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Ylzm Mar 9
The faithless believe in belief
The idolatry of his will to believe
Preyed upon by Balaam the prophet
Anointed but evil, speaks truth but lies
Promised escape when Tribulation comes
For a fake ticket, the faithless sold his soul

Does a soldier flee when war arrives?
Was not war the call he obeyed?
When sun’s hidden and moon’s fallen
Light shines most bright on darkened Earth
The Covenant is not of bread alone
But surely all shall drink the Cup too

Israel was embittered against Moses
They’re yet slaves, and their burden heavier
Pharaoh hardened, proud and defiant
Egypt ravaged by plagues and ruined
Israel ate unleavened bread and bitter herbs
Unseen, the Angel of Death passed over
Najla Mar 5
She forced me to pray for a god
that never answered my prayers

When I told her that I wish to die,
she told me to recite Al-Ikhlāṣ

In her own eyes,
I was a sinner who didn’t worship
the same imaginary friend as hers

An imaginary friend that let her
steal my innocence instead of saving me
from her cruel hands and piercing eyes

How can I worship a god that
didn’t listen to my desperate cries
when I was abused,
abandoned, and bruised
Well, that was painful to write.
Tony Tweedy Feb 21
Oft have I paused to think upon faith and what makes it strong.
The faith to be wise and to know right from wrong.
No not the faith that gives rise for Gods to be born.
But the strength and belief to fight when I am most torn.
I speak of the faith to believe of who I might be.
The faith to know with conviction its enough to be me.
A faith to be sure and a faith with no doubt.
No mumbles in meekness but a voice raised in shout.
So long since my faith was so raised up on high.
So little belief now that there is nought else but to cry.
What can be done to restore faith that is now lost.
With each thought and contemplation at additional cost.
So low now on faith... did I ever really believe?
Perhaps all along... not faith... but only... self deceive?
How can I live a life where all belief of self has faded away.
To what point, without my own faith, to greet the next day.
Do you ever get lost in never really knowing who you are? Who you were? What do you have left when all you see are the flaws... even seen in hindsight?
And when the Lamb had opened the seventh seal,
There was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour -
I did grab my last chance at God to finally feel,
But after all those fights and battles, I still was proven dour.

Never - I felt myself winning in Death's game of chess;
Even if, I was sometimes pridefully smiling,
Just as like children feeling proudly after doing a remarkable mess;
I wanted to prove myself on Earth while God has been hiding.

All time - I left behind the ridiculous faces,
Painted with pious spirituality from random rapturous riddles
That might fuddle the painful slaves on his laces
To hear the scream of Death as dance-starting fiddles.

Oh, no - I said: Away with all the physicality,
Give me rather knowledge on my own - at least to know -
Who is God and who is Evil if they are real in reality,
To know, these faked battles against Death were not shallow.

All time, I've been annoyed on my road,
Though, it wasn't Death bothering me but my own emptiness,
While others had thousands of funny wishes implored,
I only wished to fetch up with my boredom and lonliness.

Never, I gave up to call the fate upon suffering fights,
To know, whether I would bear another hit - another blow,
Then, for sure it's my final destiny to hear how it invites:
Come, it's the end. I know you've become so tired for now.

And when the Lamb had opened the seventh seal,
There was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour -
And God has been silence all since I've been able to hear,
Say, what's the fate of such a terribly deaf and faithless soul?

"S.D.G" (Soli Deo Gloria) — "To God Alone the Glory"
Inspired by Ingmar Bergman's movie, The Seventh Seal (1957)

Kyra Sep 2019
hell is the static
hell is the dizziness
hell is the tightness in my throat

all i remember from faith is the begging
Isabel Aghahowa Aug 2019
i was born
to be ultimately useless
forthcoming with confusion
self-hatred so ruthless
my anxious bones, so angry and taut
i was born
where tired bones saunter
and stirred into black and unconcerned dips
filled with future's scornful spit, directionless
bashful, lazy
disrespectful, disenfranchised
with a mouthful of hardened snakes
and spiteful chimes

my identity crises  
won’t let me sleep
the permeable molecules of anxiety
will pass through and bite me like fear
my raging inferno
sleeps and rises
as infrequent as self-confidence
i was born
into a noisy world
with a constantly twisting atmosphere
i was born
to be ultimately faithless
alone and grown in the dark
Persephone Jul 2019
Her wings fell away
And she descended into the willow
Screaming for her laughter
And wishing for her hope
She warped into a free fall
Crashing into heartless branches
Grasping for a helpful hand
Engulfed in wordless fear
Forgetting to believe in herself
Aa Harvey Nov 2018
I don’t belong here

The fate of man is to fall into the dirt;
For what we are worth.
I heard it first that we are all creatures of God's Earth,
But he/she has never been seen on a television screen
And all the hope has been taken away from all my dreams.

All I had, I have lost along the way.
No words left to say,
To comfort me each and every day I live in pain.
All along I knew they were wrong,
So I never believed in or sang their worship songs,
Of days that passed away a long time ago.
All they left me with is endless sorrow.

(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey Jul 2018
The end of this beautiful life.

Holding on to the edge of the world
And we are all about to lose our grip!  
Wishing I could have been anywhere else!
When all they told us never cured my fear!

I've been told that this is the beginning of life,
But everything is just not what it seems…
All I wanted was a love to be strong,
But I can never learn how to forgive!

Summer dies and the sun no longer shines,
In this little town I don't call my home.
I've been told that the good will out,
But I can't even stand up, to stand alone!

Feelings change but the day is the same
And I guess that's why nothing will ever change!
All along I knew that they were all wrong,
But I could never find a beautiful way!

Bitter lies are all I have ever heard
And now I never know who I can trust!
In this life we are given just one chance,
But I could never raise a smile to the sun!

Blind my eyes, give me cancerous bones,
It's just another Devil's cunning trick.
They keep on saying that things will get better,
But I have seen so much that I can no longer believe!  

Where is the hope, of which they spoke?
Another promise broken and another disease.  
All that they did never affected me,
It just left a black hole in place of my soul!
In these days of having everything we crave,
Why can I not just get a little hope?

At the end can we stop pretending,
That the better times are up ahead?
I’ve seen you all and I will watch your planet crumble
And I will leave this place to burn and have no regrets!
If all we are is just a dying breed
And we are underneath a dying star!
Why can’t we do what we know we must do?
I guess our greed will leave us all dead in the end!

Humanity, where is the humanity?
We have no reason to carry on.
Our times has come, under a dying sun
And soon we will all just be gone!

Beautiful horizon I see you fading away
And all that’s left is a stump they used to call an oak.
If we can’t stop then what will become of this place?
The pollution mask will not protect you from their smoke.

It’s the end of a beautiful world
And it’s a place I do not even recognize!
It’s evolution and the beginning of a species reborn,
Because in the end all we have left to do is die!

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey May 2018
Romance isn’t dead

Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away,
There lived a young boy, smiling his way through all the pain.
He knew one day that love would shine upon him;
The people saw him suffer, but always with a grin.

Just one boy and just one girl;
An intimate, forgiving, unquestionable religion.
Love, life, death.
Romantic ‘til the end.
Happy being sad;
Confusing to his friends.

Faithless romantic, infamously sad;
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had.
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.

She broke my heart; you won’t see me smile.
The tears you see me crying, were her tears for a while.

Complete devotion, will let you down,
Because love steals your senses
And you crash to the ground.

Faithless romantic, infamously sad;
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had.
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.

Some day soon, she’ll walk back through that door,
But my heart will still beat for her
And someone else will have her love.

Just one day, is all I had,
To show her all I could be, we could be;
We could last right through our deaths.

Faithless romantic, infamously sad;
Faithless romantic, infinitely sad.
Faithless romantic, the only thing I’ve ever had;
Infamously, infinitely, romantic ‘til the death.

(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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