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it's just us in this hazy bedroom. me & you, your mouth & my neck. i know that these bruises are the kind only love leaves. your teeth, they sink into my skin like i am a fruit forbidden from your tongue, like i am a fruit you needed to taste even if it meant succumbing to the shame of sin.

but there is no shame here, & i'm only allowed to glow, i'm only allowed to sing (to bleed) when you leave me little stab wounds onto my bare skin with the sharp edge of your canines. with your animalistic passion. & when *** turns the other way, my nails scrape your skin, digging through your flesh to search for the paradise that lies underneath. you ask if i have ever felt so holy, & i can only respond with this hot spring of tears down my cheeks & eyes that beg you to devour me.

you stab your way into my fallen kingdom. you wash over my collapsed temples. you bite into my fruit. you cry amen & my choir follows suit.
please don't bite
Serena Nov 25
And then there was nothing
And then there was everything
Serena Nov 18
And when you have no one to turn to
You will turn to me
And you will beg for my forgiveness
And I will heal you from your own doings
ATILA Nov 13
I hate how some humans
Take religion as a barbican
To hide their devil moan
Making people believe on them
With I-Love-*** as a slogan
Little did people know
That these humans give satan their vow
Every single day, every single night
Considering satan as partner of candlelight
Fulfilling satan’s needs
With gestures of evil deeds
But are not judged by people
Cause they have religious eye-lids.

Their hearts are rotten like scorn flesh
Disgusting as maggots die consuming that trash
Their minds are undoubtly abnoxious
Visualizing how to make world hideous
They utilize pious mannequin
And hide their monstrous beings
Yes these creatures exist on earth
Whom cause pre-armageddon to burst.
It took me a long time to write a poem with this theme so yeah, hope it doesn't flop!
James Study Nov 12
we missed you friend
come see everyone
come back and begin
your journey done
  
come tell the years
of a world corrupt
leave behind your fears
your faith well put
  
the search make strong
your belief has stood
*** always along
he said he would
  
we welcome you
and all you have found
the one thing you know
your faith still sound
Johnny walker Nov 12
All the same day after day
nothing changed In any
way everything just as
before but for the deathly
silence that falls around
me now

Do find It so difficult day
after day nothing changed
only I can't get used you
not being here with me
knowing I'll never see your
face or touch your
hand

Day after day nothing changed
It's not like a break up there's
always chance to get together
again or at least see each other
passing whilst walking In the
street

Day after day nothing changed
but for the fact, you've
gone from this life no coming
back ever again, your time
done and with It our life
together

Day after day nothing changed
apart from Its is said If we are
lucky to reach Heaven we will
have a ready-made partner
If can't have my own good lady
back, all I can say Is Heaven


"FORGET ABOUT IT"
If I live an after llife without my wife but as some religious peoples believe s ready-made partner forget about It
Lexie Oct 25
You know the place of every star and sinner
Still you love me as if I was with those enthronged in the sky
By the grace of him enthroned in the heavens
I am but a grave away
From multitudes of angels
Oh have mercy on me today
Teach me mercy for tomorrow
Just a few thorns in my palms
As was the crown upon your head
Worthless sinner that I am
Every day a weight and measure
A talent for my humanity
A farthing for my soul
Sixpence for a lifetime
A penny for your thoughts
You robed in white
I  clothed in my nakedness
Such as the eternal made me
So shall he find me
Today will be the day I learn to kneel
A bent knee
A sacrifice
Humility in my heart
This is a bit different than my usual style... would love to hear some feedback
I killed the famous
Gypsy woman
on the boogie street.
My darling
Everybody saw me,
dressed as a religious man.
Everybody knows
I work till nine.
But it was two in the morning
and I killed
the famous gypsy woman.
My darling
Look at me,
Look at me and tell me
Have I loved you enough? &
Have I made it real?
My darling
Everybody knows
you want it darker
&
Everybody saw,
I killed the famous
Gypsy woman
on the boogie street...



- Samar Charulingah Godfrey
Lydia Oct 15
Let’s **** ***

We made a game out of it
Who can make it to heaven hiding a pistol in their sock
What can you hide from ***? What silver bullet?
What radiation?
What rage slowly leaking out of our veins and into the soil

I am that one night stand that *** wants to dissolve in ethanol
So here I am running out of his apartment while he is still asleep
I’m late for work,
I’ve lost a shoe

My friend took medication
He said it helped but he went to bed crying

Dear Mom,
Please send Ibuprofen
I promise I’m listening to the doctors,
I love you

We just wanted to ask *** what test was worth this
We felt worthless
My body gave up in the hospital bed
I left my arm tangled up in the sheets
I left part of myself on the waiting room floor
The first time it snowed in Atlanta
The one time we said grace before dinner

*** made miracles and *** made mountains and *** made mistakes
Let him rip the steroids out of my veins and make me human again
Not this half cyborg, half dead, half human
Mostly bad at math...
Let me be holy again
This is a ****** prayer

This is poison
He wanted to **** *** with poison,
Slowly, like when he was afraid my liver would rot
I had dreams about my feet growing necrotic
He held my hand
It wasn’t enough

The first time I went to the hospital without my dad
My doctor told me how composed I was in the waiting room
Are you kidding me?
You can’t cry while you rattle off the pain killers you’ve taken
You can’t cry while you try to make peace with anything that might make this stop
Stop

Stop listening!
This silence is sickening
He isn’t there
If he ever was, he left us like socks hanging on a clothesline
*** forgot and moved away
Nobody bought the house
You stepped in quick sand and we’re stuck here because I will not leave you
But we have been left alone

*** is a force I cannot believe in
But I keep getting told that he’s watching me anyways
So I still pray
Dear ***, let my father get home safely
Dear ***, guide my little sister
Dear ***,
Good luck getting my hair out of your shower
Please comment :)
Anne J Oct 8
THORNED CROSS OF SCARLET TEARS,
OH HOW THY HAVE KNEELED TO THOU THROUGHOUT THE YEARS.
THOU SMOOTH BEADS THAT SWIRL AROUND THOU NECK OF THE HOLY SON,
OH HOW THY HAVE REPEATED “OUR FATHERS” AND “HAIL MARYS” FOR THOU PATRIARCHAL CREATOR ABOVE.
LOVING HANDS THAT SHALL SHOW THOU THE LADDER TO HEAVEN,
OH HOW THY BELIEVES WINGS WILL PREVAIL OVER THOU TAIL OF SATAN.
CIRCLES OF GOLD AND ASCENDED WINGS,
OH HOW THY AWAITS FOR THOU REDEMPTION THOU SHALL BRING.
FEMININE CANDLES TO AWAIT THOU FEMININE ACT OF BIRTH,
OH HOW THY LIFTS THE FOUR CANDLES FOR ALL THOU IS WORTH.
THE WINE THAT CAME FROM THOU WATER,
OH HOW THY SHALT TELL THOU MIRACLE TALE TO THOU DAUGHTER.
WHITE AND BLUE ROSES OUR LADY OF HELP REQUESTS AT HER FEET FOR HER BIRTHDAY,
OH HOW THY BUYS FLOWERS FOR THOU NEXT TIME THY AND THOU MEET.
HEART PROTECTED BY THE SHIELD OF THE HOLY SPIRIT’S GUIDANCE,
OH HOW THY NEVER BECOMES A VICTIM TO SUBSIDENCE.
WATER THAT SWIRLS INTO THE BLOOD OF CHRIST,
OH HOW THY REMEMBERS HOW THE SON SAVED US IN SIGHT.
BREAD THAT ENTERS THE BODY AND THUS THE SON HIMSELF,
OH HOW THY REMEMBERS TO REFLECT IN THYSELF.
EYES TOWARDS THE SKY IN HOPE OF MIRACLES,
HOW THE LIGHT IN THY VISION RETURNS SYMMETRICAL.
PAIN THAT DISAPPEARS LIKE THE AIR FROM THY LUNGS,
OH HOW THY REJOICES WITH THE WORDS THAT ROLL OF THY TONGUE.
PRAYING FOR THE HOPE THAT THOU SAVIOR PUSHES UNTO THY SOUL,
OH HOW THY GETS CLOSER TO THY GOAL.
REMEMBERING THE GRIM THAT THE CRUCIFIXION CAUSED THE SON WITH GRACE,
OH HOW THY IS STRUCKEN WITH TEARS DOWN THY FACE.
INVISIBLE MORTAL WINGS THAT SHALL ONE DAY BE SEEN AND RISE ABOVE,
OH HOW THY BELIEVES IN THE REDEMPTION BY THE DOVE.
I did this for a religion project last month, but had to scrap it and do a "I believe" statement instead. I didn't want this to go to waste, so here you go!
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