Seven Sickly Sweet Sins
A rich tradition of perdition
Passed down by ancestral kin
A poor reason for coercion
To stem the flow of souls which bear such implications within
Those predators disguised as sheep whom slipped past the gates of heaven
Pride
The true mother of all our sins
Birthing abominations from her womb
Which all to soon had consumed
The humble men once residing within
Kin to such sin
We concealed our empty shells behind impermeable shields
Envy
Coveting others lovely things,
We secretly pined to make them ours
Such jealousy had easily overpowered
And perverted our dreams
Kin to such sin
We foolishly traded an eye for an eye and a life for a life
Gluttony
We feasted to fill the void within
Gorging upon the plate of our blights
Such cruel appetites for sinful delights
Filled our bloated gullets to the brim
Kin to such sin
We're Shut-in, confined within the homes which became our tombs
Lust
Sins after the ever tempting, nay seductive flesh
To taste of such sweet, illustrious forbidden fruits
These trivial pursuits had left our lovers bruised
Clenching tight the hearts deep within sunken chests
Kin to such sin
We wore well the skins reaped to keep as distasteful trophies
Wrath
The grapes of wrath fermented such a sacrilegious wine
An acquired taste which we have yet to find bitter still
So perfect for the final meal of our infernal overkill
Hosting a banquet for enemies of our thinning bloodline
Kin to such sin
We brought to the table a fabled dish best served cold
Greed
Possessions we held quickly paled, fading in luster
Grasping for more though we always had plenty
Indeed this greed was spawned by our envy
A insatiable thirst for which we eternally suffer
Kin to such Sin
We extended our reach to claim the sun preventing the morning to come
Sloth
Life spent under muttered breaths, insipid, listless
A pitiful existence that sadly became all but lost
We lazy slobs whom fancied our selves posh
Wasted what once was viewed a gift so precious
Kin to such sin
We slowly decayed, rotting away alone with nothing to atone
Seven Sickly Sweet Sins
A poor tradition of submission
Passed down by ancestral kin
A rich reason for rebellion
Which served to arouse we the wolves of lush obsessions
To rise to the occasion, committing such high treason
So with nothing to lose
And even less to gain
God tied well the noose
From which we now hang
Pointing His finger towards we the damned who effortlessly sway
A reminder to all, "we have only our selves to blame"
A rich tradition of perdition
Passed down by ancestral kin
A poor reason for coercion
To stem the flow of souls which bear such implications within
Those predators disguised as sheep whom slipped past the gates of heaven
Pride
The true mother of all our sins
Birthing abominations from her womb
Which all to soon had consumed
The humble men once residing within
Kin to such sin
We concealed our empty shells behind impermeable shields
Envy
Coveting others lovely things,
We secretly pined to make them ours
Such jealousy had easily overpowered
And perverted our dreams
Kin to such sin
We foolishly traded an eye for an eye and a life for a life
Gluttony
We feasted to fill the void within
Gorging upon the plate of our blights
Such cruel appetites for sinful delights
Filled our bloated gullets to the brim
Kin to such sin
We're Shut-in, confined within the homes which became our tombs
Lust
Sins after the ever tempting, nay seductive flesh
To taste of such sweet, illustrious forbidden fruits
These trivial pursuits had left our lovers bruised
Clenching tight the hearts deep within sunken chests
Kin to such sin
We wore well the skins reaped to keep as distasteful trophies
Wrath
The grapes of wrath fermented such a sacrilegious wine
An acquired taste which we have yet to find bitter still
So perfect for the final meal of our infernal overkill
Hosting a banquet for enemies of our thinning bloodline
Kin to such sin
We brought to the table a fabled dish best served cold
Greed
Possessions we held quickly paled, fading in luster
Grasping for more though we always had plenty
Indeed this greed was spawned by our envy
A insatiable thirst for which we eternally suffer
Kin to such Sin
We extended our reach to claim the sun preventing the morning to come
Sloth
Life spent under muttered breaths, insipid, listless
A pitiful existence that sadly became all but lost
We lazy slobs whom fancied our selves posh
Wasted what once was viewed a gift so precious
Kin to such sin
We slowly decayed, rotting away alone with nothing to atone
Seven Sickly Sweet Sins
A poor tradition of submission
Passed down by ancestral kin
A rich reason for rebellion
Which served to arouse we the wolves of lush obsessions
To rise to the occasion, committing such high treason
So with nothing to lose
And even less to gain
God tied well the noose
From which we now hang
Pointing His finger towards we the damned who effortlessly sway
A reminder to all, "we have only our selves to blame"
Author notes
I read the rules and i went with choice #2!
Written June 20th, 2005
A contest entry
- {Capricious Cruelty} by Marzipan.
300 points, ended November 22, 2005, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - 7 Deadly sins by shattered logic.
505 points, ended March 16, 2007, 34 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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"Lust
Sins after the ever tempting, nay seductive flesh
To taste of such sweet, illustrious forbidden fruits
These trivial pursuits had left our lovers bruised
Clenching tight the hearts deep within sunken chests"
this one is my favorite. -
You're most welcome. Not one of your best? I don't know if I can believe that, but then again my taste is rather odd. But I suppose if this is what your rants look like I should see you at your best. I will most definitely check those out, but tonight or tomorrow though, I have to get to work at the moment.
-Allura -
Well thank you very much for the comment… this is not one of my best writes.. well it holds meaning and all but it does not show much of my poetic talent its more of a rant in some ways.. I need to go over it a bit and fine tune it .. my best are “The Ascension Of Melpomene To Stand Beside My Minds Throne “ or “The Blaze Once in my Veins” check out one of those and let me know what ya think.. I hope you are satisfied with them..
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Wow, talk about creep up in a quiet seductive way and knock me face down. Very(!) nice job. I liked it a lot, I will probably bookmart as well as applaud. The repetition of "Kin to such sin" is very well placed. Your words are wise and very interesting, and I really loved the rhyme.
This line stuck out to me (among others):
"Kin to such sin
We foolishly traded an eye for an eye and a life for a life"
E-x-c-e-l-l-e-n-t to to the T...
-Allura -
This is very good, I'm loving it. Your words really empowered this poem, giving it a very real feeling and a sense of dismay.
Good Luck in my contest =D
~Sylvia x -
Amazing
I like this theme and the way you made into a poem. Hehe. Amazing.
<3 doc Matt <3 -
Greed
Possessions we held quickly paled, fading in luster
Grasping for more though we always had plenty
Indeed this greed was spawned by our envy
A insatiable thirst for which we eternally suffer
i agree sooooo much.
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It was hard to read with the white text.. I would like to read it without having to squint. The world is just as wicked today and I think we should hang people in a public square for drug dealing .. whack off both hands for stealing ..let them find thier ass and wipe it without a hand.. LOL
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This is very well written but I don't think it holds much in the way the world works today. It would be perfect for the world say in the 17th and 18th centuries. Times that were less complicated than they are now. I'd give some examples but I'm afraid it would spark a much heated debate! I'm not sure who the composer of the musical score is for your background but it reminds me Motzart. A man known for his debauchery. As I sadi very well done!
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Wow, I love the way it flows all the way through. I really love this bit : Seven Sickly Sweet Sins
A poor tradition of submission
Passed down by ancestral kin
A rich reason for rebellion
Which served to arouse we the wolves of lush obsessions
To rise to the occasion, committing such high treason,
Amazing work and im off to read more
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I like this, there are some good lines here. I think you have some good things to say about these themes. I especially like this:
Kin to such Sin
We extended our reach to claim the sun preventing the morning to come
It reminded me tho of like how in satanism the 7 deadly sins are actually encouraged, and like how interesting that is. I'm not a satanist but I just think that there are different ways of living life, some more self-destructive than others. -
Holy shite
Wow... me and my friends have called ourself the seven sins (as there are 7 of us duh) O.o Currently I am lust
But yah back on subject, I really liked this, and it was very well written. I loved the way it was set out. I really liked the lines : So with nothing to lose
And even less to gain
God tied well the noose
From which we now hang'
and
Such jealousy had easily overpowered
And perverted our dreams
Kin to such sin
We foolishly traded an eye for an eye and a life for a life'
Great write and continue the good work. ~Alatariel~ -
awesome write
wow this was awesoome and laid out and penned wonderfully .. a great wite. thanks for sharing your words with me. i enjoyed this write veery much. -
I would of liked to read you poem but I am affraid with the background you have chosen it is much to hard to read, it is not a critism of your work but I do suggest you change it I am sure you will get a much more receptive audience, and if you do i will definately come back and comment.
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