The Atheist Poems Thread

[ghoulslime]

Across a Field of Clover Running

Across a field of clover running,
Through the dew-wet sward I go,
Laws of earth and heaven shunning,
Through the streams of sunshine flow.

Bees on nectarous blossoms dancing,
Butterflies upon the wing,
Witness all my aimless prancing,
Hear the joyful song I sing.

Out across the emerald ceiling,
Soaring out across the green,
Like a swooping swallow feeling
Light as I have ever been,

Above a glorious clover field,
I move between the earth and sky.
To no element will I yield.
Listen to my exuberant cry

~ Daniel F Mitchell

[Davin]

^^ Excellent!

[ghoulslime]

Davin wrote

^^ Excellent!

[ghoulslime]

Sonnet for an Atheist

O, how free was I when I went my way,
Each dogma cast as grit beneath my tread!
And how the simple facts in order lay,
When rid of every falsehood in my head!
Atheist I am called for my worldview,
Denying lies which render theists blind,
Seeking the path toward all that is true,
With a stalwart heart and resolute mind.
But I have more than rejection of lies
And cowardly comfort of endless breath,
Which religious fools and liars devise
To dull away the sting of certain death.

Rich in the lavish lap of truth I live,
Possessing gifts that gods can never give.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

[ghoulslime]

[lostsheep]

Wonderful, thanks for these GS!

[Renegade]

Wow, this thread seems to have taken a (long) life of its own.

I posted this originally ('sagar' - that's me ), forgot about the thread, the forum and the username as well lol.

Am just SO glad to see the great collection here.

Thanks, Ghoulslime!

[mondrian]

How the bible really came to be written:

We were just some guys who were down on their luck
We needed some cash, so we just wrote a book.

We all ‘knew’ Mary, so we gave her a part
She was far from a virgin, just some skinny tart.

We said she gave birth in a stable one night
Seriously though, who’d believe all that shite?

The baby then had a visit from kings,
People believe the strangest of things.

An angel in the stable provided some light,
Whilst some shepherds fucked their flocks by night.

We then thought a crucifixion would make people sad,
Essentially it’s a story about this bloke and his dad.

So we went to publishers and showed them the score
But most of the bastards just showed us the door.

But one in particular liked it and said
This book’s a winner, it’ll keep us well fed.

It’s an interesting story, it’s got a good plot
But I have to say, that believable it’s not.

This jesus bloke seems slightly insane
I don’t like his handle, but what’s in a name?

Ah, I see, he was killed on a cross
That’s no big deal, who gives a toss.

Some parts are sad, some parts are funny
This book, my dears, will make us some money.

The first run of the book, sold in double-quick time
The people were queuing with no end to the line.

It made lots of money, the good life we tasted
We spent some money on whores and the rest we just wasted.

We had slaves and servants and graces and airs,
We didn’t give a toss, we were millionaires

We printed yet more books but they kept selling out,
We had no time left for just pissing about.

Then someone said, ‘I don’t give a fuck’,
‘I wish we’d not written this bleedin’ book’.

We were so pissed off with this fateful tome
We just switched off the presses and all fucked off home.

(And that’s when all the problems started)

I was at home screwing some whore,
When all sorts of people knocked on the door.

There were men dressed like women and looking right knobs,
They called themselves priest, they all wanted jobs.

The book tried to thrill, it tried to impress,
But it’s difficult to take seriously a man in a dress.

There were people cheering and running amok,
The fuckers were queuing right round the block.

When I first found out, I cared not one wit,
When I realised that people had swallowed our shit.

It was only a joke, it wasn’t planned,
We’d really fucked, it’s got out of hand.

I told them Jesus of Nazareth, he doesn’t exist
We just made him up one night we got pissed

It’s only a story about some knob-headed bloke
You’ve got to believe us, it was only a joke.

None of it’s real, we were taking the piss,
You can’t feed five thousand with five loaves and two fish!

The next thing we knew, we were in jail,
We’d been sentenced to hang and no chance of bail.

Were we to be punished for the shit in the book?
No. We were found guilty of some blasphemy fuck.

Please oh god, make them desist,
Oh shit, just remembered, you don’t exist.

[ghoulslime]

Renegade wrote

Wow, this thread seems to have taken a (long) life of its own.

I posted this originally ('sagar' - that's me ), forgot about the thread, the forum and the username as well lol.

Am just SO glad to see the great collection here.

Thanks, Ghoulslime!

Thanks for starting the thread, Renegade / Sagar! I owe you dinner and/or beer at least!

[ghoulslime]

Before Thy Day Doth Fade

Today, with all thy heart,
Love the bloom that wilts tomorrow.
Though from love thou must part,
Waste thou not a tear on sorrow.
At the sudden onset of night,
In the deepening shade,
Love thou dearly that precious light,
Before thy day doth fade.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

[Davin]

I really like that one.

[dannyen]

Good poems but i really love to read them in English rather than Hinglish.

[ghoulslime]

dannyen wrote

Good poems but i really love to read them in English rather than Hinglish.

Hinglish?

Thank you for shopping at 7-Eleven, just the same!

[JerryJohn]

POEMS?

God and family and a big ole gun,
Vote republican, fuck your hun
no perverts here in the land of the free
a wife and a family now that's for me

[ghoulslime]

JerryJohn wrote

POEMS?

God and family and a big ole gun,
Vote republican, fuck your hun
no perverts here in the land of the free
a wife and a family now that's for me

JerryJohn was a family-loving sort,
Who licked his sister's pee flaps, and fucked his mom for sport.
He jacked his Uncle Jack off, and rimmed his bum for free.
And come, come, came the saints when he sucked the family tree!

~ Ghoulslime H Christ