Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 22-November 07:34:52 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

The Congregation of The Damned

Contributed by slayer_015 on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 01:35:06 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The vile smell of rotting fruit,upon a failing vine,
Mingled with the awful scent of fast decaying wine,
Greets a solemn congregation,all in garb of black,
Greets them walking somberly,with all light at their backs.
Slowly now upon the road,they trudge through dust and mud,
Until they reach a broken bridge,o'er a flowing river of blood.
Still they find their way across,to answer an alter call,
Still in weary droves they go,to answer one and all.
Now the grim faced mob of souls,see the firelight,
Of the gate swung wide for them,and the church,now just in sight,
Through these gates none return,no matter what they say,
Through these gates clad in fire,they bid farewell to day.
Into this church,they carry on,and sit in darkened pews,
To hear their master, laugh and preach,as all recieve their dues,
Each will sit unwillingly,to hear his blasphemous sermon,
Each undying soul will sit like filthy unsought vermin.
Their master has arrived at last,and with black uncaring eyes,
He stares each soul up and down,with a countenance wrought of lies,
AWAKE!he speaks in tones of death,to those witless souls,
AWAKE AND FEEL!he speaks again, in cold harsh waking billows.
Screaming now,they see their fate,and pray for God above,
To free them from this gastly place,deviod of light and love.
Wailing tears of clotted blood,fall on the ashen floor,
Wailing cries,go unheard,as God shuts heaven's door.
Satan laughs with spiteful glee,as he sees them crying there,
Chained forever to the wickedness,in his dark and evil glare.
No more,will death visit them,though they wish it so,
No more,happy days of joy,in the fire's deep red glow.
So listen now,and hear these words,spoken to your soul,
Avoid this place,and pray to God,before death bids you go.
REPENT,and live unending life,upon God's golden shore,
REPENT,I beg,and live for Christ,the one who all adore.




Copyright © slayer_015 ... [ 2004-02-05 01:35:06]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: The Congregation of The Damned (User Rating: 1 )
by Vitreous_Soul on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 01:43:33 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Stunning...I am now taking notice. The flow is quite mellifluous, and the rhymes rich and original. I'll be keeping an eye on your posts, since this one impressed me a great deal.

Truly,
-V.S.


Re: The Congregation of The Damned (User Rating: 1 )
by Vitreous_Soul on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 01:45:01 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Oh, almost forgot: that's one of the coolest titles i've heard in a while!

-V.S.


Re: The Congregation of The Damned (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 02:30:35 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Words can't express how awesome this write is ... excellent work ... Jan




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com