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Best Poems Written by Sheol Moribund

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Crimsom Beauty

My  tears fall like the petals of a red rose.
Soon the floor will be covered in it's crimson beauty.

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Half Past Sunset

Its’ half past sunset and
The wind really blows cold.
No time left for memories 
And I am truly old.
Gravestones mark the path
That I must traverse.
Every shadow seems ominous and
Wraiths stalk like a curse.
So quickly I travel the distance,
From the gates of the entombed.
After all, what else is left for 
Someone who is doomed.

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The Chip On My Shoulder

The chip on my shoulder, was the missing piece of the cross ---
Jesus took it off on that day, I accepted Him as my Holy Boss ---
People often told me that someday someone would knock it off ---
All I would do is smile, when they lectured me with their scoff ---
The Lord was waiting for that joyous and special day ---
When I accepted for my salvation the life, the truth and the way ---
I felt a heavy burden of sin being lifted from my troubled soul ---
On that day, when that chip of wood made the cross complete and whole.

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This Spiritual Armor

My physical armor lays in decay and waste-
Death's bitter aroma has filled this place.

Only memories exist of battles won-
To conduct my duties, until all is done.

Never to retreat, surrender or run in fear-
Rather to stand firm and know that God is near.

So do not put faith in armor made by man-
Instead use the spiritual armor,
provided by God's hand.

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The Tears of Yours

Dear Lord, my eyes are swollen and bloodshot,
from crying over you ---
I pray all day, yet I still don't know
what I should do ---
The sky is vacant of Angels and the
sun is nowhere to be found ---
So, I pray that before I die, I will hear
Gaberiel's horn's sacred sound ---
All the gold and silver has lost
the beauty of it's gleam ---
The many stars in the heavens,
have diminished in their beam ---
So please dear Jesus, if I may ask
just one final favor? ---
That I might wash out the sins from my eyes,
with the tears of yours, my Savior.

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Ibis Ad Crucem

The day that Pilate helped sentence
Jesus to the cross ---
People were proclaiming, that Ceaser
was their only boss ---
Although Pilate argued for Jesus
life to be spared ---
Few showed any mercy and even
less expressed that they cared ---
Finally after several attempts to save
Jesus from a cruel death ---
Pontius proclaimed IBIS AD CRUCEM
and then held his breath ---
Christ was led away and crucified
for all to see ---
With the sign above His head, INRI;
which was prophisied to be.

Notes: IBIS AD CRUCEM MEANS: YOU SHALL GO TO THE CROSS
          INRI MEANS: JESUS OF NASERETH, KING OF THE JEWS

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Pushing

I'm not pushing forward to get ahead.
I'm pushing forward,
so THEY can't pull me back.

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For All Eternity

My faith is true and very real.
Because it's to God that I appeal.
Not to a statue, angel or a saint,
nor anything man could sculpt or paint.
Rather I pray to the Holy Trinity.
That provides salvation for all eternity.

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My Life

My life is an onion, peel it.

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The Harsh Reality

Incarcerated in a prison of one’s tortured and twisted mind
Is worse than any physical chamber that you could find.

Languishing in an existence that fades in and out of reality
With only turmoil and a total deficiency of tranquility.

Fortunately as your mind decays and deteriorates into the void
You embrace the phenomena that most people try to avoid.