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Poem Details | by Sanderline Fleury |
Categories: betrayal, care, career, change, childhood, confusion, courage, cry, depression, discrimination, faith, feelings, forgiveness, girl, grief, growing up, inspiration, jealousy, judgement, loneliness, lonely, strength, suicide, teen, teenage, truth,

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They hate you because your you
They make up lies and call it true
They're fake behind your back
Hoping someday that you'll crack.

They hate you because your real.
no matter what they say you always heal
They're surprised to see you rise,
That you're not affected by all these lies

They hate you because you smile at them
It shows them that your a real gem
You are always true and do your best :)
Sometimes these haters just cant test

They hate you for no reason
Despite it all, you smile
whatever the reason
At the end of the day
All i'm gonna say
All i plan to be 

-Sanderline Fleury :)

Poem Details | by Terry O'Leary |
Categories: death, judgement,

While Waiting At The River Styx

While waiting at the river Styx, in twisted time untaught,
from branches of the gallows tree, in recollections wrought,
your soul, a beggar’s blanket, hangs in crazy quilted knots,
with dangling pearls and diamond studs in dripping crimson clots,
midst gaping wounds and bulging eyes like fouling apricots,
for wrapped like rope around your throat’s the Reaper’s grim garrote.

"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God." (Matthew 19:24)

Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: death, heaven, jesus, judgement, life, lost, sad,

The Judgment seat

every man must stand                                                                                             some kneel first time before God                                                                              sadly the last time

Poem Details | by Maurice Lamony |
Categories: death, depression, hope, judgement, life, mystery, philosophy,

The Philosopher's Sonnet

Others are born, the lost are burried
Life is a journey not to be hurried
But whats wit if the wise are mute
And who is beauty if she is not yet born

Mom said to not sugar
But if she is to be believed
Then pigs do fly, and wings lie
The plains, they speak of a time long gone

Dad said to not blow my horn.
But tomorrow took my horn, so why say he
The preacher said death is an illusion 
Then where is grandpa?

The night is so dark and cold.
But i shall wait for another sunrise.


Poem Details | by rob carmack |
Categories: christian, dark, death, grave, judgement, lost, sorrow,

The Left Hand of God

Memories of once the sun shined,
oiled and tanned we denied
the only living book and subtle nudges.
Nothing but truth in the grave
when too in love with everything
reached the top and found nothing
but the pain of a flame’s dedication
and an absolute conviction,
replays the familiar
screams and whispers them.
Strain a touch through the glare,
but they ain’t there.
No one left to save us
as we find common grace
included tears.

Inspired by the song ‘The Rapture’ by Puscifer

Poem Details | by Tony Brady |
Categories: death, destiny, forgiveness, judgement, life, love, memory,

Men stumble

Born from a line of kings,
to be the Messiah or the antichrist,
or something equally as great.

I have fallen from the path that was laid before me,
but I will not, I cannot,
fail my fate.

My eyes have been forced wide open,
so my realities I must face.

And for all of those who are hoping,
that I’ll take my rightful place.

I have failed you for now,
yes, I have let you down,
but I am still alive.

So please hold on and forgive my wrongs,
and I will lead us toward the skies.

I will give my everything,
that I have to give,
because I know you are worth this love.

Then we can dance,
in the Golden halls,
and sing of what once was.

Poem Details | by robin davis |
Categories: anger, feelings, grief, judgement,

Watch your back with your attack

Someone needs to hold me back
Before I fully attack
The person in front of me
I can't believe what my eyes see
How could you be this very cruel
Acting like a vicious fool
Making a sweet stranger cry
I'm just going to ask why
You think this kind of meanness can
Not offend your fellow man
Calling them names inappropriate
That doesn't seem to even fit
Who they are or where they're from
Quit acting so rude and dumb
Just remember we're all human
You need to stop, get a clue and
Be nicer to those around
Or one day you will be found
With bad marks from someone who
Can't take what you put them through

Poem Details | by Nick Trim |
Categories: dream, grief, humorous, judgement, life, loss, rude,

I Dream My Thingy Falls Off

I have these dreams they sees to mock 
my organ rhyming this line falls off 

so I’ll pick it up in me hand and carry it around 
nothing unusual there where it’s normally found 

I’ll be trying to put it back on but it won’t attach 
My organs gone I just collapse  

I look down at me loss and it’s back there
but not as long or fat to be fair 
and I start stressing cus I’m less impressing 
to then wake up checking my blessing, 

but I think I hate the fact I’m stuck with a small one 
moreso than the moment it was all gone!

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: death, judgement, life,


As our shadow follows us

wherever we go   


our thoughts, words and deeds do

the same.

The difference though is this:


shadows vanish as the sun goes


our thoughts, words and deeds follow us

even beyond the grave!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
      19 February 2019

Poem Details | by Jessica Alvero |
Categories: conflict, death of a friend, deep, depression, goodbye, heartbreak, judgement,

No Longer a Writer

Then one day, everything stopped
She no longer cared for things
Her vitality just dropped,
She no longer spread her wings. 

Detaching herself from poems
Hundreds left unedited
Papers filled with dooms
The writer's dream forfeited. 

Gone is her ultimate dream, 
Gone are visions she wager
She once battled- made a name
Now vanished into thin air.

Her pen no longer bleeding, 
Her thoughts no longer written
People were left wondering
Why she is no longer seen.

Her fave coffee turned so cold
Her fave books dusty, unread
Her stories remain untold
She finally succumbed- dead.

Poem Details | by Malcolm Brooks |
Categories: adventure, black african american, death, future, judgement, poetry, success,

Sleep Is The Cousin Of Death

I stay up through the nights.
Will I get to eat tonight
Will I see the day I turn 21
One-Day I will feel the pain of a gun.
Will I die young

Am I asking too many questions?
Does everything happen for a reason?
Is everything I go through one of Gods lessons
Will I go to Heaven

I stay up through the nights.
Will I reach new heights
Lord tell me everything will be alright.
Now I think I want to be in love with the lights.
I don’t want to fall to a Price.
Lord tell me everything will be alright.

I stay up through the night.
My eyes are getting heavy.
Am I ready to sleep
Because Sleep Could be Deadly

Poem Details | by Divine Atabod |
Categories: death, depression, destiny, evil, judgement, psychological, remembrance day,


Paddle round the world,
Born in one destiny,
The three in one trinity,
Reckon dust, death pave our eternity,
Gathered in one phenomenon and gentility,

Ah Mr. Death, knows none nor age,
wrage old and young in ravage,
Vital instrument you kill,
Beyond couldn’t see,
Oh death thy ways are meek and slow,
Your did harden to be known,
Tears can’t hold the dress it stains;
Death has taken its place.

By Divine  Atabod

Poem Details | by Paul Schneiter |
Categories: death, judgement,


Gregory Siker was a fireworks technician.
He developed a show that won recognition.
One night he got confused
by the wiring he used.
Doc said he died of an ignition condition.

Poem Details | by Jeffrey dela Cruz |
Categories: death, judgement,

Death Sentence

In a space-time continuum,
a random reality shift,
accelerating modicum,
without any discerning rift.

Awaiting illumination,
the world is on collateral,
discerning revelation,
of days counting in reversal.

When all the planets are in line,
preparation's a moving phase,
seals, symbols, an invoking sign,
annihilation upon gaze.

Holy judgment, heed forth your smite,
innocence crying a river,
despair hovering above flight,
no more tomorrow to savor.


Poem Details | by Samual Ronthorpe |
Categories: death, gothic, judgement,


They call him the king of the dark, He stands tall and oh so proud, Laughing while hovering over his tormented crowd, He's an evil captain of an evil ark. Do you believe in hell? And things that go bump in the night? The burning of flesh and devoid of light, It's the bottomless pit with an evil smell. Satan is not the answer, Nor is he the question, He steals souls without reservation, He's the original necromancer. ©2015 Samual Ronthorpe -- *Sam I Am*

Poem Details | by John Paluszek |
Categories: absence, anniversary, best friend, body, care, dark, death, death of a friend, depression, desire, emotions, first love, girlfriend, goodbye, grave, heartbroken, judgement, loneliness, lost love, memory, missing you, nature, nostalgia, pain, recovery from, sad love, time, wife, woman,

The Ghost I Knew

Can I catch you
Can you stay?
Forests at wood
There we play
A gentle hand 
That fixed the dress
Brushing tears back
Saving stress
I can not bare
The oaken wave
Only memories
Can I save
I miss your hair
And what it covered
More than a mind
God knows I loved her
The ghost I knew
She rests away
I can not catch you
You can not stay.

Poem Details | by Ian Walker |
Categories: anger, death, judgement, pain, philosophy, war,

Pro War Fantasy

Let's hear them yell, cheer, and shout!
 Watch them pray for it with passionate hearts

Body count reaching eight thousand, but who cares?
 Mass trauma infliction, but who cares?

You can hear their excitement from miles away.
 Endless occupation is their Christmas wish

The long contained desire for scorched earth...
 Is that what they cherish in a mother's prayer?

Fifty years in and still squealing for more
 Nothing brings them comfort, but a bloodthirsty war

Poem Details | by Alrio MIller |
Categories: bullying, care, change, courage, dark, dedication, depression, desire, discrimination, dream, environment, feelings, future, grief, growing up, inspiration, inspirational, judgement, pain, passion, poems, poetry, psychological, uplifting, visionary,

Parasitic Life Form

It‘s alive!
A life form 
Thriving on hatred
Reaped from societies
Greatest blunder 
Like lighting
Follows thunder  
We are following our ancestors 
Reproducing civilization   
Disregard the fact
That we are all human
our blood is red
I smirk when I’m contented 
And shed tears when I’m poignant
We are all equal
cease  this schism 
And trounce racism

Poem Details | by Tom Wright |
Categories: death, judgement,

Judgment Seat

Judgment’s Seat Written: by Tom Wright January 2015 Before judgment’s seat I’ll someday stand, And there, for my life, I’ll confess. I’ll plead entry at the Father’s right hand, And Judgment will be just, not some guess. At mach speed, I’ll live over, my life, Remembering times of Satan’s taunting; If during this time sinfulness is rife, “I’ll be weighed in the balance and found wanting.” “Every knee shall bow and tongue confess” Romans 14:11

Poem Details | by Joshua Abel |
Categories: bible, death, heaven, hope, humanity, imagery, judgement,


When my existence expires 
Lay me in the Sky, amid Sunsets, 
In the eye of a Storm, 
Or the warmth kiss of the Sun, 
For the ears to hear, 
That i was wrapped in the softness of the Cloud, 
To decay and be a progeny of them, 
Join in the running of their daily activities, 
Seeing lovely things and what New Jerusalem would look like, 
And assist in completing the building. 
But not in an oblong closed box, 
Carefully lowered, within conglomerates of stones called graveyard, 
Abandoned to decompose and be a progeny, 
Just to expand the lineage of Dust, 
Who only sits here to wait for that day,
When New Jerusalem will descend from Heaven, 
As a bride adorned for her husband.

Poem Details | by jun-jun villanueva |
Categories: death, devotion, faith, religion,


~*~ ~*~ ~*~ erred against God's omnipotent will sacrosanct commandments profaned myriad chances bestowed squandered - still sins exist all are imperfect but must do good now, squealing being JUDGED. =========================================== jun-jun villanueva IMAGINATION < June 09,2012 ---- 7:58pm philippine time>

Poem Details | by Earl Schumacker |
Categories: adventure, dark, death, image, judgement, life, water,

Red Ball - Haiku

     Red Ball – Haiku

Giant object, round
Red, drifts on the lake closer
Reach ball, touch, slip, drown

Poem Details | by Edward Johannes |
Categories: creation, death, earth, environment, humanity, judgement, nature, nostalgia, planet, world,

World Assimilators

World Assimilators

More and more to our suburban sprawl
Proliferating roads with rush hour crawl.
Crush of humanity completely unfurled
Replacing an irretrievable natural world
Along with farm lands never more tilled
Buried by progress that’s never fulfilled.
Identical houses lined up in many plots
On biologically sterilized landscape lots.
Residers never happy with their  things,
Joneses always having the  latest  bling.
We look in wrong quarters for  invaders
Thinking foreign, possibly alien  raiders,
Imaging assimilation coming from  afar,
Blind to how much like the Borg we are.

Poem Details | by L. J. Carber |
Categories: death, evil, god, heaven, judgement, sad, violence,

The Center Will Not Hold

Yeats got it right--
the center will not hold.
We are falling apart and
know it not: what succor
will there be for the blind?

So evil plays out in furtive
hit and run, slaughtering
a movie theater, killing nine
in a church, rampaging 
through a kindergarten--but
their spirits are released to a 
world devoid of evil, hate,
while their killers have sadly
murdered their own souls,
damning them to a black
tormented darkness for
God knows how long.

Poem Details | by John Arribas |
Categories: analogy, eulogy, future, introspection, judgement, leaving, voyage,



Its been a long and perilous journey
All over in such a short time
I  find myself yielding the treasures
I once thought were mine
If there’s a heaven
Then surely, there is a hell
Question is “in which shall I dwell”