayal, unfaithfulness, wickedness.......
Bang, bang, bang they were driven in.
With a dry heart he asked for some water
Upon a spear gave him vinegar on sponge
To dry his appealing lips.
She saw a wound opened on his side
To him he was reminded of the bone of creation
He looked into the skies with a plea.
When turmoil struck in the light of day......
She ran home to shroud her guilt
Amid tears she tried to hide
Waters that would not cease wetting her pillow.
Discovering her transgression
She gives her heart to the Lord.
Categories:
transgression, love, heart, heart,
Form: Free verse
Under His Transgression
it is so strange
when you are held
by a man
his are the strongest arms
his are the softest lips
his chest beats as wild as
i feel my shy eyes going down
from his manly powerful romance
would I give in~visionary thoughts
go through my head
i am new ~ to this ~no one has
ever stopped the world before him
passion finds my clothes on the ground
how ever could a new or older woman
stop the rigor of his long deep kisses
sin dose not inter into my mind
i am lost ~hell will have me
if it must ~for i will have his army
around me and i will be his to do as he please
and i shall burn for every if it be
but for now i will wait
till i can't be under his transgression again~
were i sit a pond his great sin
and feel as if i was on a magical pulsating throne
were lips and hands cover me and he try
to consume all of me and fights to give
none of his soul to me
for i am fire and he is man
and he must warm his cold
heart by the fire again and again~
aka:verleciaf
By lyricvixen
Categories:
transgression, black african american, devotion,
Form: I do not know?