Pernicious is having a harmful effect,
especially in a gradual or subtle way.
Insidious means proceeding in gradual,
subtle way, but with harmful effects.
Hideous means ugly or disgusting to
look at.
Pugnacious means eager or quick to
argue, quarrel, or fight
Trump consulted with mind of a mystic,
What happened was he went ballistic,
And irritated,
With being berated,
Hearing definition of each characteristic.
Jim Horn
Not only was Trump harmfully pernicious,
He had been boisterous and also insidious;
Hypocrisy,
His philosophy;
Appearing pugnacious and also hideous.
Jim Horn
There has to be a few chuckles somewhere
within you. Right!!!
Now I am going to write a poem using
above defined words.
There is a kingdom near to me well-known,
For it has gleaming gates, and golden face.
It seems the seed of gladness there are sown.
The heads of citizens are blank; the space
Where once the deep and probing questions lay,
Now ads that plaster streets do take their place.
My head is filled with ads as well, I may
Admit, but I know of a special kind,
Amidst the ads they think, discuss, and play.
These “they’s” I talk of come to love and find
The One that frees them, one who breaks the things—
Revenge and greed—that harmfully do bind.
These “they’s” are rebels, faces gold they bring
Humility, and when these “they’s” show love,
The One that lives within does have them sing.
And when confronted by the love that’s of
The people—think, discuss, and play—the kings
And kingdoms gold away did pass by dove.
Into this old world I do endure
From the painful prolonged
Memories
You decided to leave me with
I tolerate each and every snare
That harmfully lured me into
This trap
The plan to do me more harm
Than good
I pray for the healing of an evil
Heart
That truly live’s in the place was
Meant for your heart
While you pray a loud for my
Soul demise..
I still pray on bending knee’s
I pray to the lord to make me
Strong,
To fight off the evil deeds you
Wish upon me
I would like to pray a prayer
For my oppressor
And with the ending I will bid
You a fare, oh farewell
And I will wake in the morning
At the crack of dawn..
whenever i close my eyes and brood
i hear a howl and a roar
in my soul
a howl and a roar that blast me harmfully
for not achieving my goal
i demand to execute my heavenly wants
to cease the thing am here for .