Love Poems About Hordes or Hordes Love Poems
by Craig Sipe |
Categories: death, first love,

Zombie Love Sonnet 3

Shall I liken you to a corpse bouquet?
You are certainly ripe and more fetid.
The fond zephyrs of May waft your decay
Up the addled noses of us wretched  
Hordes famished for flesh, lurching on the moor,
And me amongst them clawing to your scent
Putrix beyond the spitty chum’s allure
Propels me well beyond routine ferment
To you, though Fate’s sickle blade shall flail
My congealed member’s once firm resolve,
And fire inflames us just shy of the pale,
Our passion will continue to devolve.
   Ever, shall she be my prime cadaver,
   O to undie again, and to have her!

by Sharon Fallis |
Categories: faith, inspirational, love,

Stand Up Tall and Be Counted

Stand up tall and be counted,
join the mighty force.
Make sure to be united,
so there is no remorse.

Take a bible in your hand,
swear unto God up above.
Tell others of your stand,
and His mighty, mighty love.

Stand up tall and be counted,
join the hallowed rehearsed.
Follow the Lord, undaunted,
debunking all sinners first.

Take up the sword of justice,
protedt hordes along the way.
Heartfelt yells of gustiness,
when Jesus leads the way.

Stand up and be counted,
join the heavenly source.
Obey His simple commands,
stay on Gods destined course.

by Andrew Jacob Jung |
Categories: home, i miss you, ireland, longing, miss you, travel,

How Far November

I'm overtaken
'Tis nigh season of trav'ling
And I alight again, Love
O how I despair 
To wander ancient isles
Alone among the great hordes

How far November
When to our farm, our boys, and
To your arms I return, Love
O sweet Donegal
My home and winter's respite
'Til I alight again, Love

August 18, 2017


by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: life, love, nature, people, seasons, social, time, longing,

Silent Poet

In winter I nestle 
under your quilt warming me  
till snow melts.

In spring I bloom 
from your quilt to bear fruits
of everlasting joy.

In summer I watch 
hordes of backpackers, under my shades 
as heat wave makes them bored.
	
In fall I remember 
you, my sanctuary, full of uplifting smiles
as I, slowly, turn into gray.

Before your eyes I became 
the silent poet, longing for your warm
embrace when winter, again, comes.

by John Mcgrath |
Categories: childhood,

Adams Testament

IN ANSWER TO MY EVICTION FOR BREAKING HIS SACRED RULE.
EVE AND I SWORE ALLEGIANCE TO THE TEACHINGS FROM HIS SCHOOL.
CAIN FAILED HIS MORAL TEST,AND THEN FLEW THIS NEST OF LOVE.
BLAMING HIS UNDERSTANDING FATHER,FOR NOT GIVING ENOGH.
THE GIFTS ABUNDANT UPON OUR TABLES OF FRUIT AND MORE.
AND THE GREEDY PROTESTANTS OF WILD UNKNOWING CHORES.
OUR FOOD AND WATER!BOTH DRUNK TO ECCESIVE DEGREES.
THERE RAN OUR ADDICTED CHILDREN SEARCHING TO BE FREE.
THE IDOLISING HORDES OF UNCHARTERRED SHORES OF IMAGINARY!
WE!WERE THROWN OUT OF PARADISE!FOR JUST SUCH HEATHENRY!

by Moonbee Canady |
Categories: allegory, death, dedication, faith, family, hope, inspirational, life, loss, love, peace, people, sad, sister, sympathyart, art,

' the Knight Guards Thee ... ' (Medieval # 5)

Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken
The Knight Guards Thee
as Thou Slumber midst
Embers of Purity
with Palms of Vespers
Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken

A Chaste Kiss doth Pledge
The Knight Guards Thee
Treads the Cold-Castle Halls
...Hours of Torch-lit Vigil
Eyes, Terrible as Flames Upon...
Thy Fairness... never Forsaken

Nay, no Invasion of Spirit Cometh
The Knight Guards Thee
against Travail, Hordes and Dread
Sword and Teeth wouldst Bathe in Blood
'Ere harm Trespass to Thee
Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken
In Peace, Rest... Fair Maiden

(Written For My Sweet Sister, Jennie)

by Joe King |
Categories: angst, death, depression, fear, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, love, sad, me, me, ocean,

Sorrow

This vast ocean is streching beyond my horizons

this ocean is a dark storm filled hell

My sorrowful waters contain hordes of demons

waiting to pull me down and drown me within its vast emptiness

This ocean will hide me even from my loving angel

who is seeking to free me from its violent grasp

I must survive this frozen place to be reunited with my angel

for i must protect her fragile heart from this evil place

My sorrowfull ocean is forever stretching

by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories: analogy, angel, assonance, inspiration,

-as the Angels Cry Ice For Tears

Mankind is so cold, they're Sinners they're liars oh! God Why does it snow in April The evil transgresses, surpasses and the hordes of lies Are in the air misconception that the wrong directions As will is destroyed in the atmosphere Spreading evils cold condensation Hatred love misplacement As the Angels gather together They're shaking in their wings As they're crying snow comes from their tears Why are they so hurt man's delusions He's evil but he has a choice To refuse the demons rebuke their voice As the Angels gather near They are crying ice for Tears O' help them Lord to dry their eyes!
4/6/20 James Edward Lee Sr 2020

by Angela Douglas |
Categories: angst, celebrity, loneliness, love, sorrow,

Buried

Because I am nothing
A spiraling speck
Insignificant and ignored
Waving along with the
hordes of other hands
Shouting out among
a vast slew of other voices
Buried deep below
by the shallow and insincere
masses in their makeup
and masks
No one will ever know
what stories I wrote
within the hallowed halls
of my heart
What loyalty and love
I longed to impart
My song throttled
from my throat
before I could sing
a single note
I am a beauteous book
that will never be read
Banished to a solitary shelf
in a barren basement
Because I am no one
Because I am nothing
to you

by Christopher Quigley |
Categories: poetry,

Interlaced

My feet tear at the ground as god pulls you above
The all powerful against the unmoving
You are love but you will not have mine
Your hordes of angels 
lie at my feet exhausted unable to loosen my grip
No light or image passed between our gaze 
will falter my look of love
All souls welcomed fill heavens final spaces
and from above witness our eternal struggle
And demons and lost souls pass sniggers from below
All light sleeps in slumber, sound rests it weary head
All is gone from stars to dust
And in the nothingness
My hand in yours
And my love for you still grows