Greed (biline Poem)
grown in every
evil deed
poem by Venkatesh Ram
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Evil.
One, two, three, four bomb,
Carnage in London.
Evil did decide,
kill by suicide.
Scores dead, many maimed with changed lives,
daughters, sons, husbands, wives.
Evil had trod,
good had bled.
Not a matter of if, but when!
majority can't comprehend.
Evil had done it's deed,
Why on this do they feed?
What is the root cause?
whether political or religious wars.
Anger and disillusionment is being bred,
and vented with misguided hatred.
All four suspects‘home grown'it does appear,
foreign influence from far and near.
Our‘isolation'period is now lost,
At what future cost?
What is our ripost?
either way our swords are crossed!
10/07/05
poem by Guy Lipmore
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Fell Deed
a fell deed this night,
in the silent dark,
a dagger flashes,
and blood flows.
a fell deed this night,
done in candlelight,
the knife does fall,
as the victim tumbles.
a fell deed this night,
only a slight,
to the killer,
who doth run.
a fell deed this night,
running he be,
through the slight light,
a corner he turns.
a fell deed this night,
a bang a shot,
a gun doth drop,
a killer killed.
a fell deed this night,
a new killer laughs,
an evil sound.
a fell deed this night.
poem by Baden Ronie
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Whatever our creed, we feel that no good deed can by any possibility go unrewarded, no evil deed unpunished.
quote by Orison Swett Marden
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Reviled Did I Live
Reviled did I live, said I,
As evil I did deliver
Never odd or even-
Live not on evil.
Reviled did I live, said I
As evil I did deliver
Live was I
Ere I saw Evil.
Reviled did I live, said I
As evil I did deliver
Live on no evil-
Evil I did live.
Do Good's deeds live on?
No, Evil's deeds do, O God
Now evil, I've won
Name now one man
Live not on evil deed,
Live not on evil.
Evil, all its sin, is still alive
Evil am I- I'm alive.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Adulthood: A Decade And A Half Plus One
A decade and a half plus one
let me tell you its been fun
and what i mean by that
is simply there has been much change and upheaval
a battle against latent evil
let me tell you, its a constant combat
the principal enemy myself, and the tools of war: the temptation and soul
I am grateful each day, that one day i was made new
that finally i gave up that control
of my life in exchange for a new life, and a purpose, so i could know who
i was and what i was supposed to do, and it is today
that i ponder and reflect and say
i am glad that i am changed, because
i have my flaws
but certainly i had more flaws
i was overcome by evil, and by nature lived to be selfish
with my only wish
to glorify myself, you see I'd help you
and be your friend too
because it made me feel good, not because i had any sort of care
or love or devotion, surely that is something that should scare
anyone because each good deed was done with malice
surely that is worse than being callous
i was that man that the Good Book warned of: with 'an illusion
of Godliness.' living under a delusion
following a god, with only half my heart, hating with the other
hating even my brother
i walked around with my depression and bottled it all inside
sometimes when i would hide
it'd spill out onto the paper
and then float out as if vapor
I was a 'double-minded man'
with no purpose and no plan
praise be to God that now I'm changed
somehow
right now
sixteen feels grown up, not just because of trials thrust upon me
but because now i see,
from where God took this shell
how He gave it life and purpose and redeemed it from literal hell
on earth because we know 'That he who has the Son has life but
he who does not have the Son of God does not have life' its time
a decade and a half and one
it seems I'm all grown up now, but not of myself, nothing new under the sun
and yet, I've been made new, and He who lives in me
He is grown up, sorry if you disagree
because of His presence I am now whole
because of the One i extol
I have been made more than new, because since the adult is inside
i need not hide, for i am grown all up
a decade and a half and one
this is me: there's half a person who became one, and then one and one
poem by David Knox
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Feeling the rath of Evil
Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Kelsi Gray
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Feeling Evil
Evil on a night like this
Evil tasting like a twisted wish
Evil paralized upon the ground
Evil tates the tears of fear
Evil tainted sounds of cheer
Evil dripping down; your blood of hate
Evil tearing down your helpless fate
Evil swears that by the night's end
Evil won't say it was all pretend
Evil because Death will follow you
Evil until full content
Evil pleasured to full extent
poem by Elena Helms
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One should see the world, and see himself as a scale with an equal balance of good and evil. When he does one good deed the scale is tipped to the good - he and the world is saved. When he does one evil deed the scale is tipped to the bad - he and the world is destroyed.
quote by Maimonides
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Good Deeds
The right deed is a good deed,
Feathers are reclined on since birth.
One saying carries new meaning
For those who listen and create deeds.
A man’s heart implores goodness from the soul,
This is beautiful when his wishes are met.
The deed of the heart is a greater deed,
It is a highest deed, full of promise.
You are higher than this of course,
The cushions we sit on are relaxing
Due to your tallness and weight,
This is a secret of the soul.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Devil Within
Why do you run away from me?
Do you think you can kill me?
I am the one in lust and greed,
I am the one in every evil deed
I am the one in greed and temptaions,
I am the one who gives into all temptations
I am the one in anger and rage,
I am the one you will find in life's every stage
I am the killer, I am the stealer,
I am the evil dealer
I am the bad to your every good,
I am the one who does no good
I am the one who kills with or without a reason,
I am the one who does all treason
I am the yang to your every yin,
I am the one in all the sins
I am the one in none and many,
I am the one in one and any
I am the dark side, I am the evil,
I am the one in all the evils
You give in to me when you are weak,
I am the one who makes every soul reek
Who am I, you want to know? , I am the one within,
Because I am the devil within
poem by Deepak Hariharan
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Dr. Evil
Evil, evil is his one and only name
Evil, in his mind there is no other game!
When your name is Evil, that is good or so you think,
but you're so very wrong.
It's evil!
But being wrong is right, so then you're good again,
wich is the evilest thing of all...
Do you find his sudden ways, invite you? does he excite you?
If his contradictions should atract you, should he distract you?
Heaven help you then...
You're finished, it's the end...
There'll be no retrieval...
From the evil...
The evil,
he will
do.
He's evil,
he's Doctor Evil.
His name is Evil.
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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Evil is YOU!
Everyone says,
I’m evil because I beat my sister,
I’m evil because I took drugs,
I’m evil because I went to prison,
I’m evil because I cheated,
Well Guess what!
You’re not evil,
So chill,
You’re the core of evil,
You represent every part of evil,
And…..,
So is your dark side,
Your devil!
poem by Rana Malas
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Utility of life
Why thou devote your time
in cheating and fraudulent work
thou devote your time to the service of mankind
and for creatures of God
Thou devote your time
in chanting the name of thy God
Thou devote your time
in meditation and concentration
why thou waste your time in evil critics
thou devote your time
for good relationship and
worldwide fraternity
why thou waste your time for evil deed
thou devote your time for good deed
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Evil, I call you! !
Evil
Don't listen to a word they say
Will let you be alone at times,
Needed most.
That evil eyes looks at you,
and lies
All the hateful things you said
and what you've put me through.
Evil
In the heart of people
Evil
Wont care if you die
Evil
Is all that I can perceive in you
So is your dark side,
Your evil.
Evil is you.
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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In the Old Age of the Soul
I do not choose to dream; there cometh on me
Some strange old lust for deeds.
As to the nerveless hand of some old warrior
The sword-hilt or the war-worn wonted helmet
Brings momentary life and long-fled cunning,
So to my soul grown old -
Grown old with many a jousting, many a foray,
Grown old with namy a hither-coming and hence-going -
Till now they send him dreams and no more deed;
So doth he flame again with might for action,
Forgetful of the council of elders,
Forgetful that who rules doth no more battle,
Forgetful that such might no more cleaves to him
So doth he flame again toward valiant doing.
poem by Ezra Pound
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Lxxxvi
Man, why must thou do evil to evil?
Why must your fellow man fall by your hands?
Why in you evil you be so agile?
Why evil in your hands by sure commands?
Thou shall not kill, you have surely forgotten
Should a life for a life be your true creed?
In Americus, something is rotten
Rotten to the core, your murderous deed.
Night after night by the TV’s bright light
We are told daily that someone has died
We hear of those who only kill for sprite.
True, in heaven your soul shall be denied.
O man, where forth are thy truly petty
You stink of murder, your soul is sweaty.
poem by David E. Patton
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Why A Deed Done To Do
A deed to do that has been done,
Is best left to be discovered...
Than to await to get approval,
By those who will debate...
Why a deed done to do,
With a doing...
To disapprove of the doer.
As the deed done goes undiscussed,
Not to be mentioned.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The italians are wise before the deed; the germans in the deed; the french after the deed.
ME, In Your Eyes
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one can't be trusted,
I am the one who needs to be busted,
I am the one who causes trouble,
I am the one who has face that is doubled,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I always plan cunningly,
I always act deceivingly,
I always make you suffer,
I always deserve to face what's tougher,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I am the one who always ashames you,
I am the one who lacks satisfying you,
I am the one who struggles to be who,
I am the one who is lost in thou,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never see good in you,
I never appreciate what you do,
I could never act as you want me to,
I am not as good as you want me to,
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
Am I evil? Yes, I am.
I never bless,
I make you live this freaking mess,
This is the only thing to confess,
I am evil in your pretty eyes…