Judgement Poems

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
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Because I cannot sleep
I make music at night.
I am troubled by the one
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1. Take a shower you don't want to smell.
2. Pick out an outfit that will blend in with the latest trends and won't make you a laughing stock of the school more than you already are

3. Put on some makeup so you can't even recognize yourself and your face tingles with an unbelievable issue. You can't satisfy otherwise you'll have ruined the hours of meticulous painting you apply to your face.
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Under silver wing
San Francisco's towers sprouting
thru thin gas clouds,
Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure
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The nicest child I ever knew
Was Charles Augustus Fortescue.
He never lost his cap, or tore
His stockings or his pinafore:
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Part I

INTRODUCTION. That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill, and a more dangerous one to the public. That a true Taste is as rare to be found as a true Genius. That most men are born with some Taste, but spoiled by false education. The multitude of Critics, and causes of them. That we are to study our own Taste, and know the limits of it. Nature the best guide of judgment. Improved by Art and rules, which are but methodized Nature. Rules derived from the practice of the ancient poets. That therefore the ancients are necessary to be studied by a Critic, particularly Homer and Virgil. Of licenses, and the use of them by the ancients. Reverence due to the ancients, and praise of them.
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Now the ice lays its smooth claws on the sill,
The sun looks from the hill
Helmed in his winter casket,
And sweeps his arctic sword across the sky.
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Know, O dear readers, that the medicine of a disease is to remove the
root cause of that disease. Isa (Jesus Christ) -peace be upon him-
was once asked: 'What thing is difficult?' He said: 'God's wrath.'
Prophet Yahya (John the Baptist) -peace be upon him- then asked:
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That night your great guns, unawares,
Shook all our coffins as we lay,
And broke the chancel window-squares,
We thought it was the judgement day
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oh heaven above
forgive this man who takes me down
he doesn't feel the pain inside
nor to see the aching heart...
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Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing,
And like enough thou know'st thy estimate,
The charter of thy worth gives thee releasing;
My bonds in thee are all determinate.
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A big round bright red postbox,
Is such a splendid sight, to me,
And the way we try posting our letters,
Is, moreover, a 'fun' sight to see.
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When Passion week started and Jesus
Came down to the city, that day
Hosannahs burst out at his entry
And palm leaves were strewn in his way.
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The vision of Christ that thou dost see
Is my vision’s greatest enemy.
Thine has a great hook nose like thine;
Mine has a snub nose like to mine.
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He that cannot choose but love,
And strives against it still,
Never shall my fancy move,
For he loves 'gainst his will;
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We women teach our little sons how wrong
And how ignoble blows are; school and church
Support our precepts and inoculate
The growing minds with thoughts of love and peace.
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I

What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there
a new thing under the Sun?
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Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck,
And yet methinks I have astronomy—
But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons' quality;
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Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind
To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind;
To me, who took eyes that I might you find:
Was ever grief like mine?
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It's Been Awhile, since I have been sincerely saddened by the way I Am not allowed to enjoy my life, it's been awhile since I've cried out to God to erase my sins, it's been awhile since I left Behind college just to make sure I don't become a common commodity for the average student statical Data entry, for another something with only a degree, but with no purpose, nor intentional stride to chase an Overrated American Dream. It's Been Awhile, since I attended a Church organization for a common word, for common folk, by common leadership of common delusional crisis, standings with a common knowledge to twist the common powers that a common theory of Heaven is earned by the duties accomplished by good deeds from stuwardes of the appraised and highly beloved, and favored good Samaritan, and the accompany presence of the false feelings of someone higher to take their life above their lust of personal gains.
it's Been Awhile, since I was supposed to be long dead and gone, decades ago decaying to the time I should not be able to rise up from the judgement of the condemning hand, but what ever you want me to be, I am right here now waiting for you to come back down to scare me up from your convenient dreams to see what I can do with my inner salvation with Shinning through a screen in your hand. Whatever you want for me to do, I cannot promise you the world, but in it's gripping stronghold upon my soul, I am waiting with my own blood on fire to politely cast aside from my olden identity to be wasted and washed away by a skilled lack of intellectual judgement, but I don't have to be a prophet to see, that life is too kind to you, and then to feel any concerns, nor remorse for how bitter things in mine, has made me determined to dim my eyes of your sight to understand that I am better than you, not for being a invulontary scapegoat and living sacrifice, but because I knew all along what to do with a phone, when wronged by just a fair skinned judgement to you, and I am so terrible and terrific in playing with the terrified God, when I look into the mirror and see the population in me; my face like, we are all one United priority family, with special needs, and special issues within ourselves, but everything all aside from my inner cores of my personal planet earth, I don't know how much more I can do with you, until they say, it's been awhile, since I have had some private me time, and It's been awhile, since I sought professional help to renew my mind and soul, and I have been taught to always hate myself literally in every aspect and willful way, but I am only one individual, and I am not supposed to save the world, or myself from learning how to impair the vision and viewership of the wrong audience, that can not understand what it's like to bleed, living and dying, because they are too petrified to subcome to learn, It's been awhile since I've been around just to breathe slowly, and it's been awhile, since I have enough mercifully to get across town as a lowlife, and pedestrian, and back without falling to my death, for the loss of will, and endurance to carry on wayward son, it's been awhile since, I earned a standing ovation for trying to win, and still only barely make it to the hill, for being One hundred percent short of height; standing; for being merely three hundred points hollow, I will be imperil someday; and I will be there waiting to hear the horn of elevation as, I close my eyes from forgiveness, nobody's purchased me for giving away a borrowed lie, that couldn't be as real as the sound of genocide. I'm claiming to know it all, but I know that for sure, I am doing well in my own special way to make sure you can never have any further prolonged misconceptions, I don't need a gift; the American girl; I am the GIF through timelines and technology that will continue foremost and I will never need to be your Whimsical principal of pride, strength and joy, because I am always willing to be a sunshine, but it's been awhile since I've had my own to soak into, for now I'm coming to realize how things have passed me by, but joy it's been a long time overdue coming through for my life like size leisure and personal toxic pleasure, it's been awhile...
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who even remembers ISIS now
where ISIS came from where they went
wars torture murder rape forced marriages
destruction of world heritage ancient
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final conclusion ISIS goes down in history
as evil vile another foot note terror organization
still terror trying to grow cancerous new roots
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At Dnipro a Russian missile strike did hit
in the middle of a apartment building,
this do into the action of a terrorist state fit,
where they do not care to use anything,
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check yourself fool
check your judgement
check yourself by judging yourself
pride yourself by judging yourself
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Sabrimala

While discussing Sabri, Yasoda, Ahilya, Mira and so on come to our mind, come to crowd the pages of our archetypal imagery with old and obsolete thoughts and ideas, conventions and rituals, something what it is good in them and something what it is wrong for us to judge and opine. How did Devadasis suffer it? How did the Vashnavite sadhvis and sevadasis? In writing Sabrimala, think I of my Vrindavana, Nautch girls, Bais, who crowd the brain and engage our space and scape, Vishkanyas and Nagakanyas. The oracle of the Indian soothsayers, oracle-makers, palmists, astrologers and other people of this sort I never liked them in totality. I even praised it not the roles of the temple-keepers and watchmen and florists. Who is what, God knows? Who will be how when, how to say that? People change under times, circumstances and situations. Definitions change it here from time to time.
I do not know what it to say with regard to the judgement and the parties concerned as because it is their case for which judgement lies it reserved always and it is up to them to dispense it or to pass the verdict. But why the commotion, the uproar for what? What the reason for not allowing the women of 10 to 50 years of age? Will life spend as thus in waiting? In waiting for the time to pass? Should they be not allowed to enter into the temple? If they are not, when will they be able to visit the shrine?
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Don't make a show of your false piety,
Of your inner state God is not unaware of;
How long will you be under the false impression...
...that you can deceive God and His people?
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Judgement day
That judgement day
Remember the judgement day
Cruel man who is wicked
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Questions were asked.
Often not even real questions.
Answers not really required, sought or desired?
So why ask the questions?
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We are all judged in the end
if we live long enough we start
to judge ourselves in reflections
society judges us people judge us
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