Unholy Poems - Poems about Unholy

The snow lay thick; the snow lay flat Upon my roof, a pitter pat A reindeer or an alley cat? Sure ain’t Santa… can’t be that For midnight came and midnight went So, clearly Santa wasn’t sent… Who pitter patters as they go Upon a roof that’s thick with snow It seems my Christmas gift this year Is gonna cost me very dear The sounds...

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We never felt as wholesome and also so unholy As that rare once in a lifetime chance he had tried to console me While he was deeply kissing my soft, small hand oh so tenderly....

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The opposite of life is death The polar opposite of eternal health is terminal disease, with unease perhaps lying/truthing in-between timelessness and untimely demise So too, my opposite of steady compassion may be your unsettling dispassion Elation v deflation of all these oppositional answers above as clear as unclear appositional questings below. What is my opposite of suicide? Self promotion? Ego inflation? Having all my consuming needs fully answered? Or maybe some uneasy questing timeless mind and...

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The immortal heart of blackness stained With scarlet blood, the mortals bane Wicked teeth of ivory sharp as steel Mouth hungry for an innocent meal The strength of Demons bound in his arms A young lassie lost to his charms Face raised to heaven, neck facing hell His bite ecstasy and pain as well Then a flashing spark, an angry cry He jerks...

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Lord, save this unholy Baptist!? Her lactation, like mother's juice, slakes thirsty tongues with creamy gist. To flush her slick love-chamber's sluice, with corkscrew thumbs, and practiced wrists, like a gander she mauls her goose! If hairy chest stirs those supple breasts ...

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My cleric’s collar starts to sting a raw, red rash that won’t abate when world news of horrors bring send thoughts and prayers and meditate There is no accident, no chance the predetermined outcomes state a child dies by circumstance those desperate prayers won’t alter Fate The prophets false in word and deed are fed by fear and groomed by hate corruption absolute decreed blind the...

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The Christians and the Gnostics can either sect be right Would God omniscient have created such violence and blight To kill and maim rape and burn for scripture misconstrued Defies the spirit and the mind — disproving Him anew (Villanova University: February, 2024) ...

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Once again Religion Is tearing us apart Judaic tears Islamic fear Shared values in the dark To kill For an idea Judgmental and profane Begins the end The baby drowned —in bathwaters of pain (The New Room: November, 2023) ...

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“‘til death do us part” the vampire once said to his pallid bride, her throat blushing red. The guests grew squeamish at what they just saw, filled with great dread and primordial awe: as the groom his bride exsanguinated. They caressed, and kissed, and her life she bled And rose as one of the un-wholly...

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Married to our differences with hate to document … What long implied today arrived the last nail —in the fence (Dreamsleep: October, 2023)...

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Oh what a pity that in David's great city they built a skyscraping tower. the which to describe my poor words lack all power. Those who dwell in its heights enjoy rapturous sights of the noble city below, where those in the pit who look up at it are denied a commensurate show. Now who had the cheek, if you let me thus speak, to call...

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Fear Ye Not The Bloody Monsters Unholy Ball Dance gaily under the sweetest sublime moonlight While Autumn its too many dead-falling leaves sheds Hold not onto nasty tales of witches midnight Or the monster ball where the demons are well fed Walk the forest path fearing no blood thirsty hounds Nor coming Titans and Zeus' unholy dead beasts The Greeks have buried...

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The selection has come and gone With many congratulated for feign victories People's Will bashed as hope remains forlorn Though the grey fought with their voting power Yet they remain powerless Who dares decide for the ruthless, That solely gains dominance ruthlessly?. Just tell me; "If winnings come with cheering, why then is your victory bleak"? Why has it evoke...

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A Wise Woman They say a wide woman should build her house, but what about the piggish man with mannish mannerisms? He’s filled with doggie treats and dogma. Ladies, let me give you the T with your Danish. Excuse me while I arrange my dress, so you won’t undress my unholy ways with your grotesque...

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Over the toll bridge a young lord and prince from the realm of Epsom landed Birkdale, to seek sweet raptures in my limerence by she possessed of its Unholy Grail. In the virgin waters of Point Erin stood a siren in her fair beauty all - my heart dared to want and its...

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