"venge" poems
Shrek is love, I told them, Shrek is dreck, they answer.
So I make this poem, to give them the cancer.
Shrek is life, I’m groaning, while they’re battering me.
I don’t care, I’m flying, over the devilry.
I don’t care that I bleed, because my Shrek is here.
I know he’s behind me, with strong ogre muscles.
He will venge what they did, and feel them with sweet fear.
Stronger than an army, he’s only leaving skulls.
But what if he succumbs, what if he expires ?
No, you cannot get him, he is stronger than God.
Wonder from where he comes, maybe he pulls the wires.
The bullies were all gone, thanks to my green best friend.
And just for all he’s done, friendship does never end.
Shrek is love, Shrek is life, and Shrek is everywhere.
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 9:19 AM UTC
Je festine ici et là
Je festine dans l’au delà
Je festine indécemment
Ma sauvage est de retour.
Je m’accouple aux vents boucs
Je m’accouple aux pluies vipères
Je m’accouple diaboliquement
Ma sage-femme est de retour.
Je sodomise les mares crapauds
Je sodomise les fleuves lézards
Je sodomise exécrablement
Ma guérisseuse est de retour.
Je blasphème aux solstices
Je blasphème aux équinoxes
Je blasphème scandaleusement
Mon infirmière est de retour.
Je me venge en la noyant
Je me venge en la brûlant
Je me venge insidieusement
Mon hérétique est de retour
Je cours après tous onguents
Je cours après tous poisons
Je cours brutalement
Ma dénaturée est de retour.
J’aime sa danse surnaturelle
J’aime ses pas diaboliques
J’aime ardemment
Ma forcluse est de retour.
Je caresse le soufre de son âme
Je caresse son pied gauche
Je caresse amoureusement
Ma Maligne est de retour.
Je m’accointe à sa lumière
Je m’accointe à son derrière
Je m’accointe horriblement
Ma pécheresse est de retour.
Je badine avec la lune
Je badine avec les étoiles
Je badine imprudemment
Ma prêtresse est de retour.
Je pèche des poissons capitaux
Je pèche des poissons capiteux
Je pèche lubriquement
Ma catin est de retour.
Je vénère les toisons
Je vénère les vipères
Je vénère précieusement
Mon dragon est de retour.
Je me frictionne l’entre-deux-jambes
Je me frictionne entre deux outre-tombes
Je me frictionne inlassablement
Mon ombre est de retour.
Je tremble de peur
Je tremble de joie
Je tremble frénétiquement
Ma sorcière est de retour.
Je décharge à tous vents
Je décharge à tout va
Je décharge instantanément
Ma bougresse est de retour.
Je danse en bégayant
Je danse en babillant
Je danse ordement jusqu'au chant du coq
Ma muse est de retour
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 1:55 AM UTC
Some conquered words muster
tithes of despair,
just for their being.
Someday ennoblement will sway,
a candle burning the spittle
of vengeance that should
wear no armour.
Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 2:56 PM UTC
With a shattering smile
You left me in exile
And for you it's been an art
Knowing well it breaks my heart
As into tens of thousand pieces
Until my breath ceases!!
Broken pieces of my heart
That lay scattered as a piece of art
Healed by itself in your thoughts
In a venge to rise against odds in lots
From the floors of time to face
Everything of anything with grace!!
Your choice to leave me forever
Is no more for me a nightmare
As my lone broken heart
Is gutsy enough to face our ways apart
With boldness of ten thousand hearts
Accepting ... somethings... can never be bought!!
Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 10:04 AM UTC
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 12:34 AM UTC
the tree in my throat started budding, i coughed up flowers
shaped like ******* and my doctor
called the government
now they want to sever my neck, count my rings and guess my age
i am afraid the sap will start seeping and i am afraid
that you are committed to the idea of putting your ear against the hole
the government is calling again, this time of an alien kind
they are also curious
i offered them my toes, but only soil drained from my shoes when removed
i guess you’re going to have to sweep more often
dirt, petals, and alien footprints
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC
Wait is the word
heard,
sensed, is, perhaps, the better way to say
wait is the thought
the sign, signal initial init,
to wit,
you, you wit this by your wittiness, as you
wish
you could crawl from the cave
Imagine it were you, bred and fed in dark,
flicker lit shadows on the rocks
name them, name these things you see in
flicker lit shadows on the rocks
Send the hunters now to find them, gift them
fire to see their way,
good light,
gluck, gut gluck
Between the rivers of Babylon, we wept
not for the city, but
for the peace.
Words with out, out with words,
mean meant words, anger, hate
what thought is this in this word hate,
evil, in a word.
taste and see, sweet. Venge again,
love it, love it love it
oops.
Dopamagic
rewarded
safe, senseless, sleep. Wait.
Waiting is, suffer it to be so.
waiting brings no pain,
waiting is watching
Time is spent
perceiving
receiving
conceiving
conceit
deceipitic deception revere
the be guiled named the beguiler
hell is imagined
Satan, the Great Shatan, the deceiver,
the poets who prospered
while lying
and adding lies to the canon included
in the fruit of the tree of knowledge
The unconscienced demi-urge, oh Jah,
in a word
hmmmm in Polynesian POV
Imaginary hells work, why then,
should no trials imagining
heaven work as well?
The old man at the back, raises one digit,
he bids us wait, and
slowly rises
full height, he is not bent with care,
flicted with spotty doubt nor
wavering aim.
You, also know,
Christ had no mythology.
you know that. You know that.
you know
absolute knowledge
you trust that's known, right.
you trust that's known right.
No, you don't.
I do.
You must wait to prove me wrong.
Meanwhile,
watch and see.
Nov 6, 2018
Nov 6, 2018 at 7:28 PM UTC
Broken by black bottles of Addiction. I hold the OTHERS hand
and cry for Her.
She is a snow leopard amongst lesser pray.
Now hunted by the Unwilling
White rifle with cross hairs focused upon Heaven's growl
I stand in the open fields of Mercy
and Looking UP, say "Praise"!!
Praise,
Unique unto itself,
Good, and only Good
No Higher purpose, than to bless the Unhidden It is the Gift of the Collective
Choice of a venge filled Hate, does not a God create. Nor does it erase doings of things unnamed
Mercy is the anointer of Blessing the creator of God
only Miracle Mercy can Give Life It is the requirement of initiation
Soft hand on my left shoulder.. lady in a blue dress.
she stands with me
in understanding
"I never did anything Wrong"
they proudly chant ... and pay big money for it gift of Friendship... those Words were mine never stolen, they were a Gift of caring
Hand of the Eternal
you See the Heart of Goodness flaming High do not let the Life of NEW God be ended.. This name is Holy, This Name is JOY.
Peace in JOY.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
It's either love or vengeance
No healing in between
Because love
is not a sickness and vengeance
My friend cannot be healed.
Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 12:45 AM UTC
I attack
I venge
I yearn
I attack all foes
all high and low alike
I venge against
betrayers of good faith
I yearn to repair
my name to good repute
All the donned blows
fail to extinguish
the lamp that retains
the rage which
empowers the burn
for my god
carries on belligerent
men pretend to know me
they are more in tune
with their own doubts
their own trepidations
I neither doubt
nor insult
nor injure
nor disarm myself
Jun 18, 2016
Jun 18, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
must we ****
in God's name
must we ****
to venge the pain
must we ****
to right a wrong
must we ****
so we seem strong
**** we must
these old blood lusts
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 4:16 AM UTC
Furieuse, les yeux caves et les seins roides,
Sappho, que la langueur de son désir irrite,
Comme une louve court le long des grèves froides,
Elle songe à Phaon, oublieuse du Rite,
Et, voyant à ce point ses larmes dédaignées,
Arrache ses cheveux immenses par poignées ;
Puis elle évoque, en des remords sans accalmies,
Ces temps où rayonnait, pure, la jeune gloire
De ses amours chantés en vers que la mémoire
De l'âme va redire aux vierges endormies :
Et voilà qu'elle abat ses paupières blêmies
Et saute dans la mer où l'appelle la Moire, -
Tandis qu'au ciel éclate, incendiant l'eau noire,
La pâle Séléné qui venge les Amies.
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Âme ! être, c'est aimer.
Il est.
C'est l'être extrême.
Dieu, c'est le jour sans borne et sans fin qui dit : j'aime.
Lui, l'incommensurable, il n'a point de compas ;
Il ne se venge pas, il ne pardonne pas ;
Son baiser éternel ignore la morsure ;
Et quand on dit : justice, on suppose mesure.
Il n'est point juste ; il est. Qui n'est que juste est peu.
La justice, c'est vous, humanité ; mais Dieu
Est la bonté. Dieu, branche où tout oiseau se pose !
Dieu, c'est la flamme aimante au fond de toute chose.
Oh ! tous sont appelés et tous seront élus.
Père, il songe au méchant pour l'aimer un peu plus.
Vivants, Dieu, pénétrant en vous, chasse le vice.
L'infini qui dans l'homme entre, devient justice,
La justice n'étant que le rapport secret
De ce que l'homme fait à ce que Dieu ferait.
Bonté, c'est la lueur qui dore tous les faîtes ;
Et, pour parler toujours, hommes, comme vous faites,
Vous qui ne pouvez voir que la forme et le lieu,
Justice est le profil de la face de Dieu.
Vous voyez un côté, vous ne voyez pas l'autre.
Le bon, c'est le martyr ; le juste n'est qu'apôtre ;
Et votre infirmité, c'est que votre raison
De l'horizon humain conclut l'autre horizon.
Limités, vous prenez Dieu pour l'autre hémisphère.
Mais lui, l'être absolu, qu'est-ce qu'il pourrait faire
D'un rapport ? L'innombrable est-il fait pour chiffrer ?
Non, tout dans sa bonté calme vient s'engouffrer.
On ne sait où l'on vole, on ne sait où l'on tombe,
On nomme cela mort, néant, ténèbres, tombe,
Et, sage, fou, riant, pleurant, tremblant, moqueur,
On s'abîme éperdu dans cet immense coeur !
Dans cet azur sans fond la clémence étoilée
Elle-même s'efface, étant d'ombre mêlée !
L'être pardonné garde un souvenir secret,
Et n'ose aller trop haut ; le pardon semblerait
Reproche à la prière, et Dieu veut qu'elle approche ;
N'étant jamais tristesse, il n'est jamais reproche,
Enfants. Et maintenant, croyez si vous voulez !
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