Of Offerings
Dost thou understandeth not
Unleashed evil on thy doors
Thy senses in ropes
Knotted
Ancient deities
Personification of the evil
In nature and man
In woman
In beast
Some curse
A sacrifice on the scale
From bad to worse
Human blood
A virgin head
Some sweets
Feast to many
Signs understood
In fabrications
Be a host
Sometimes
Of offerings in alms
In charity
To widen the heart
Much space for every soul
Be the dust particle
In the sea of sand
9/9/2009
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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The evil and the good
The things we call evil
Is evil only to us
As we don’t see it
In relation to the rest
Of the universe; so
It is not evil but good
In its own nature; hence
No evil is evil.
23.12.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Evil Woman
I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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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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The Mask Of Light
the mask of light
under my face
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
the touch of sand
under my fingers
covered by dust
my lips are sealed
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
a grain of wisdom
under my skin
covered by years
see no evil
hear no evil
speak no evil
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Evil Woman
Patrick simmons
Well, the lights turnin gray, nearly every day
Come a walkin into town and try to find the way
Well, Ive only got a nickel, got to score myself a dime
And try to make it til tomorrow, buy a little more time
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman
Well, my damsel shes a woman with coal black hair
Dont you look her in her eye when she starts to stare
cause her beauty drive you crazy
And her potions steal your soul
No matter how you beg her she dont ever let you go
Well, you can cry, you can plead
It wont help you none
Shell keep you in the shadows, never see the sun
Try to run, try to hide
Find a place to stay
No matter where you go you cant get away
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman, oh
For evil woman set my life free
I cant go on livin this way, no
Evil woman set my life free
Pullin me down, down
I cant go on this way
Down, down my head will go against the floor again
Down, down my head will go against the floor again
Down, down I cant go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I cant go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I cant go on this way
Down, down my head will go again
Down, down I cant go on this way
Down, down, down
Well, the lights turnin gray
Nearly evry day
Come a walkin into town
Try to find my way
I said I only got a nickel
Got to score myself a dime
Try to make it til tomorrow
Buy a little more time
My damsel shes a woman with coal black hair
Dont you look her in her eye when she starts to stare
cause her beauty drive you crazy
And her potions steal your soul
No matter how you beg her she dont ever let you go
Evil woman, evil woman
Evil woman
song performed by by Doobie Brothers
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Unsure
evil witch of the dark hunt
where art thou when thy shall need thee
benign angel of the bright gathering
why art thy heart so opaque
but why would thy be needed when thy
heart is not such darkness as thy is.
thy opaqueness is unnatural for someone
so pure thou must clear thy soul
if thy truly were evil thou shalt have thy
heart so pure and thy soul so clear
if thy truly were benign thou shalt have
thy heart so unclear and thy soul so dark
art thou truly the evil witch?
art thou truly the benign angel?
poem by Archangel Lucifer
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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…
Ethiopia Saluting The Colors
WHO are you, dusky woman, so ancient, hardly human,
With your woolly-white and turban'd head, and bare bony feet?
Why, rising by the roadside here, do you the colors greet?
('Tis while our army lines Carolina's sand and pines,
Forth from thy hovel door, thou, Ethiopia, com'st to me,
As, under doughty Sherman, I march toward the sea.)
Me, master, years a hundred, since from my parents sunder'd,
A little child, they caught me as the savage beast is caught;
Then hither me, across the sea, the cruel slaver brought.
No further does she say, but lingering all the day, 10
Her high-borne turban'd head she wags, and rolls her darkling eye,
And curtseys to the regiments, the guidons moving by.
What is it, fateful woman--so blear, hardly human?
Why wag your head, with turban bound--yellow, red and green?
Are the things so strange and marvelous, you see or have seen?
poem by Walt Whitman
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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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Why am I so evil?
Why am I so evil?
Is it because of bad things I do to others?
Is it because I curse
Is it because I have sex
Is it because I smoke weed?
Why am I so evil?
Was I born to be evil?
Or is it just a route I decided to take
Do I do evil because everyone else does it?
Or is it something I love to do
Do I like seeing people get hurt?
Or is it because am really the only one hurt?
Why am I so evil?
poem by Terry Coates
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Evil Man
Evil Man
Thou break the young heart
She tender and so small
Her eyes blind to evil men
Why must thou be the first one?
Thou buy sweet and chewing gum
Introduce and transform the lass
Thine child growing up
Fall she may in the trap
And thou mayest hate that the most
The world is so small
And that evil may haunt thee
poem by Mahamma Adrianne
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Evil On Foot
For ten years
Evil stood on the hills
Of Afghanistan
Evil on foot
Moved in and out of Pakistan
When he hit the West
Lives erupted in dust and smoke
Concrete and glass icons fell
Tears flooded the street of nations
All this
As Evil
Stroked his beard in victory
For ten years
Blood stuck to human corps
Evil reigned triumphant
Delighted in the carnage
And Justice waits
As Evil walked
And years passed
Desire for revenge boils
More lives taken
In the name of Allah
And Justice waits
Suddenly
On Sunday
A morning in Spring
Justice dressed in green
Struck
And Evil without a gasp died
poem by Buxton Shippy
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The Soldiers View
The soldier in question
said the world
contains evil.
If it didn't contain evil
we wouldn't have to construct God
no evil no God.
I think.
No evil no wars
but this is not human
possibility we need entertain
because there will always
be evil.
There will always be war
because human beings
are aggressive animals.
These were his thoughts
friends you might agree
or choose not to agree
but the evidence points?
poem by Wayne Falconer
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What Evil Is
Evil waits,
As silent as nothing,
Held in a frail wooden cage,
Waiting to be unleashed.
Evil is a shadow,
Dark and foreboding.
An anger,
Following in our footsteps.
Evil is a wound,
Raw and bleeding.
A deep cut,
Walking hand in hand with pain.
Evil is a blazing flame,
Burning and consuming.
A flicker of destruction,
Unpredictable.
Evil is a cracked image,
The reflection in a smashed mirror.
A twisted reflection,
Of ourselves.
Slave Produce
Eat! they are cates for a lady's lip,
Rich as the sweets that the wild bees sip;
Mingled viands that nature hath pour'd,
From the plenteous stores of her flowing board,
Bearing no trace of man's cruelty—save
The red life-drops of his human slave.
List thee, lady! and turn aside,
With a loathing heart, from the feast of pride;
For, mix'd with the pleasant sweets it bears,
Is the hidden curse of scalding tears,
Wrung out from woman's bloodshot eye,
By the depth of her deadly agony.
Look! they are robes from a foreign loom,
Delicate, light, as the rose leaf's bloom;
Stainless and pure in their snowy tint,
As the drift unmarked by a footstep's print.
Surely such garment should fitting be,
For woman's softness and purity.
Yet fling them off from thy shrinking limb,
For sighs have render'd their brightness dim;
And many a mother's shriek and groan,
And many a daughter's burning moan,
And many a sob of wild despair,
From woman's heart, is lingering there.
poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
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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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Song III
Have mercy on me, my Lord,
For a foe treds o'er me and strives
Mindfully that time and again
I be wearied by all adversity.
Cruelly he treds, proud in his throng,
Stifling me with cruelness undue;
Never's the day I'm free of him,
Nor is my night empty of grim fear.
Yet, be it day, be it night when
Pondrous fear doth oppress, kind Father,
Thou, my Defender, art my hope,
And in each need to the end shall be.
Whilst I, Lord, being assured
In Thy promises, neither blind
Human connivance, nor fierce threat,
Nor battle's dread would I fear.
Whatever I say, they wrongly construe;
To my each deed they give rebuke;
Impious ones have turned all care
To rendering me most loatheful.
In temples by veiled treachery
Or open offence they conspire
To smite me; my every path they mark,
No safety would they afford me.
And this Thou wouldst suffer, just Lord?
Evil ones are to rejoice in such doings?
Wouldst Thou waiver bringing unrising
Ruin to a Temple of such calumny?
I know, verily I know, Lord eternal,
That my every defeat Thou dost reckon,
Tears from sad eyes Thou dost retain,
And dread afflictions' cause Thou dost know;
Work of evildoers Thou turnst to naught,
But to me a kindly ear dost lend,
And brights signs of Thy benevolence
And constant love to me Thou dost reveal.
Whilst I, Lord, being assured
In Thy promises, neither blind
Human connivance, nor fierce threat,
Nor battle's dread would I fear.
And ever to Thee, fatherly guard
Of my being, fuli praise I'll offer
In fitting song; unhindered, I'll feign
Not giving, free by thy grace, my avowed
Sacrifice. With Thine aid, my feet
Shall stray not from Thy sacred path,
For such time as my spirit's abode
In this frail body be, O my Lord!
poem by Mikolaj Sep Szarzynski
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A ray of hope..
The magnificent cities are built,
The darkness of nature chased out,
Under the glorious man made lights,
The darkness of evil erupts.
The evil makes the human,
to think themselves as individuals,
even separates the younger human,
from the norms of culture.
The evil sends the deadly virus,
through the system to corrupt us.
Let us not be the cronies,
to reap huge luck and profits.
As the evil of hate,
may darken our hearts,
Let us show the light of love,
to chase out the devil in our thought.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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To be O Not to be
To be o not be
The deception of the mind is
Imaginary through ur eyes
The concept of the heart is to visionary be an emotion
But it pumps out blood with no soul
Eyes see through optics beyond men
Be fooled u lose
To be o not to be
Perception Blindness is of the weak
Optimistic vision is of the wise
Thus u see no evil, hear no evil, be no evil
Still remains
To be o not to be
poem by Gift Macozoma
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