"belial" poems
The flames branching upwards in a spire
It's cruel twists never seem to tire
A dark soul comes from the fire
It's Sam, a kid they all admire
Fables try to claim thee
Through stories of a tree
Branching upwards in a plea
A widow stares at a stain, left by the rain
Constructs a local fane, all in her saviours name
Caught between the fear and guilt
Of living off someone's fame
Knowing the day it all stops, she'll be engulfed by a flame
Abaddon is calling, Ezekiel is balling
Babylon returns
Mathias saw the world, while Belial just watched it burn
With immense follow through
The path becomes true
As he watches triple 7's disciple scamming for a buck or two
Out on a past due lease
The Man Of Peace
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
Asmodeus is left to breathe nothing but sand
Belial is trickery and is partial to Man
Charon is only influenced by what is paid
Dagon will bake whatever can be made
Erebus guards his own darkness under his own tree
Furfur his army is more legendary as a legion to see
Geryon his sentry at the gates ensures leaving is not right
Hetu-Ahin even whole at Dawn you are not safe at Twilight
Itzcoliuhqui is the ******* of all that is cold
Jezebeth is articulated as all falsehoods that are told
Kasdeya wallowing 5th in line to never be king
Lilith who Adam thought would make him sing
Mephistopheles not the true leader just a fawning servant
Nyx Incestuously in love with her brother Erebus
Orthon can take on any or other form
Philotanus will assist when the fortress is to be stormed
Qanel is alone in a canal of strife
Raum his command means Furfur is under the knife
Seth Rules the Egyptian underworld with an iron fist
Tando Ashanti Takes seven on seven and will never miss
Uphir will ensure that all Demons stay well
Vetis will make sure all that Holy comes to Hell
Wele Gumali is as black as the darkest sin
Xaphan makes sure that all are comfy and warm within
Yama has dogs to take care of all the junk
Zagam is just a drunk
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 5:48 AM UTC
I see you in the sky ,
Far, afar off.
I watch you from the earth,
Far, afar off.
Brightness enlightens the
vicinity from the grip of
elemental forces,
Enveloping the entire arena and
beyond like the mother hen
brooding her children out
of the reach of seducing eyes
of a roaming hawks in the
sky.
Your dome-shaped entity
distinctively standing aloof
like a magnificent rotunda
palatial in the Arabian oasis.
Thirty nights of illumination,
When we spreads our mats
to narrate tale under your
watchful eyes.
When elders recounts narrative
and ancient panorama of
yesteryears.
When we clap,
When we sing,
When we dance
In the womb of your greatness.
Thirty nights of total darkness,
When lanterns endlessly
searches for light to
extinguish darkness,
When the night-callers
terrorizes our quietness,
When the guardsmen work
like wild wolves to fish
out the sons of Belial,
When the night impels babies
to retire to their cradles,
When the wiles of darkness
inculcate an aura of fear into
our minds.
Prolong your circles and
brighten our hope.
You produces light,
You illuminates season.
Your neighbor reigns over
days,
While you control the affairs
of darkness.
Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC
In the Darkness I smile
knowing all the while
deep inside my inner child
lies lust and danger ever wild
A breath of air I do mark
for if not to fight I do bark
if not for purpose on a lark
I do act like the shark
I chew and spit and cry out loud
adrenaline veins stain my shroud
destroy the living I have vowed
the lives of kings are strong and proud
My magic bullet knows no bounds
I hunt bloodthirsty like the hell hounds
and in the air you hear my sound
as I hunt and take my quarry down
Anger surges inside of me
yet deathly still I can be
invisible as to not see
the moment of deaths pedigree
You may see me in your dreams
or in shadow as it may seem
black scales and midnight gleam
a ray of darkness or evil scream
Hope fades waning in the light
when evil wings do take flight
storm clouds rising bring the blight
screams of anguish in the night
Temptation brings a soul to steal
great white hunts unknowing seal
darkness hides thus won't reveal
one of the seven, named Belial.
Death toll climbing as is willed
fallow soul left unfulfilled
guilt pollutes decay instilled
no goodness left when we have killed
Humanity I cry, let thou be warned
when thou livest a life of scorn
a lie be a dagger like an acorn
where a tree from a seedling leaves are born.
Mar 1, 2010
Mar 1, 2010 at 7:43 PM UTC
You still don't get it, do you?
I don't like your godly love
Or godly flowers
Or godly proposals
Or godly weddings.
****** hell
I don't like anything that is
godly.
Call me in the middle of the night
at 3 AM, perhaps
call me and talk to me about
your dreams and nightmares
and fears and dreams back again.
Introduce me to your demons.
I would love that.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
...and there she stands as if on air
A light wind blowing through her hair.
A Demi Queen..
..using language that is so obscene
I have to turn away.
But she seems to know the words I want to say..
,,whip me.strip me
Pip me to the post.
After all I am first and foremost a male of the species
She's
A dark Demon who seems bent on my fall.
The Demi Queen is just a dream but the tracks across my back from the belial, belie the fiction as a fact..
..and later...
..As I sit upon the kitchen floor and look at my reflection in the safety glass of the gas oven door,
I wonder why I dream of pain and wonder,hope I'll dream again of wanton lust.
In the dust I shake off from my clothes I rise again but know she knows I wait for her to float in on the evening air.
And in the slip of moulding clay I'll feel the whip again
today, and in the meantime I shall pray.
Jul 14, 2012
Jul 14, 2012 at 10:29 AM UTC
*Your votes could have established dark powers over all control,
Such votes could have made the smallest part exceed the whole.
Only groundless clamoring’s do the protests approve,
Instead, now the power is ours to punish and to remove.
But now false gods and evil cast their wares and express,
Defending their own evil servants or their own rhetoric’s distress.
Oh that my powers of saving truth were not confined,
I’d show you how you are being forced to believe that evil is best for your mind,
Making an example out of every one of our kind.
Must I at length wield the sword of justice and then withdraw?
Ore the cursed effects of trying to confuse the law!
How ill our fates are by their blood thirsty scam.
Beware my people! Of the fury of a patient man.
The law is what patience requires, watch the law show her single face.
And don’t be content to depend purely on grace.
Oh yes, her words are always true with a glaring eye,
She can erase terror and she will never die.
By their own evil arts 'tis her righteousness decreed,
Those dire artificers of lies shall finally be the ones to bleed.
Against themselves their own witnesses will swear,
Till viper-like their sinister plot they themselves shall be ensnared.
For they **** from the nutrients of their own ****** gore
Which was always their principle of the evil long before.
With Belial and with Belzebub they themselves will fight,
Once comrades, now foes, even their foes shall do them right.
Do not doubt this event as felicitous mouths engage,
They tell lies and show only of their own brutal rage.
Then let them all take their own resisted course,
To Guantanamo to finally find their long deserved remorse.
But when they stand up all breathless late at night,
Let their guilt rise up in them with redoubled might.
For lawful is powerful and still is still superior all around.
Even when long driven back at length it must stand its ground.
They all took their oath and gave their solemn consent,
So there will be no appeals under this firmament.
Henceforth a series of new times shall begin,
Though many painful years in long procession has woefully ran.
Once more this nation will be restored,
And all other nations will know the law is our lord.*
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
All my life I've walked in darkness
beneath the dreamers mocking smile,
as they slept the sleep of angels
and I'm awoken by Belial.
Too many daemons haunt me
I'm too far gone to er' be saved.
too many voices screaming
and too many times I've caved.
All my life I've walked in darkness
as the dreamers turned blind eyes,
and the angels guard them nightly
from my lord the lord of flies.
Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 6:08 PM UTC
There is a bumper sticker I have seen, it says to "Coexists"
Be one big happy family, make wrath and hate desist
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After all we all are One, members of the human clan
Be all Lovey-Dovey, in the Family of Man
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Excuse me please excuse me, in my Bible I do read
A verse of Scripture plane and True, to this I will take heed
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The verse is from Corinthians, the 2nd Paul did write
I read in chapter six, how I'm to fight the Fight
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Number 14 is the verse, the verse where I will start
Read the chapter to the end...I take his words to heart
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If you think I'll coexists, with a ******* ****** or a Queer
You can think again!...Your Damnation draws so near
2 Cor 6:14-17
14 Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? and what communion hath light with darkness?
15 And what concord hath Christ with Belial? or what part hath he that believeth with an infidel?
16 And what agreement hath the temple of God with idols? for ye are the temple of the living God; as God hath said, I will dwell in them, and walk in them; and I will be their God, and they shall be my people.
17 Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing; and I will receive you,
KJV
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 3:54 AM UTC
This is all wrong...
My magick was naught, but a sad song.
All along, your intentions were wrought with
Rusty prongs
Belial beseeched you so
You put on a thong.
You poisoned my blood,
And though I preached love
I've been forsworn.
It tore me in two,
To no longer belong
Lost in the throng of
Faceless pawns
Tasteless lawns
**** the fruit, lest it pours from a flagon
Lukewarm, like the colostrum
We licked at once we were born.
Before all of this... form
We were one another's pornhub
Maybe I'm just "tootin' my own horn" but,
That's still better than being stillborn.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 2:38 PM UTC
They walk around
naked like apes,
selling themselves for
a few pennies,
their lives empty,
with smoke in
their mouths.
The body system
messed up with
drugs and alcohol.
They have become
pimps and bums,
uneducated,
idiots,
unemployable,
losers,
future convicts,
effeminate,
immature,
no home training,
no future,
an embarrassment
to black culture,
and no father figure.
Didn't know that
they are on
Satan's payroll.
Belial driven,
they unwittingly
enroll in ******
Sagging in vogue,
they pulled down
their pants as a
sign and symbol
of ****** and
making a statement
in recognition
of how degraded
they have become.
They are lost
in the paradise
they were supposed
to live as
prince and princesses.
They can do
better than this,
if only they
can return to
the exulted place
of glory where
destiny awaits.
Stand up again
from where
you have fallen.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 7:49 AM UTC
Sleep deludes my eyes
Brain throbs incessantly
I can hear the silence talk
Behind my ears, endlessly
A dog howls in the distance
The owl hoots its presence
A firefly glows in the corner
Living incandescence
In this strange milieu
The fork tongued one speaks
Emerging from tombs of yore
My poor soul it seeks
I tremble in nameless fear
I know what lies in store
For He is present right here
Just outside my door
The cloven hooves clang
In the stillness of the night
He can smell my fear
He can sense my plight
He shall not take my soul
Down to Hades so deep
For i wont go without a fight
Its not time yet to sleep
I am ready to face Belial
That lewd and insolent God
Those volcanic eyes and talons
Now they scare me naught.
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
magic what?
squares?
sudoku, i mean,
isn't even remotely related
to kabbalistic "magic":
the sort of bum-note
intellectualism in trying
to tune a violin...
2 9 4
the easiest argument from
the qu'ran readers is the common
joke about Moses
taking the distraught path
into the desert for 40 years...
therefore i think the zigzag works...
7 5 3
6 1 8
hell, i'm in the immediate
state of conjuring Belial with
no. 9916 of the times
sudoku puzzle box!
i'll figure it out...
but on the frontline of attempting
to give a ****
about the seven "mystical" seals?
that sort of **** gonna give
you the lament of Solomon
for seeing too much and then...
a harem for a parkbench
scenario as an afterthought?
i honestly think i masturbated
every chance i had when
in the pitiful relationships i was in...
O(micron) falls short of
the idea of sudoku,
hence the equation...
a crude 6... or 9...
depends whether you want
to do cosine or sine inconveninece
of a twirl, abyss...
and ziggy-ziggy...
"crude" 6
visualisation, beginning with
dissecting omicron,
ending in eastern european
symbol for multiplication (⋅)...
which, in orientating one's
optics with a sudoku,
becames a #,
get the picture?
they teach the algebra variant
of "x" in catholic schools
for the term: multiplication...
scarred, for the rest,
of my ******* life!
now... back to no. 9916.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 7:45 PM UTC
OBJECTION OVERRULED
I.
Inside a Cimmerian dark gloomy court of
demons and demon Lords.
Sat quietly a soul.
Bound down with a heavy chain.
II
All hope gone.
All strength drained.
Tears dribbles down his check.
Calmly he await the final verdict of death.
Soon to be passed by Satniel himself.
III.
All around, lays in abundance strange tongue which spew webs of dark lies.
Not an advocate,
No not one to take his side.
Quietly the lonely soul await death.
Iv.
Jubilation and merriment
Fills the court-room as the devil's exchange gifts with joy.
Omaimon,Paimon,Arithorn,Asmodee Belial and Santael and other principalities where all present drinking from the horns of the fallen dragon.
V.
"Rejoice" says a beast "for a lawful captive he be".
"This soul so precious to the lion of judah is ours...and ours forever".
Visible trembling from all pillars,
As deep throaty laughter threatens to pull all hangings apart.
Vi.
Suddenly, a quiet hush upon the whole assembly falls.
Time paused.
Like a blurry vision reality seems to have been held down by an immortal grip.
Brightness flood the whole assembly of conspiracy.
Then a voice as thick as the pillars holding the earth thundered
"Set the captive free"
"Ahhh"!!! Objection my lord
Roared a price of Persia.
"For one reason too many......"
"OBJECTIONS OVERRULED" Thundered arch prince ORIEL visible coal of fire Kindle by his breath spark and dance into infinity.
vii.
"Bring forth the letters of accusations",
"Bring forth the scroll of condemnation",
"Where are the evidence of his crimes"?,
"Bring forth the witnesses"
"Where be his death warrant"?,
"Bring them here to the foot of the cross and set them all Ablaze"!!!!
viii.
"Set them all on fire"!!!
"Because JESUS the CHRIST of God Is Born"!!!! He rules supreme above all hordes and power".
A heavy thud sounded on the skull littered prison cell.
There and then my chains lays broken.
My prison doors shattered to a thousand pieces
"I AM FREE"!!!! !!!!!!!!
"JESUS IS BORN HALLELUJAH"!!!!!!!!
"I AM FREE".
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC