Christian Poems and Poetry about Christianity
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Christian poems, religious poetry written by those in the Christian faith. Also poems about Christianity, offering different perspectives on the religion. Poetry incorporating symbolism, ideas, practices and beliefs from the Christian faith.
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 6:08am
22nd Jan 2025 6:08am
Inside Richard Rose's Mind
The secret realm.
Richard's mind.
Darryl and Diana stop there, shocked at the bloody sky. They also stop shocked at the fact they're nearly naked. Diana wears a green bra and panties. Darryl blank trunks. They hold each other's hands tight, bracing themselves for the true showdown between them and her father. All through out this world are signs telling too many rules. Trying to persecute them.
Darryl and Diana have seen each other naked before. They've had sex after all and that was the problem here. A sign already popped out at them, Diana getting freaked...
Richard's mind.
Darryl and Diana stop there, shocked at the bloody sky. They also stop shocked at the fact they're nearly naked. Diana wears a green bra and panties. Darryl blank trunks. They hold each other's hands tight, bracing themselves for the true showdown between them and her father. All through out this world are signs telling too many rules. Trying to persecute them.
Darryl and Diana have seen each other naked before. They've had sex after all and that was the problem here. A sign already popped out at them, Diana getting freaked...
#Christian
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Sappho
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 4:47pm
21st Jan 2025 4:47pm
Dear Mary Magdalene!
I know you're a woman honest and kind.
I want to ask you some questions, if you don't mind.
They say you had to prostitute yourself to survive.
If that's true, I pity your hard life.
They say you were a sinner, by demons possessed.
But I think you were neither sinful nor obsessed.
Church fathers defended their power with might.
That's why they tried to silence you, am I right?
You played a significant role in Jesus' life.
Were you an apostle or even his wife?
He trusted you secrets not easy to understand
Which you were intuitively...
I want to ask you some questions, if you don't mind.
They say you had to prostitute yourself to survive.
If that's true, I pity your hard life.
They say you were a sinner, by demons possessed.
But I think you were neither sinful nor obsessed.
Church fathers defended their power with might.
That's why they tried to silence you, am I right?
You played a significant role in Jesus' life.
Were you an apostle or even his wife?
He trusted you secrets not easy to understand
Which you were intuitively...
#Christian
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 1:59am
16th Jan 2025 1:59am
Using Both Logic and Intuition
In psychology, there are four attachment styles.
Secure.
Anxious preoccupied.
Dismissive Avoidant.
Fearful Avoidant.
Anxious attachment styles uses primarily emotions to make decisions while dismissive avoidants use logic as their main strategy. Secure encourages both options. And fearful avoidant is disorganized, using one or the other at different times.
My attachment style is originally fearful avoidant. Trying to become secure, but I honestly don't know if being secure means I have to ignore the social injustices I go...
Secure.
Anxious preoccupied.
Dismissive Avoidant.
Fearful Avoidant.
Anxious attachment styles uses primarily emotions to make decisions while dismissive avoidants use logic as their main strategy. Secure encourages both options. And fearful avoidant is disorganized, using one or the other at different times.
My attachment style is originally fearful avoidant. Trying to become secure, but I honestly don't know if being secure means I have to ignore the social injustices I go...
#Christian
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Poeticking81
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 6:17pm
12th Jan 2025 6:17pm
This poem is called Beautiful Flowers
Your thoughts are like seeds....
......and you plant them....
everyday.....
.....
.......
this was what I told a neighbor......
.......when he told me....
he didn't have a garden.....
.......
but I said.....Oh Yes.....you do...
Your Head.....
.......and whatever you think most about...
that is what you plant.....
.......and that is what will grow...
.......
and then I said....
And.....they will grow....Big....
Yes...they will....
whether they are.....Beautiful Flowers....
or....
Nasty Weeds.......
......and you plant them....
everyday.....
.....
.......
this was what I told a neighbor......
.......when he told me....
he didn't have a garden.....
.......
but I said.....Oh Yes.....you do...
Your Head.....
.......and whatever you think most about...
that is what you plant.....
.......and that is what will grow...
.......
and then I said....
And.....they will grow....Big....
Yes...they will....
whether they are.....Beautiful Flowers....
or....
Nasty Weeds.......
#Christian
#flowers
#God
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dnzmemn66
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 2:20pm
7th Jan 2025 2:20pm
Tears
My tears are cleansing
My tears are true
I cry these tears with thoughts of you
You save my soul
You keep me whole
For the battles I face take their toll
But I won’t waiver
And I won’t fall
For I have you
So I stand tall
My strength is building
My resolve is firm
I read the book
So I can learn
The day will come
When my time is done
But I shall not worry
For the war is won
My tears are true
I cry these tears with thoughts of you
You save my soul
You keep me whole
For the battles I face take their toll
But I won’t waiver
And I won’t fall
For I have you
So I stand tall
My strength is building
My resolve is firm
I read the book
So I can learn
The day will come
When my time is done
But I shall not worry
For the war is won
#Christian
#faith
#religion
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 3:39pm
3rd Jan 2025 3:39pm
Weh Yuh Tink Bout Dis?
(Patois)
Peeple oo cyarry news pahn addaz fi get pozishan wok a noh gud werka.
A yuh skill mek yuh get pozishan wok, nat news cyarryin.
Nobaddi cyahn wok aad inof fi impress di wickid baas dem.
If di baas dem nuo sey yuh cyahn wok aad, dem wi kill yuh wid wok.
Some a unu love fi gamble caw unu red yai ahn bad mine.
Unu wahn fi win adda peeple mony ahn live eezy life.
Unu fi tap gamble weh unu mony pahn rieshawse ahn Latto.
Buy gud food wid unu mony ahn tek kier a unu bady.
As a matta a fak, di peeple dem oo...
Peeple oo cyarry news pahn addaz fi get pozishan wok a noh gud werka.
A yuh skill mek yuh get pozishan wok, nat news cyarryin.
Nobaddi cyahn wok aad inof fi impress di wickid baas dem.
If di baas dem nuo sey yuh cyahn wok aad, dem wi kill yuh wid wok.
Some a unu love fi gamble caw unu red yai ahn bad mine.
Unu wahn fi win adda peeple mony ahn live eezy life.
Unu fi tap gamble weh unu mony pahn rieshawse ahn Latto.
Buy gud food wid unu mony ahn tek kier a unu bady.
As a matta a fak, di peeple dem oo...
#Christian
#greed
#job
#marijuana
#money
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2025 6:25am
2nd Jan 2025 6:25am
Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 4:42am
27th Dec 2024 4:42am
Wages of The Faithless
In depths unseen, beneath the endless night
Where shadows writhe and whisper of despair
I walked, alone, beneath an empty light
To witness what awaits the soul laid bare
No angels’ song, no holy trumpets sound
Only the hollow moan of desolate cries
For here, where souls in darkness are unbound
The Faithless walk with vacant hopeless eyes
Their steps are slow, their hearts are cold as stone
The wages earned for turning from the truth
In endless grief, they walk, yet walk alone
Their faith forsaken in the fleeting youth
...
Where shadows writhe and whisper of despair
I walked, alone, beneath an empty light
To witness what awaits the soul laid bare
No angels’ song, no holy trumpets sound
Only the hollow moan of desolate cries
For here, where souls in darkness are unbound
The Faithless walk with vacant hopeless eyes
Their steps are slow, their hearts are cold as stone
The wages earned for turning from the truth
In endless grief, they walk, yet walk alone
Their faith forsaken in the fleeting youth
...
#Christian
#faith
#God
#morality
#religion
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 3:53pm
26th Dec 2024 3:53pm
Thus Spoke Abaddon
"Lo, hark and weep, thou sons of dust
Man’s pride waxed and God’s decrees did rust
Once high, ye stood, in Eden’s grace
Now low ye crawl, a wretched race."
Thus spoke Abaddon
"In days of yore, thy hands were pure
But gold and sin thy hearts allure
Thy towers rose, thy pride took wing
Yet cursed thy voice, no more to sing."
Thus spoke Abaddon
"I watched thee fall, thy doom in stone
The mark of wrath, the seed was sown
By serpent’s tongue and lustful eye
Thy souls were bought, thy birthright...
Man’s pride waxed and God’s decrees did rust
Once high, ye stood, in Eden’s grace
Now low ye crawl, a wretched race."
Thus spoke Abaddon
"In days of yore, thy hands were pure
But gold and sin thy hearts allure
Thy towers rose, thy pride took wing
Yet cursed thy voice, no more to sing."
Thus spoke Abaddon
"I watched thee fall, thy doom in stone
The mark of wrath, the seed was sown
By serpent’s tongue and lustful eye
Thy souls were bought, thy birthright...
#angels
#Christian
#devil
#morality
#religion
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BrookeAlynn
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:02pm
24th Dec 2024 1:02pm
Bold Lights
Dear God,
As I pen this brutally honest letter, it aches in my soul how mankind has been lied to, to the point where truth has all but been lost.
Ive always been scared, scared I would get it wrong, the whole faith and truth thing.
What if tradition has lied? What if we have just believed what we have passed down for so long and because we are scared to offend you, we just keep in it. I want you to know, from the depths of my heart, I will believe whatever you require me to believe in. My faith is in you, God of Abraham. You are the head, the God of love. If you say your son...
As I pen this brutally honest letter, it aches in my soul how mankind has been lied to, to the point where truth has all but been lost.
Ive always been scared, scared I would get it wrong, the whole faith and truth thing.
What if tradition has lied? What if we have just believed what we have passed down for so long and because we are scared to offend you, we just keep in it. I want you to know, from the depths of my heart, I will believe whatever you require me to believe in. My faith is in you, God of Abraham. You are the head, the God of love. If you say your son...
#Christian
#prayer
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 10:40pm
22nd Dec 2024 10:40pm
God, Can't You Hear Me?
Don't you care when you spit on gays because your book said so?
That you use your book for a way to hurt people?
Doesn't God see this?
Can't he wipe my tears
for all who just wanna be loved
and accepted
only to be spit on
in the name of justice
and Hell?
Why can't no one see what I see?
Stop with your pitch forks,
I've got the Devil's number.
I can call anytime.
I control him,
he doesn't control me,
bitch.
That you use your book for a way to hurt people?
Doesn't God see this?
Can't he wipe my tears
for all who just wanna be loved
and accepted
only to be spit on
in the name of justice
and Hell?
Why can't no one see what I see?
Stop with your pitch forks,
I've got the Devil's number.
I can call anytime.
I control him,
he doesn't control me,
bitch.
#Christian
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Poeticking81
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 5:14pm
22nd Dec 2024 5:14pm
This poem is called Merry Christmas
It was cold .....
Yes...very cold outside....
.....but for some reason.....
.....
I felt warm....!!!!
.....
I didn't know why....
No....I couldn't figure it out....
.....for there was ice....in the streets....
grey clouds above....
and even a little snow....falling down.....
......and yet...
I felt warm.....so warm within......
......and
I couldn't see why....
......no....I couldn't see how.....
But then I knew......
......
Yes......
......
.......for soon....in just a few days...... ...
Yes...very cold outside....
.....but for some reason.....
.....
I felt warm....!!!!
.....
I didn't know why....
No....I couldn't figure it out....
.....for there was ice....in the streets....
grey clouds above....
and even a little snow....falling down.....
......and yet...
I felt warm.....so warm within......
......and
I couldn't see why....
......no....I couldn't see how.....
But then I knew......
......
Yes......
......
.......for soon....in just a few days...... ...
#Christian
#Christmas
#God
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