they kill 1200 in rage
you kill 200.000 for what
to show you are just
Categories:
ungodly, 9th grade, abuse, addiction,
Form: Haiku
O how had I always fallen back;
With days full of retrogressions, alack!
I was degenerate;
Surely a youth of no notable rate.
My existence was like an ungodly song
With defiled rhythms was it sung
Wherewith I dreamed no dream
And saw no, not a gleam
For there was no light in me to reflect;
So my star could take no effect.
I was consumed by the darkness
Of mundane blissfulness,
Which was deceptive to inward madness.
I thought I was living happily;
Alas! I was dying virtually,
Forgetful that Life could wane out for itself alone
And hand over me to my Maker whom I never knew.
But there came an hour
At the Annual National Campus Community Congress
Of the Deeper Life campus fellowship
Entitled `Excelsior`
For bringing Life and Hope to intellectuals
And equipping them to reach the utmost height:
Where I wholly got transformed.
I was taught to be purposeful, and not lust to be conformed
I could then soar to the farthest height
And ignited became my light
Revived to live for Christ the Saviour
After which I farewelled failure.
Categories:
ungodly, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Couplet
Have you seen,
or even felt,
an historical coincidence
between monotheism
and patriarchal theism
and competitive ChosenPeople
monoculturing control issues?
Have you heard
resonant compassioned languages
polyculturing herstoric redevelopment,
ego/polytheistic
nondualistic integral multi-regenerational experience
in-between cooperative ecomatriarchal green theists
and competitive multicultural EarthTribe Circles
thrivalist Ecological Interdependent Spirals
co-empowering multigenerational ReCycles
within co-operative
ego/eco-empowering
Left/Right-Economic Winging
singing bicameral
enlightening secular/sacred bipartisan
co-governance
And Win/Win co-investment
in sublimely divinely competitive
yet playful teams
and tribes
and local community opportunities
to avoid win/lose survivalist
patristic devolutionary risks
By embracing win/win thrivalist
ecofeminist revolutionary opportunities
to polyculturally embrace compassion
when we are at high pandemic
rabid fear and anger frisk.
Categories:
ungodly, earth, education, environment, health,
Form: Political Verse
by gosh
by golly
after
two
days of just
doing what
i wanted to
meaning a
lot of drinking
barely eating
not trying to
sleep and
creating
poetry i
mean i
finally
had to
sleep
so
wow
how
did he
do it
for
six
straight
then
rest
on
the
seventh
Categories:
ungodly, muse,
Form: I do not know?
POEM " BLACK BUTTERFLY " by martin gedge
Though shall hold the darkness in the hands that reap the soul
a purge onto the serpent with the eyes as black as coal
death it will deliver on the spines that break the back
an ax onto the servant with the thrust of every hack
limp upon the knees he shall remain to fall the floor
and vultures will subscribe to feast the angels they adore
to plead for heaven sake there be remorse in due of kind
a pig will do the jig a rub it's filth into the wine
for light will burn on empty in the silent solitude
to rip the skin and bake within the oven in the nude
and scale the dial of fowl and file to fuel the deadly gas
to take to sky black butterfly of feather dust and ash...
by martin gedge ©
Categories:
ungodly, butterfly, dark, death, evil,
Form: Rhyme
POEM "PIN DROP" by martin gedge
Be god, almighty
lend me your time
for I am a salesman's suitcase of suffering
to pitch such sweet pain
and divine tyranny
for every pin that sticks my skin
is a dagger
of a soul that sees a future
in a small golden box
bigger than life itself
but with oh such dark rewards
you see hate in my hollow heart
while I see pleasure
this side that you seek in me
is my relentless ambition to fold darkness
around the bodies of doubt
we need not care for the morsels
of good nature
for it is our will
to see trophies dine at the tables of creatures
such as us
every night there is a new shadow
that dresses our closets
and every claw on every knob
awaiting doors to be opened
and presses against glass panes
to bring your world to me
and in the saddest moments
and through the quietest times
one twist and one turn
I will smile upon this throne
and the dark shall have it's day....
by martin gedge©
Categories:
ungodly, dark, death, fear, horror,
Form: Narrative
UNGODLY PEOPLE BURNING IN HELL
Foolish, folly;
Ungodly people;
Calling crying from hell;
Caught in the caucus of the abyss;
No one there nor here;
Able to give a cool drink;
Ungodly people;
Never repented;
Souls not saved;
Eternal damnation;
Burning its self up forever;
Calling crying from hell;
Ungodly people;
Those fallen whom have fell;
One who do not posses wisdom;
Of behavior is described as folly;
Within their disobedient;
Man's the world wisdom is folly;
Wisdom based on only human intellect their folly
Never repented;
Souls not saved;
Eternal damnation;
Burning its self up forever;
Calling crying from hell;
Ungodly people;
Never repented, never received God's grace;
Now forever burning in this place
Ungodly people;
Burning in hell;
11/19/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Categories:
ungodly, analogy, anxiety, assonance, character,
Form: Light Verse
Shoddy and Ungodly
He seemed so shoddy
What he did was ungodly
Damaged bodily.
(And mentally as well.)
Was an involver;
For a sure problem solver,
Needs a revolver.
Commit suicide
For many times he has lied
And instantly died.
Jim Horn
Categories:
ungodly, humorous,
Form: Haiku
Shoddy and Ungodly
He seemed so shoddy
What he did was ungodly
Damaged bodily.
(And mentally as well.)
Was an involver;
For a sure problem solver,
Needs a revolver.
Commit suicide
For many times he has lied
And instantly died.
Jim Horn
Categories:
ungodly, allegory, analogy, humorous,
Form: Haiku
As a blood-red sun bleeds in the sky,
white cottony clouds absorb scarlet.
And a seductive silvery Moon;
bares Her skimpy slip like a harlot.
Jack-o'-lanterns decorate porches;
grim gargoyles guarding All Hallows' Eve.
And costumed children go door to door;
begging for treats, dressed in make-believe.
Sinister shadows seamlessly merge;
outside the peripherals of light.
And goblins gather in the darkness;
watching vampires and witches take flight.
Halloween ends as the clock strikes twelve;
but each moment heightens the tension.
For before then, ungodly things roam;
committing sins too vile to mention.
Dawn pierces the night sky like a lance;
announcing the birth of a new day.
And the jack-o'-lanterns flicker out;
having kept hell's hooligans at bay.
Categories:
ungodly, angst, children, fantasy, imagery,
Form: Quatrain
In the darkness of the night, I saw an ungodly sight
Decaying flesh, bringers of death, in the shadows of the night
Hateful stares, evil glares, these ungodly creatures of mine
The song of death sings on their every breath
And "come" they seem to say "join us as we play"
Says these Ungodly creatures of mine
Death they'll bring and hear us sing
To these ungodly creatures of mine
Categories:
ungodly, dark, evil, night,
Form: Rhyme
Ungodly Gorgeous
Written By: D. Collins 10/29/14
She’s so ungodly gorgeous she should be ashamed of herself.
Possessing so much dominant beauty over everyone else.
The air stands still when she walks into a room.
She gives a winter chill to hot days in June.
She is nature showing off with near perfect design.
An anomaly created only once in awhile.
She’s ungodly gorgeous with tantalizing traits.
The envy of all women and their persistent hate.
She doesn’t wear make-up. Her hair and nails are real.
Her pearly white smile really enhances her grill.
She has a body that took the form of an hour-glass.
And, a personality gleaming with unparalleled class.
All traffic stands still when she’s in a public place.
There is instant paralysis in seeing her lovely face.
She’s ungodly gorgeous compared to others I’ve seen.
Without doubt, she is the Goddess we see in our dreams.
Categories:
ungodly, encouraging, inspirational, sexy, woman,
Form: Sonnet
Blessed is he, who walks not in the
counsel of the ungodly.
Nor seeks counsel in their "wisdom" or folly.
Blessed is he, that doesn't stand
in the way of sinners too.
Nor takes part in the things
that scorners do.
Blessed is he, who deilghts in
obeying God's commands.
He is attentive to his voice,
and understands.
Blessed is he, who meditates
on HIS word day and night.
It's the truth of his word,
which gives him delight!
He shall be like a tree planted by
the streams of water.
Though the fiery trials of life
seem to get hotter.
He shall bear God's
fruit in due season.
His love for him is the reason.
When trouble comes his way...
he shall not wither.
God will protect him...
as a believer!
In all that he does...
his life will be blessed!
In Christ.... he'll find peace
and a haven of rest...
Blessed is he who is rooted
and grounded in HIM.
Who seek HIS ways and
call God friend.
Blessed are YOU ...
very much indeed!
Jesus is here now...
and he's all you'll ever need!
By Jim Pemberton
2008
Categories:
ungodly, confusion, dedication, devotion, faith,
Form: Rhyme
Blessed is he, who walks not in the
counsel of the ungodly.
Nor seeks counsel in their
"wisdom" or folly.
Blessed is he, that doesn't stand
in the way of sinners too.
Nor takes part in the things
that scorners do.
Blessed is he, who deilghts in
obeying God's commands.
He is attentive to his voice,
and understands.
Blessed is he, who meditates
on HIS word day and night.
It's the truth of his word,
which gives him delight!
He shall be like a tree planted by
the streams of water.
Though the fiery trials of life
seem to get hotter.
He shall bear God's
fruit in due season.
His love for him is the reason.
When trouble comes his way...
he shall not wither.
God will protect him...
as a believer!
In all that he does...
his life will be blessed!
In Christ.... he'll find peace
and a haven of rest...
Blessed is he who is rooted
and grounded in HIM.
Who seek HIS ways and
call God friend.
Blessed are YOU ...
very much indeed!
Jesus is here now...
and he's all you'll ever need!
By Jim Pemberton
2008
Categories:
ungodly, dedication, devotion, faith, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme
like a civil gentleman,
he was drowned in their violence,
and had no will or power to save or protest,
he fell and fell so good,
that he could not see his own epitaph,
like we all are not able to.
Categories:
ungodly,
Form: Free verse
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