Poetry

The Deadliest Sin

You can have me

Her

Him

Whatever, Whoever

Whenever you want.

Lips as sweet as honey

And as sticky as glue

A tongue that slips through your teeth

Tainting your mouth

With acid

 

Why run when you

Can stay and play?

Stay, and do with me

Him

Her

Whoever,

However you will.

Soft skin

Dissolves, falls, reveals

A hollowed skeleton within

Glowing eyes

Turn, burn, expose

An emptied soul

 

 

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Lust

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest. As you might have realized, this poem is way different than all of the previous “Seven Deadly Sin” poems. In this poem, the speaker and the “sin” are at war with one another within the poem as each try to reach out to the reader. Lust wants the reader to do as they please (and suffer for it) while the speaker is encouraging the reader to exercise restraint.

Lust is not love (just throwing that out there.) Lust is the excessive focus on sexual desire which can be accomplished alone or with others. I consider it the deadliest of the seven sins because of what lust has done to our world. Lust is responsible for a myriad of evils such as STDs, affairs, divorce, rape, etc.

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See the rest of my Deadly Seven Sins poems here:

Pride

Gluttony

Greed

Sloth

Wrath

Envy

Lust

 

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Poetry

The Possessive Sin

It should be mine.

She

Slides softly

Skirting

Across the ground

A slight hiss

Fills the air

Leaves rustle

Twigs crack

Fangs bared

Poison drips

She strikes.

It is mine.

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Envy

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Envy, also known as jealously, is desiring what someone else already has. Beyond that, it desires to take that certain something away from the other person.

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Poetry

The Destructive Sin

Burn it all down.

A small spark once took root

Inside the maiden’s heart

Healthy at first,

That evolved into a poison dart

 

Burn it all down.

The anger that grew

Into an inferno

Directed out at the world

Aimed like an arrow

 

Burn it all down.

Once it’s all done, she’ll strut

Through the smoke, bold as brass

Grinning at the world

She reduced to ash.

 

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Wrath

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Wrath, also known as rage or anger, is perhaps the most physically destructive of all the seven deadly sins. Wrath is the perversion of honest anger or the over excessive obsession with revenge.

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Poetry

The Empty Sin

It’s not my problem.

A world in chaos

That burns and twists

A society in shambles that might

Soon no longer exist

People live and people die

Souls go up in smoke

Parents torn and children cry

The family unit now revoked

Still, there she sits

And there she will stay

Swaying softly, blowing bubbles

Until her dying day.

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Sloth

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Slothfulness, or laziness, is often considered the least harmful of the seven deadly sins. After all, the individual is doing nothing, not harming themselves or anyone else, right? Wrong. “Evil exists when good men fail to act.” Slothfulness is refusing to do what is right due to their lack of desire to act at all.

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Poetry

The Material Sin

There is nothing but this.

Golden cups and golden coins

Diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, and pearls

This is my playground, these are my toys

Watch me dance, watch me twirl

There is nothing but this.

 

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Greed

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Greed, or Avarice, is the focus on earthly and material objects. It ignores the individual’s spiritual health and rather focus on what can be touched, felt, accumulated, and admired.

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Poetry

The Overabundant Sin

I want more.

In her hand

A golden rimmed chalice

On her face, a slight smile

Filled with malice

She sips  the wine and beguiles

Her guests

Before snapping her fingers

And demanding the rest.

Give Me More.

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Gluttony

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Gluttony is almost always portrayed as an obese person because gluttony is the excessive over-consumption of food or alcohol. However, even the thinnest person could be guilty of gluttony. Depends on the individual’s vice.

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Poetry

The First Sin

Who knows better than I?

Slim hands reach up

Without hesitation

Back arched in expectation

Fingers brush against the fruit

Golden and smooth

Who knows better than I?

Taunt skin broken by teeth

Juices flows from underneath

A sweet and yet bitter taste

A feeling that something

Or someone has been misplaced

Who knows better than I?

Painful separation

An early expulsion

Exiled to the wilderness

Hand-in-hand we stand

Punished by our own wickedness

***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.

Vanity

This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.

Vanity, more often known as Pride, is the excessive belief in oneself. It is the extreme hubris to believe that “I” know better, am better, think better, than everyone else.

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Poetry

The Virtue of Wanting and Waiting

Waiting

Is far different than

Not Wanting

Waiting

Is partial, temporarily chosen

Abstinence

Waiting

For blush, blue bouquets

Cracked oak wine barrels

Yards of lingering lace

Blue skies with blue breeze

A veil that flutters beneath

Diamond-encrusted tiara

Waiting

Is far different than

Not Wanting.

 

The Seven Virtues were created to combat each of the Seven Deadly Sins. These Seven Virtues first appeared tied together in an epic poem titled Pschomachia, written by Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, a Christian governor of the 400s AD. To battle Lust, there is Chastity.

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Chastity is the state or practice of refraining from extramarital, or from all, sexual intercourse. In this poem, I really wanted to focus on the point that chastity is not necessary having no sexual desires, but it is all about choosing not to act on them.

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Poetry

The Virtue of Reaching Out

Thrown to the ground

In nothing but a sheet

She shivers, trembles, and shrinks

Into hot sand

Harsh voices raising, roaring,

Accusing, Branding, Charging

Spit and spittle splatter

Flung against her face

Rock rumble in hungry hands

Waiting, wanting, to be thrown

Then,

He is there

Extending, Offering

A Hand

 

 

The Seven Virtues were created to combat each of the Seven Deadly Sins. These Seven Virtues first appeared tied together in an epic poem titled Pschomachia, written by Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, a Christian governor of the 400s AD. To battle Envy, there is kindness.

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Kindness is the act of showing compassion or mercy to someone who may or may not deserve it. Kindness can be shown in small or large ways. This poem was inspired by the kindness that Jesus showed the adulteress in John 7.

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Poetry

The Virtue of Time

What is the passage

                             Of time

                                             Except for

An opportunity

                          For Growth?

The Seven Virtues were created to combat each of the Seven Deadly Sins. These Seven Virtues first appeared tied together in an epic poem titled Pschomachia, written by Aurelius Clemens Prudentius, a Christian governor of the 400s AD. To battle Wrath, there is Patience.

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EnCarlo Dolci – Alegoria da Paciência , 1677 (portrait of a woman as ‘Patience ‘)ter a caption

Patience is the ability to accept a delay or an upset without responding negatively. Patience, in my opinion, is one of the hardest virtues that requires we see patience as an opportunity for self-growth.

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