"defeater" poems
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Narcissistic -
Empathetic;
Automatic
Narcoleptic:
To the dreamers
Divine deceivers
A Sublime message,
The faith's receiver'
Understanding lonesome
Psychic sleepers;
The Destroyers'
Disguised Defeater.
Naturalistic,
Apathetic -
Neolithic?
Unrealistic.
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Jun 16, 2023
Jun 16, 2023 at 10:48 AM UTC
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, never and I mean ever skip a song because of a childish intro!!!LISTEN TILL THE END:>
blame me for my blind eye
hesitant on the hearing not the see it dies
blame me on the reason
my last years gone depressed season
began so dull so dumb a childish try
turns out to be so **** hard to deny
drunk on the chorus that switches its motives
its so called focus
pleasant for the ear
a fancy for the crescent defeater
one with a furious raged demeanor
on the mind a wild falling pleader
thief of previous cherry symphonious instrumental feeder
to be a runaway to the arrogant feels a betrayal
when it absolutely sways the Venuses to the ultimate portrayal
to be so precious a part in the hallway gone crazy gone jealous
to be so malefic in the addicting becoming a bit waste of the Chellos
to be so lonely on the glared faults
on the failed dreams of filling constant thoughts
repressed upon charmed up lingering past fonts
plastered on the admit
flustered on the submit
a fine line between
some
savior a haven an unknown felon
some
killer a torturer soured up lemon
------ravenfeels
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 12:31 PM UTC
Oh, of the powers acting onto our world,
There exist seven powers, those which are stronger,
Much more dominate than the others,
These seven powers, they live with us, affect us,
Fear them, understand them, embrace them.
Oh the sea, the first of the greatest powers,
The sea, destroyer of sediment, home of many,
The sea is to be loved, worshipped,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the sea, understand the sea, embrace the sea.
Oh the wind, the second of the greatest powers,
The wind, vanquisher of creation, realm of none,
The wind is to be relished, awed,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the wind, understand the wind, embrace the wind.
Oh the earth, the third of the greatest powers,
The earth, demolisher of itself, domain of many,
The earth is to be valued, appreciated,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the earth, understand the earth, embrace the earth.
Oh the fire, the fourth of the greatest powers,
The fire, conqueror of vegetation, province of none,
The fire is to be respected, coveted,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the fire, understand the fire, embrace the fire.
Oh the nature, the fifth of the greatest powers,
The nature, defeater of construction, territory of many,
The nature is to be cared for, protected,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the nature, understand the nature, embrace the nature.
Oh the dark, the sixth of the greatest powers,
The dark, dominator of hope, dominion of none,
The darkness is to be dreaded, envied,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the dark, understand the dark, embrace the dark.
Oh the light, the last of the greatest powers,
The light, subjugator of despair, provider of many,
The light is to be cherished, revered,
For it is alive, and it is worthy of its power,
Fear the light, understand the light, embrace the light.
Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 9:07 AM UTC
Oh Allah, you are the most precious, the greatest and defeater of malicious,
Always guiding and inspiring your beloved,
Oh Allah I want to be whom you love,
I love you and hope to praise you as you want,
My pleasure is realizing who you are,
The one I'm fighting and still living for, I'm sure and so positive I am is you are,
The guardian of his true believers,
The only who knows fakers and reveals deceivers,
Oh Allah, why do not they wonder what life is for,
Just living and drinking alcohol !
There is a rainbow around every corner "they say",
What comes after the reckless play. "says me"
No Wonder if They Ponder Life ...
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 9:54 AM UTC
the feeling of my body being
eaten away at
from the inside out
was
like the comfort of home
and the familiar feel
of a bed worn in
from
19 years of life.
the waves of dizziness
were waves of dreams
where I was
a horribly
disfigured version of myself,
but somehow a version
that I preferred.
the slow and weak
movements of
my body were signs
of strength
and a job well done,
not something
to be ashamed of.
my body was the enemy
and I
was determined to be
the defeater
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
Let the quiet triumph come
As the darkness starts to drum
Seeing metal as it clashes
As the days turn into ashes
Love had been so bright
On this dreadful fate-less night
What happened to that day?
As we all began to pray
For our lives to meet the latter
Watched our time begin to shatter
In this life with no defeater
As we listened to the meter
As it began to dim so low
As we thought what we didn’t know
As our time turned the bend
We knew this was the end...
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC
I had already felt the strain
Time pressed on though, rope was frayed
Acting commenced, Loving partner of anguish
Gravity sat back, as we improvised this play
"Parody!"
Laughing
"With, or at?"
If the rope of reason gives way
Could we compose conclusions,
Or even; Correct convictions
That have been nursing dry
"What do you feel at this moment?"
"Confusion"
**"Your so **** predictable!"**
To what angle had this slanted?
To what ground had it fell?
To what will choose this cancer?
**"Hahahaha You! dumb *** you!"**
From blackness, I knew no whole
I am the pig that grew it's wings
The meaning of life in bite sized pieces
Lights, triumphant defeater
**"Your a ****
When did the devil
Become so large
That he needed
Both shoulders for dwelling?
"You are a puppet to yourself"
"Now amuse me"
Tear drop slips down a crevice
Tempting tongue of captive man
He once knew, he once knew
But now rests, In quickest sands
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 2:09 PM UTC
With all of the power with the Consuming Fire,
With all of the power with the death Defeater
With all of the power with the Spirit of Wisdom,
It’s all on me to decide
Am I bonded by the chains of sin?
Am I a slave with no chains for the death Defeater?
Will The grace of the Consuming Fire be my master?.
As slavement lives and takes, slavement will never die, till the day that sins dies. Till that day Bond servant, I will thrive to be, bond to thrive, to thrive is for the Consuming Fire, from darkness I once came, now from the fire I'm reborn to long live as a **** servant.
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 4:17 AM UTC
There were hills on hills on hills
And desire that nonstop spills
Runs down my legs to the floor
Once strong legs now sore
There was sweat that built
And beauty that me killed
Slays me on the bed
Pillow encroached by my head
There were mountains and more
Traversing was most pleasant chore
Whose peaks were red and base white
Which were held by me all the night
And the mountains met my body
And I couldn't stop my lauding
Words broke out from my mouth
Then I visited the country south
That sheath, that wonderful invisible
That head on top so visible
The member to meet her
The man-defeater
There was a statue on the day bed
More beautifully sculpted than the David
She was a moment, a wonder, a blessing
A memory awaiting caressing
A photo beyond my description
Light made its prescription
To love and to cherish the treasure
That exceeds all possible measure
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
Hear the true word in Jesus' name
Life or death
It's your choice
Live or let die?
Dead to sin
This is Gods win
To say nothing is the same
as a lifelong lie
To not tell someone about the truth you know in Christ Jesus
"Oh but" it's always "because"
No! Rebuke the temptation
of the comforts within
Excuse the excuses once again
Remember Luke 17 verse 3
Forgive your friend
Tell of the Love that wins
For God is love and Jesus has won
Forgiveness is key
Give God glory
Commit to the great commission
For God is the defeater of sin
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 12:12 AM UTC
imagine in the dead underneath
a ghost
of every lie ever told.
you were always best at
turning brides to widows.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
In the middle of a war,
maybe with no shore.
Not a defeater.
But no better.
Weary with no sword.
Not metres apart from being floored.
Stuck in the thought spiral.
Tears filled in a barrel.
Your arrival, a hope,
like a climb up rope.
Still in the fight.
Now standing upright.
A finger on the trigger,
with you as my aiding pillar.
Jul 27, 2020
Jul 27, 2020 at 10:31 PM UTC