Most Commented Fable Poems (73)

Is there a God... What happens after we die... Why are we here?
questions with answers mans smartest Stephen Hawking can't make clear
Most humans share a 'Faith' promising paradise after this life's through
they too worship an "Immortal Being" without definitive proof it's true

The subject of religion gets people riled unlike anything in our history
I'd surmise our existence would be less worrisome if void of mystery
"IF" a deity created humans he wantonly damned us I respectfully argue
He commands his greatest creation not commit the sins he wired us too

"You'll be healed If you believe with all your heart when you pray"...
a real 'Father' would assure 'his children didn't suffer in any way
I can't recall ANY love or mercy coming from the recluse invisible man
Once again I proclaim I own as much hope as one possibly can

Whether you do or don't believe must be the individuals choice
some lash out with vitriol to those who don't share their voice
With my heart and soul I still try believing theirs something to the myth
"FACT"... if I can't speak definitive truth about whatever I plead the fifth

NOTHING has shown it's worthy of blind faith so my amount is none
to appease and deter future contempt concerning this subject, I'm done!

Like a moth into the light,
the world is ours to unite,
so purified, as we ignite,
and toss ourselves into his flame,
to free ourselves of nature's blame.
His hunger, habitual.

Like a whore of hearts lament,
our fate is ours to regret,
so mortified, as we forget,
and drown ourselves within the sea,
to wash ourselves at his decree.
His avarice, immortal.

I curse thy life, we leaveth thee behind.
Thee not worthy of the dragon's sight,
wash thy sins, or beget the blight.
As burning winds are blowing south,
we throw ourselves at the dragon's mouth.
The dragon cult ritual.

MY LOVE
HOW DELICIOUS IS WINNING
OF A KISS AT LOVE'S BEGINNING,
WHEN TWO MUTUAL HEARTS ARE SIGHING
FOR THE KNOT THERE'S NO UNTYING!
YET REMEMBER, MIDST OUR WOOING,
LOVE HAS BLISS, BUT LOVE HAS RUING;
OTHER SMILES MAY MAKE YOU FICKLE,
TEARS FOR OTHER CHARMS MAY TRICKLE
LOVE HE COMES AND LOVE HE TARRIES,
JUST AS FATE OR FANCY CARRIES;
LONGEST STAYS, WHEN SOREST CHIDDEN;
LAUGHS AND FLIES, WHEN PRESSED AND BIDDEN.
BIND THE SEA TO SLUMBER STILLY,
THEN BIND IT'S ODOUR TO THE LILY,
BIND THE ASPEN NE'ER TO QUIVER,
THEN BIND LOVE TO LAST FOREVER.
LOVE'S A FIRE THAT NEEDS RENEWAL
OF FRESH BEAUTY FOR IT'S FUEL:
LOVE'S WING MOULTS WHEN CAGED & CAPTURED,
ONLY FREE, HE SOARS ENRAPTURED.
CAN YOU KEEP THE BEE FROM RANGING
OR THE RINGDOVE'S NECK FROM CHANGING?
NO! NOR FETTER'D LOVE FROM DYING
IN THE KNOT THERE'S NO UNTYING.

YOUR LANCEALOT
CHRISTOPHER

Trapped inside of my head,
it's flooding with dread,
I'm drowning.
Swimming up for air,
I hear a voice so fair,
a cause to care?
I'm fighting.

Through fog and disrepair,
I rip and I tear,
I'm climbing.
Scaling up for the light,
her hand is in sight,
now looking down at the blight.
We're flying.

21 August, 2019...Cape Canaveral...

'-and lift off! Lift off of Explorer seven, NASA's first atmospheric sample return probe to Venus!'....

Venus had been born from the same cloud of star dust as its near neighbour and had been hit by clouds of debris left over from the birth of the solar system; but Venus had been hit harder than Earth and her rotation had been slowed to a crawl...on its surface, oceans grew and for a few fleeting millions of years Venus had begun the same road to life as her sister world.

But Venus was so much closer to the inferno that is the Sun..the great oceans began to evaporate, until eventually huge clouds of water vapour hung like a death shroud high above her surface; temperatures rose, pressure increased and the foul vapours from her volcanoes added to the clouds already high in the atmosphere.

And yet, life persisted; a micro organism that rose into the air along with the vapour of the oceans that gave it life. For millions upon millions of years it clung to life, living in a kind of stasis without oxygen to let it breed and evolve.

Then a new visitor arrived; visitors had come before, but they had always continued down to the hell below the clouds, or orbited Venus, probing her secrets; but this one flew through the clouds, scooping up some of the air as it went; then it fired it's engines and soared back out into open space, changing it's course and heading back whence it came, the blue, living earth.

In the sealed canister within the probe, the organism cooled and began to emit radiation; as the probe neared Earth, NASA control detected the emissions, and the decision was made to destroy the probe and it's cargo before it could enter the Earth's atmosphere. But the scientists had left it far too late; the probe exploded in a silent flowering of destruction on the very edge of the atmosphere... some of the organism survived and drifted down into the thicker air far below. Finding it rich with oxygen, it began thrive and multiply, each cell of each organism dividing at a frightening rate...every few minutes it reproduced. It took very little time for Earth's air to be filled with it.

The organism was inhaled by all that lived upon the Earth...Plants rejected it at once, animals likewise, their immune systems recognizing this alien intruder and eliminating it. But due to some quirk of human bio-chemistry, the bodies of people accepted the organism and took no action against it. The organism bred and settled into it's new living hosts, doing no harm, just wanting to live. Soon, every person on Earth was carrying the organism.

This would have been the end of matters but for one fact that was to change the World forever; when people died of accidents, violence or natural causes, the organism, deprived of oxygen again, would begin to emit radiation; this stimulated the nervous systems and the mind of the recently deceased, causing them to re-animate... the person they had been was gone, their memories, life skills and everything but the most basic instincts erased. Rumours began on the internet of people who had returned to life and attacked anyone nearby, biting them, clawing them, ripping chunks of flesh from their warm living bodies and greedily eating it.

The organism carried inside a victim would begin to change again, emitting its radiation. This attacked all the organs in the victim's body, specifically the renal and respiratory systems; they would die within 24 to 48 hours, then re-animate and attack more people. Then their came news reports of apparently random attacks on people; the authorities in most nations tried to clamp down on the news; they were unable and ill equipped to deal with what they were facing.

This continues for some weeks, the amount of victims and re-animates increasing until the critical mass required to interfere with the functioning of organized society was reached.

The apocalypse had begun.

Many years, lost in thought,
imprisoned by the brain.
Lost my mind, all alone,
almost gone insane.

Through the clouds of dismay,
hope was very near.
The light shone through,
the cause to persevere.

Talking now, back and forth,
throughout the many days.
Lost myself to her voice,
no face to set my gaze.

It wasn't love, no not at all,
but potential it did have.
I set the course to see her now,
hope was all I had.

Two days, one night,
intimacy had prevailed.
Not her's, was only mine,
I won only what I failed.

Too much drink, too much smoke,
meant nothing in the end.
With potential lost, as I descend,
I left you a note.

Goodbye my light of hope.

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Stuff It!! I've Dropped My Cigarette!!
Now I look Like Ginger Meggs!!
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Fearless, heartless, empowered by hate,
I stand alone, in darkness delight,
a towering blight, untouchable and great,
crushing the dreams of all I forsake.

The cries that remain only fuel my disdain,
I laughed in their face as they withered in pain,
freezing their tears to expand on my reign.

One by one, they crash into my walls,
wave by wave, they perish and fall.
It was you that brought an end to it all,
searing your way through, into my hall.

Awestruck and jaded, I refused your words,
whilst my castle invaded by singing white birds,
you implore that I listen and decide afterwards.

My halls, they echoed incredible song,
her beauty, her eyes, could not resist long.
The ice walls had melted, my heart became warm,
I felt like a rainbow in the eye of a storm.

Years had gone bye, so many, so few,
the feeling of love, I once never knew,
nor the feeling of pain, until I fell for you.

Hopeless, thoughtless, destroyed by fate,
I sit alone, in relentless daylight,
an embarrassing sight, as all cheer and sing,
"The Ballad of the Lonely Ice King."

hurt

bitter resentful

conflict words haste

sow love not bitter seeds

hurt