Worshipped Poems - Poems about Worshipped

...Being mistook, we fed the fire— not just the book, but index too. We toasted doubt on tongues of lyre, then let the ashes write what’s true. Being mistook, we knelt to clocks and worshipped ti......

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... "While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother's house: [19] And, behold, there came a great win......

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...I have met you in my mind, You have been a reflection of my desire. I have worshipped you in my favourite mirror, You have been a quiet echo in others’ eyes. I never judged you inside the canva......

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... Where do I start? Ha! I've lost my cool. Do beg my pardon - I'm a blubbering fool. I'm here on behalf of the Soul Deep Express - To interview you in the hope you'll confess. Oh dear - w......

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...salvation army she wore purple because she liked it. hanging stiffly on the store rack, yellow goodwill tag with smudged blue ink, was it a three or five? she argued for three, willing ......

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... Unknown a wooden statue carved by unknown hands perhaps an E.T. worshipped by an ancient native tribe who witnessed unknown aliens ......

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...Confirmed. Sub Rosa seal recognized. Spiral-bearer Kael’Tharyn authenticated. ? Opening “Codex Aevum” | Vault Layer: Lumen Custodis (The Light of the Watcher) Fragment Identifier: Codex Fragmentu......

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...Memento on the moon, our existence based on what we cannot see. Subjective logic we measure by mere senses within our body A penny lay I law on moon’s largest crater saying, ‘In God We Trust’ Nay ......

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... “The Seance” It was macabre you see, we were all summoned, and therefore found ourselves in the front parlour of Ballylee; In our dreams we thought we were poets ......

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...The Christ descended from His Father’s throne; In dying on the cross, He conquered Hell. Then He rolled away His sepulchral stone; The sting of death would no longer prevail. A glorious word of g......

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...A Lonely House in the Steppe A lonely house in the vast, open land, With an old woman and a sick child at hand. They are the heroes of this tale I weave, To you, dear reader, their story I leav......

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...You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing I call you by name not to possess it but because it is the only prayer I have ever known how to say You are the sea—each wave not an argume......

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...And Men, have you no honor? Sagging your dignity below your knees, You walk shirtless, muscles exposed, as though your body were an idol to be worshipped. lost in a cycle of rebellion mistaken fo......

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...Once, she was the moon that lit my night, A beacon of silver, so soft, so bright. Her laughter—music that haunted my sleep, Her beauty—a secret my heart longed to keep. Through endless streets,......

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...God spoke and created.' Commisioned Moses, and other Prophets who duly narrated.' Men asked for such.' Yet soon changed Their minds.' When comments and guidance didn't match 'With their kind' in p......

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