The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare
Intro: This poem descends into the moment betrayal is no longer hidden and rage learns to speak. What begins as loyalty rots into illusion, and from that fracture, wrath is born—not as chaos, but as intention. Read with caution: this is the anatomy of a soul pushed past forgiveness.
Outro: And when the echoes fade, what remains is not victory, but silence—the kind that forces reflection. Wrath may feel like release, but it leaves scars deeper than betrayal ever did. This poem does not ask for forgiveness or justification; it stands as a witness to what happens when pain is left to fester and the soul chooses fire over healing. What comes after wrath is the question that lingers.
The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare
In the relentless tick of the wristwatch, time reveals its cruel indifference—Father Time eroding youth, flesh, and fragile hopes into dust, while death lingers like an inevitable embrace. This piece confronts the quiet terror of running out of moments for authentic love, crushed instead by the heavy, hollow weight of lust and repeated defeats. What begins as mysteriously alluring (“enigmatic”) slowly fades from the heart, leaving an emptiness as elusive and hard to reclaim as the raw, heartfelt loyalty woven into Nas’s “One Love” on Illmatic—a track that, amid Queensbridge grit and loss, captures a deeper, street-forged bond that’s painfully rare in a world of fleeting connections.
In the hush after the last tick fades from the wrist, patience crumbles like forgotten ash—love’s enigmatic glow snuffed out not by drama, but by the slow grind of defeats, lust’s bruising weight, and Father Time’s indifferent pull toward the abyss.
The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare
This poem is for people haunted by eyes that once sparkled with wonder, now overflowing with ruin.
She chose and obsessed—to go to the soul cage. I wrote this once I saw: love without real caution is just code waiting to flood. Faith sank deeper when pretence ended and her obsession met my disarray. No sermon here just the confession of waves that overwhelmed what she pursued.
Conclusion
Love that surges without invitation is violence disguised as depth—my rage proved it merciless. She came as mermaid, seeking hidden seas; she left hollow, drowned by what I could not contain. In the silence after the flood, I hold only echoes and the weight of what I almost kept. If this stirs you, it is freedom calling—love true never refuses the mercy of goodbye
The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare
The poem “Eminently…” by Joseph Le Artist captures the double-edged nature of ecstasy: an overwhelming force that initially electrifies the soul and psychology but ultimately acts as a curse, pinning the speaker down like a fallen angel chained to earth. This intoxicating high feeds vices, nightmares, and a once-heartless existence, revealing itself as bondage rather than freedom. The true turning point arrives through deliberate purging—a painful yet liberating process of confronting and expelling demonic inner forces.
What emerges is genuine healing: an intimate reconnection with soberness that hushes chaos, restores emotional depth, and transforms a hardened heart into one capable of renewal. The core takeaway is clear—unchecked ecstasy leads to spiritual and psychological imprisonment, while intentional release and grounded clarity pave the way to authentic wholeness.In practical terms, the poem offers a roadmap for anyone wrestling with destructive highs, whether emotional, addictive, or obsessive.
First, recognize when euphoria becomes a chain by tracking its signs (racing thoughts, detachment, escalating vices) and choosing to purge rather than indulge—through detox, shadow work, physical release, or creative expression like poetry itself. Then, cultivate steady intimacy with soberness via daily grounding practices (mindfulness, nature, meaningful connections) and consistent inner battles against lingering patterns. If the struggle feels overwhelming, seek support from therapy, communities, or spiritual guidance. The poem’s hopeful arc reminds us: healing isn’t about avoiding highs entirely but refusing to let them rule. By embracing the purge as sacred work, what once felt like a curse becomes the catalyst for a more resilient, authentic life.
The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:is “A Flood of Fiery Lies” “Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare
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