Divinus poems on Hello Poetry

jeffrey robin Jun 2014

divinus

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The girl with opened eyes

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Writes a poem

(     The wind contains     )

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There ARE  true feelings

(     Have you heard  ?     )

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That there is a truth to LOVE ?

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The mountains are filled with MOUNTAIN MEN

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The lovely ladies kiss the moon

The simple child no longer cries

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The simple tale

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The song that drifts o'er the countryside

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The scent of blossoms

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The courage of saints

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The loving lady with opened eyes

Wilkes Arnold Apr 2021

Messed Up

He cannot hear
I just now realized
He's deaf to it, it's all disguised
Everything, all of it, is crystal unclear
What's up is down and what's far is near

The radio boils
The microwave sings
The telephone listens, while his ear rings
But he hasn't noticed, his ignorance is loyal
To his strange world of backwards turmoil

His eyes tear up
At the toasters dull ding
Oblivious though, to orchestral strings
Crescendoing, divinus, in joyous buildup
An Ode only heard as a course hiccup

Puts books to his ear
But hears no voice
Thumbs through jibberish, but his hands hold Joyce
The steak tastes like spam and the wine of beer
He's deaf to it, all of it, everything I fear

He runs in squares
And lounges in circles
Tears down hopes, and builds up hurdles
Will flail in shallow water and fall up stairs
Then write love letters to hate-affairs

Has two left feet
And no right moves
His rhythm and soul have lost their groove
It's tragic, greek, a heart that offbeat
Might mistake victory and chance for fate and defeat.

He's wrong. What's more?
He's oxymoronic
His light-hearted prose are mostly sardonic
Wouldn't know an apple from an adonic core
Or discordant beats from euphonic score.

He's deaf to it,
Yes ears and all.
Despite what words I might here scrawl.
It will never get through to that dumb misfit
He's deaf and blind and full of ****.

The ending is a work in progress

#messed #up #backwards #awareness #deaf #blind #numb #hear

jeffrey robin Jun 2014

divinus # 2

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We are angels

We are not really men at all

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The fact is  :

We never would have come up with this idea we have
of
falling in love
on our own

we must be being brain - washed in some way
as
The notion is clearly ridiculous

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Who taught us we should live in the jails
of
countries
religions
race
etc
?

These are clearly alien thought forms meant to enslave
&
take us from our true identities

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We struggle to decide which of totally false ideas are true
such as
capitalism vs communism
left vs right
etc

when we know that we shouldn't even go there at all

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We actually watch television ! !!!!

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We eat perverted DNA altered ****
become obese and get sick & die

Like it's okay

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We are angels

Not men

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We are of a completely different reality

IF YOU WANT TO

YOU CAN BECOME WHAT YOU ARE

first

You must stop being what you are not

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THIS IS A PAID POLITICAL ANNOUNCEMENT
AND THE SUPREME COURT HAS RULED I
DON'T HAVE TO TELL YOU WHO' S PAYING ME
!

SO *******!

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This is an example of what I mean

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jeffrey robin Aug 2014

A ****** poem

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In praise of DIVINUS

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I walk with measured steps
Thru the childhood days

Past the **** heads dying in the park
Thru to the cutters and the depressed kids

Who write of lovelessness
Here on hello poetry

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On the brink of World War III
Wounded to the very heart

Telling of the pain of Loneliness
(   Such deep and penetrating loneliness. )

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The tenemented poverty
The isolation

The continuous onslaught
The reverberations

The utter lack of hope
The utter abandonment of faith

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The frighten refusal to see
The universality of the dissolution

The pandering to collectivity
The "me-too" egoism

That says
Sadness is enough
misery is qualification enough

The lack of rebelliousness
The turning of suffering into normalcy

The steady worship of authority
The denial that there will be a reckoning tomorrow

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All the hippies are gone
Replaced by violent lovers and *** addled addicts

The plight of lemmings
Going over the cliff
Into the sea

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Dear people
There is

Something
Much better

Much finer
Neater

More holy
And satisfying

Than to simply
await death

While telling each other
Nothing of significance

Wilkes Arnold Apr 2021

Shallow Waters

He cannot hear
I just now realized
He's deaf to it, it's all disguised
Everything, all of it, is crystal unclear
What's up is down and what's far is near

The radio boils
The microwave sings
The telephone listens, while his ear rings
But he hasn't noticed, his ignorance is loyal
To his strange world of backwards turmoil

His eyes tear up
At the toasters dull ding
Oblivious though, to orchestral strings
Crescendoing, divinus, in joyous buildup
An ode only heard as a course hiccup

Puts books to his ear
But hears no voice
Thumbs through jibberish, but his hands hold Joyce
The steak tastes like spam and the wine of beer
He's deaf to it, all of it, everything I fear

He runs in circles
And sits in squares
Drowns in shallow waters and falls upstairs
Nothings left of romance when passion dulls
But crippled hopes and shattered hulls

He cannot hear
He just now realized
He's deaf to it, it's all disguised
Everything, all of it, is crystal clear
What's up is down and what's far is near

Ending is a work in progress

#shallow #waters #hear #ear #deaf #backwards #awareness

God's Oracle Dec 2019

~Crossing The Vail~

The ever consuming defying darkness that envelops my inner mind I know I found a reason to be guided by the Light
Desperation blindness the shades portrayed by an omnious shade of black
I begin to realize am beginning to lose sight
Slowly my consiousness slipping and yet I try to fight
The feelings of impending horror masquerading in the Night
Diabolic Phantoms and the foul creatures that consume Life
A myraid shrouded in myself...image
The Dark Imminent Forces that shape my formless soul for I am still a Celestial Body A part of the Powers of Heaven & Hell inside my Shrine...
I am slowly becoming a Beast an Accursed Temple slowly being consumed by Hollows Of Sloth Wrath Pride Insolence Vanity and Treachery
I have learned to communicate with this Deviants and Spirits and Fallen Angellic Servants that sense and feed of my channeling ports of light & dark energy many occult practices I have performed in my past... for I have a relationship with the Lord Of Hosts but also able to manifest and perform the most primordial evil in it's truest form...I have 2000 Entities working for me with me within and outside me...for they where created thru my will and enslaved by my spiritual might and power of my ability to transfer, communicate, act, manipulate, transfigurate and absorb aura, energy and light and dark alike...Beyond that veil of dreams there is a enormous spiritual realm that I have explored I have stepped and walked among God's presense and I am also allowed and able to walk among the demonic for I fear neither for I have the balance of each spirit. Ashetak, Ahxer,Alleauous...
Beheel,Bruthmok,Balruk...
Cromm,Creaudus,Chem...
Devek,Delthamy,Desvez...
Efhor,Eshium,Eljair...
Feigh,Feir,Foggothar...
Geth,Gremath,Gashaum...
Helyel,Hydoll,Hosmous...
Ishuk,Ishtar,Isheke'hek...
Jehok,Jamale,Joshiktar...
Keim,Kellem,Kour...
Lous,Lomnk,Lockthall...
Mous,Matreu,Morthor...
Neir,Neus,Nakashek...
Opem,Osuth,Oscurym...
Pethel,Pattux,Peom...
Quar,Quimm,Qhofar...
Rivum,Rievere,Riuk...
Seiff,Shom,Sha'lahaim...
Teur,Toros,Tem...
Velk,Veshkum,Veaish...
Wam,Wes,Wailth...
Xur,Xirith,Xezur...
Zek,Zahar,Zuzu...

Invictum Septum Divinus Algori Forte Irto La Terra
Arteum Sorte Sanctus Deamonus
Ele Dominus Infinitus Capernum ciellis
Temptatium Ode Exertus Creatos
Orde Di A Diaboli Eternum
Ferfeitum Shakath Ambreoise!!!

13th Oracle Of God.

The day shall turn to night and in that
Day even the righteous shall hide from thy Maker.

The Forces I attest to command and be under control of for they use me daily and I use them daily...the way am made to accept my radical calling as a Oracle and Master Of Light & Dark Entities alike.

#powers #in #the #realms

jeffrey robin Aug 2014

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If this were a 3-D painting I'd have an image of an angel
hovering high above and to the right

but then i'd zoom in ( like a movie ) and it would be
a liitle boy with curly hair

looking down and then we'd see the masses
huddling on a fiery plain

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Who are we ?

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no
I won't

I won't enter the fight
I won't invoke some god

I won't find me some leader
To make everything right

I won't paint pretty pictures of men on the plain
Below hovering angels

No I'll speak in soft words
That make everything clear

And lead surely to peace

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WELL
YA AINT GONNA MAKE IT TO HOLLYWOOD !

Someone said

**** !  YOU AINT EVEN GONNA MAKE IN ON
HELP POETRY !

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The long angular day breaks like a little boy life
On American streets

Where red bloodied young bodies lay at the feet
Of the red blooded police men

who earn extra money roaming the COMMENTS SECTION
Looking for MUCRO  DIVINUS and her ****** ilk

And I huddle with my ***** on the infinite sands
Of words that describe youth's wild free passionate
Display of the **** and *** looking for hands
With which to idle friviously away these mindless days

BUT WHY STOP HERE ?

we are beings of power
We can bring forth joy or pain

We can create with any emotion that we so desire to use

We can attain to whatever we desire with simple ease

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I choose to be SIMPLY WHAT I am created to be

And so I am

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and

YOU TOO

Whatever the market will allow

OR

Yes indeed

Something else

Kurt Philip Behm Apr 2020

Divinus

Ambient poetry,
truth on the vine

Words of the moment
—vintage divine

(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)

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