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My soul a trapeze artist

religion is god
my body the devil
and my soul, hanging in the balance
a trapeze artist between heaven and hell

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Go To Hell

Now if your mind lies in the Devil's workshop
And evil duens your thrill
And trouble and mischief is all you live for
You know darn well
That you'll go to hell
So you're living high and mighty
Rich off the fat of the land
Just don't dispose of your natural soul
'cos you know darn well
That you'll go to hell
I say hell
Where your natural soul burns
Hell
Where you pay for your sins
Hell
Keep your children from wrongdoing
'cos you know darn well
That they'll go to hell.
I say hell
Man, woman were created
Hell
To live for eternity
Hell
With an apple they ate from the tree of hate
So you know darn well
That they went to hell
Now Satan was an angel in heaven
But he stirred up trouble and woe
So the LORD commanded that the Devil be branded
So you know darn well
He went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
Yeah, he went to hell
He went to hell.

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Sweet Religion

When my body wants to go
Tell me will my mind and soul
Live on and on forever
Am I on another level
A learning vessel of several
Lessons to make me more cleverer
My sweet little religion
My sweet little religion you mean everything to me
My sweet little religion
My sweet little religion how does it feel
Written in that book of love
Does it say your name above
The name by which they call me
And is it written in liquid red
cause nothing else will do instead for reassuring eternity
Will you be there when I need you?
Begin end enemy friend heaven hell sick well
Truth lies husbands and wives, whisper shout in out in out
Laughter cry ask reply - good bad happy sad
Right wrong outcast belong, caged free you and me
You have the answer to all of these

song performed by by Imogen Heap
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Is There Heaven Anywhere?

Happiness is where heaven is actually;
Happy state of feeling is what heaven is.
There is not a place called heaven above;
It’s all the story symbolically said so far
About a perfect state of happiness so!
Heaven can be reached only by soul
But not by body or materially ever truly!
Body functions by the energy within
That has come from all pervading state
And can reach at the end there only;
That is the place called heaven by all!
Hell is the place we make of ourselves
By the problems accumulated by mess;
Hell becomes heaven when all is well!

poem by Ramesh T A
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Love 12

I enjoy the fire of hell
when she weeps
I live in heaven
when she smiles.
I do not longer for the
heaven or hell
created by my God.
I do not need the company
of angels
Whole creations are with me
when she is with me
I worship my love
not my creator
for heaven or hell.

poem by Devil Poet
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How Many Heavens

How many heavens
Are there? If not hell
What would I care.
Does your religion
Speak for heaven?
Well I speak for hell
Fate of many a Christian
(Many a Moslem)
The Abrahamic Religion
What does it tell about hell
(About this world with end)
Well, I like the veil on your head,
It tells of your holiness
(Your wickedness perhaps)

poem by Efe Benjamin
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Final Destination

There is one thought upon which I constantly dwell
With that one thought I get sick and my face turns pale
Upon my life salvation will I win, or or am I destined to fail
So I wonder if I am going to Heaven, or am I going to Hell.

Never upon my back was a sign saying this soul is for sale
No man truly knows of my sorrows, or of my life's tale
So out of confusion and query this question to GOD I must yell
Am I going to Heaven, or am I going to Hell.

One day alone, I know I will walk upon deaths trail
Then I will meet death, and I will pull aside its dark veil
It will only take my soul, as the body is but a shell
So I wonder will I be going to Heaven, or will I be going to Hell.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Knockin’ On Heaven’s Book

On heaven’s book
You go knocking
With hope to enter
A merciful piece,
A paradise' place
Which would avoid
All evil’s faces
Settled as a hook.
Such place doesn’t exist
And it will be vain
To knock at any doors,
Thinking that behind,
Heaven and Hell
Can be separated,
Can be isolated.
Such place doesn’t exist.
As long as there is
Night gloom then day light,
Heaven and Hell
Are from the same material.
The two sides
Of one single whole.
Heaven as Hell
Exist only in us even,
Deep in our heart.
The battle settles there,
And nowhere else.

On heaven’s book
You go knocking
With hope to enter
A peaceful land.
and this land does exist.
Its name is
YOUR SOUL
And it’s made
Of the same material
Than Heaven and Hell:
E.T.E.R.....N.I.T.Y

Note: dedicated to Shashendra Amalshan's poem 'The Devil's hook and the Heaven’s book'

poem by Jeffe Ovie
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Have You Ever Been To Hell?

Have you ever been to hell?
Well, I can show you how it looks
It sits inside a needle
Guarded by the crooks

All the Devil's children
Stealing souls by day
No matter if we beg
Or, what we do or say

They take away our freedom
They cuff and tie us down
We try to scream out loud
Yet, we cannot make a sound!

The Devil's guards' they are
They sit outside the cage
Dressed in body armour
And, filled with only rage

And, once you're locked inside
You cannot even breathe
So, you better just prepare-
And, remember you can't leave

Poison it does come-
In many forms and shades
It tears apart the people
Who become the Devil's slaves

Fighting for a way
To try and stop the demons
As they enter deep inside
You can hear the victim's screaming

Yet, no exorcism works
The soul it has been taken
The pain is overriden
As the life has been forsaken

poem by Nicole Settimi
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If God Was A Woman

R.sambora
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
With long blond hair
Would you kneel at her altar
And offer her prayer
Could she be your addiction
Could she make you sin
If God was a woman
And you were her man
If God was a woman
Would you be impressed
If she showed up in high heels
And a pretty red dress
Would you make a donation
Or would you draw the line
Would you yield to temptation
Or savor her wine
If God was a woman
Shed come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise
When she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman.
If God was a woman
Tell me who could we blame
Would she make jesus righteous
Or completely insane
If God was a woman
Would she kiss and tell
Would we wind up in heaven
Or would we all burn in hell.
If God was a woman
Shed come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise, oh yeah
And if she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman
And you were her man, yeah
Solo
If God was a woman
Would she come like an angel
Or a devil in disguise, oh yeah
When she left in the morning
Would you lose your religion
Or kiss your faith goodbye, goodbye
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
Wes all burn in hell
If God was a
Woman, woman, woman, woman
If God was a woman
Tell me who would we blame
If God was a woman
If God was a woman
Shed drive us insane, yeah

song performed by by Bon Jovi
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Between This Body And This Soul

my body thirsts for water
my soul thirsts for another

my soul immersed my soul entwined
my body grows my soul static as a thought

i shift from one channel to another
body to soul, soul to body,

the body's nature to sin
the soul's quest to heaven

God is in between.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sold My Soul

I prayed to God and jesus
But I guess they didnt hear
My sacrfice was useless
My pleas fell on deaf ears
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I looked to the lord in heaven
But he must have looked away
My crying eyes repentant
Please send her love to light my day
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
So I cried in desperation
Bowed to evil sorcery
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
Sold my soul
Sold my soul to the devil
To the devil
Sold my soul
Sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul
I sold my soul to the devil

song performed by by Nazareth
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Noosed

A draping rope is attached to my skull,
Inside is the whole realm of a wrong.
It is explanatory, selfish of me to deny,
That the noose is eloquent in talking.
It is a rope or hanging thread, forcing me weak
As torture eloquently states the principle.
My ropes are angry, geese are above
Who are like the springs of heaven.
A man is visiting me with stupor,
Calling me a stupid man who sweats and rains
Down with the water of the body.
My sun quakes in the direction of travel,
My moon is yet to arrive, like philosophy I read
And conversed with my pupils, the very sort.
Next is the death, a pile of ash and a death,
Working towards heaven or hell as the reason
Of a soul, the soul that wants itself.

poem by Naveed Akram
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devil In Heaven

The devil is weak,
The devil is ill,
The devil is dying.

The clergy comes around,
The clergy offers prayers,
The clergy offers him the keys to heaven.

The devil collects the key,
The devil dies and soon is at the gate of heaven,
The devil unlocks the gate and now he’s in heaven.

The angels on guard knew him as a devil, but
The angels on guard made no attempt to stop him,
The angels on guard even said 'welcome'.

The devil is in heaven, ‘coz
The clergy gave him the key,
The clergy asked us to let him,
The clergy asked God to let him,
The key made the guards to let him,
Now the devil is in heaven,
And there’s nothing even the Devil can do about it.

poem by David Oluwatobi Akinola
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The Temptation of the Flesh and Heaven Revealed

The temptation of the flesh and heaven revealed,

I woke this morning to see that the devil was in my bed
Oh what big breast you have Lucifer
The better for to seduce you my son
Oh what lovely lips you have Lucifer.
The better to toy with you my son
Oh what beautiful body you have Lucifer
The better for to love you with my son
This went on for hours and I gave in knowing who it was
Oh what bliss my body feels
The better to blind you my son
Oh what pleasure my flesh feels
The better for to bind you my son
Who says that the devil can't take you to heaven?
I went twice last night with her.
But visit you will stay you will not.
The flesh may show you the delights of heaven,
But will never give you full access.

poem by Cody Moore
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Where Is Heaven

My daughter asked me: daddy where is heaven?
I thought about this very carefully
asking myself the same question.
Then the answer came into my mind
Like a bolt of lightning.

Heaven is god, and god is heaven.
When we commit ourselves to god, body and soul
Then we are in heaven, because heaven is in us.
Yet when we fail to see what is in front of us
And what’s in our hearts, that’s when we are blind.

For god is in our hearts, and heaven is god.
Just look around at all that he has created
Then look into your heart and
see the beauties inside and out.

Why would god create the universe and the world
And not have created a heaven within us.
We are gods most beautiful creation
And he gave us his only begotten son
To show us the way to heaven.

Now many say that heaven is in infinity
and infinity has no beginning and no end.
and hell is here on earth, and some say it’s below the earth.
Now it is hard to believe that god
would make this beautiful earth as hell.
And if it was under the earth, where is the fire and brimstone
When we dig so deep into the earth searching for oil.

Heaven is in our love for god while on this earth
Then we go to his kingdom in his total heart
Where it is infinite.

This is where I see heaven my daughter.
It’s in all of us who believe in god.

poem by Louis Rams
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Sonnet: The Thought and Act Are Very Nigh

It takes a sinful thought just split seconds,
To change into a mortal sinful act;
And sever with Heaven, man’s sacred bonds;
Renew with hell, an unholy sin’s pact.

The devil chooses man’s one weakest time,
Creating occasion for mortal sin;
And thereafter, lapses man’s life sublime;
The ‘devilized’ soul lives in sin with gin!

The sinful thought heralds the sinful act;
Such seed when sown soon sprouts into a tree;
The gardener- devil uses every tact
To coax man through and bear fruits, rotten, free;

Beware then man, the thought and act are nigh!
The soul in mortal sin, in hell shall die!

6-4-2002 by Dr John Celes

poem by John Celes
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Speakin Of The Devil

Hes got a way of walkin
Hes got a way of talkin
A way to fascinate me all the time
And hes got a way with women
A way to keep my head a swimmin
Hes got away too many times
Chorus:
Ooh, speakin of the devil
Well, here he comes now
Lookin like an angel
Got my defenses down
Hes got me dreamin
Got me schemin
Ooh, speakin of the devil
He is drivin me wild
With that wicked little grin
And that fire in his eyes
Hes got me dreamin
Got me steamin
Ooh, speakin of the devil
It feels mighty close to heaven
And Id go through hell to make him mine
Hes got his spell upon me
Got to be his one and only
Burning with passion and desire
Ooh, Im caught up in all his magic
It surely would be tragic
To never share the heat
From all this fire
Repeat chorus twice
Speakin of the devil
Speakin of the devil
Id go through hell to make him mine

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Jehovah & All That Jazz

Hail to the shaman and his cardboard drum and the riffraff
Dancing in the sun
I sing for thee
Praise to the ugly and the dispossessed and the genius born of
The vipers nest
You have set me free
Hey, you cranks and you clowns with your heads hanging down
I bring good tidings to you
For all the talent that he has jehovah dont play jazz like the devil do
See the rose sprung from the heap of dung
The shafthorse hot and heavy hung shamelessly
Check the star dust oozing in the mud on it pilgrimage to flesh and blood
Now aint that you and me
Hey, you shakespeares in rags little heretics and hags
To thine own self be true
Well, he may be beautiful and king but jehovah he dont swing like the devil
Birdman, birdman, whats the word, man
Into the night we go
Billie, billie, knock me silly
Sing to me soft and low
Save me from losing my soul to a heaven as cold as ice
Id sooner be a free man in hell than a prisoner in paradise
So I toot my toot for the man with roots
Hey, fifer on the e-flat flute play on, play on
All you sinners and you infidels you you artful madmen bound for hell
Come sing along
Come on, you potty-trained saints spouting isms and aints
Dig the poetry my man
Well all deference to his throne
Gabriel he dont play no saxophone like coltrane can
Now, save me from losing my soul to a heaven as cold as ice
Id sooner be a free man in hell than a prisoner in paradise
Id sooner catch fire than kill my desire
Hail to the shaman and his cardboard drum and the riffraff
Dancing in the sun
I sing for you
For all the talent he has jehovah dont play jazz like the devil do
Yeah, the devil do
Must admit he do
Ah, da devil do
Birdman, birdman, whats the word, man
Into the night we go
Billie, billie, knock me silly
Sing to me soft and low
Foll all the talent that he has jehovah dont play no jazz ....

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Stagger Mountain Tragedy

I was born on stagger mountain in the sunshine and the snow
And leavin was the first mistake I made;
But I hungered for the shadows in the valley down below
And the girl that danced the tune the devil played.
Her smile was like the blindin light of sunshine on the snow
And the flashin of her hair was black as sin.
And her body set the smokes of hell a-boilin in my skull
When the fiddle of the devil made her spin.
Morning sunshine [sunshine] high on the mountain,
Where the air is pure and cold;
But theres darkness in the shadows
In the canyons of my soul.
The lantern cast a shadow like a demon on the wall
And the naked sweat was breathin on her skin;
Then the room was spinning closer as her clothes began to fall
And the eagle started screamin in my brain;
Then I saw the laughin dagger and I heard the devil scream
And her bleeding heart was beating in my hand.
Then the darkness blew away and I was standin by a tree
With a hanging rope a-danglin from a limb.
Morning sunshine [sunshine] high on the mountain,
Where the air is pure and cold;
But theres darkness in the shadows
In the canyons of my soul.

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Shake Hands With The Devil

I know some people say that Im the devil in disguise,
I wont try to tell you that I aint.
I dont like believing that Im evil in your eyes,
But I aint make believing Im a saint,
cause Ill do anything I can to win you from the world,
Its something that my senses cant control.
And if thats sin then shake hands with the devil, little girl,
I want your body and your soul.
Chorus:
Shake hands with the devil, dont be frightened, I wont hurt you.
I dont want your silver or your gold.
Im not after anything that you dont want to give me,
I just want your body and your soul.
Other men can offer something peaceful and secure,
I cant offer anything but me.
I can take you higher than youve ever been before
And show you things you never dared to see.
And hand in hand together we can laugh the world away,
Ill keep you from the hunger and the cold.
So let your love come easy, you dont need to be afraid,
I just want your body and your soul.
Chorus:
Shake hands with the devil ...