Christian Poems and Poetry about Christianity
#Christian
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.
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 7:37am
12th Feb 2025 7:37am
Last Stand in Honky Land: 1945 style
No kraut could make a baby fast enough
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
once the world caught on to their sick plan
where they thought their "master race" was so tough
that they'd win all of the fights they began...
and now, eighty years on, their curse is back,
where paleface thinks they own the world
and will not share it with the brown and black
or have their blood be by nature swirled
and by that spin a worthy future make
where turpitude no longer serves to pay,
for sabotage, or any news that's fake,
just for the worst of us to have their way...
the...
#Christian
#deception
#ignorance
#politics
#racism
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 3:28am
7th Feb 2025 3:28am
And So Hell Trembled With His Step
Semper Sanctus
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
Head bowed in contemplation
The weight of eternity pressing against my brow
Upon the parchment of the world
The liturgy of man is writ in sigil and blood
A scripture of ascent, a hymn of fire
His Glory—
A gesture of silence
A truth beyond breath, beyond name
The Alpha and Omega inscribed in unseen ink
A covenant sealed in the marrow of existence
Salvation is found in flame
In the tongues of fire that danced above the apostles
In the incense rising like the prayers of the saint ...
#Christian
#death
#faith #God
#faith #God
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:46am
2nd Feb 2025 6:46am
Elohim Stairs
Climb beyond flesh and bone
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
An ascent towards divinity's throne
72 names writ now unfold
Glory for the young and old
Thrones of wisdoms unfurled
Eyes like glowing white pearl
Befoulment towards death
An eternity before final breath
Come as ye serpents are
Lay with the trampled Morningstar
#Christian
#dark
#devil
#God
#religion
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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 Unu Tink Bout Dis?
(Patois)
Peeple oo cyarry news pah addaz fi get pozishan wok a noh gud werka.
A unu skill mek unu get pozishan wok, nat news cyarryin.
Nobaddi cyah wok aad inof fi impress di wickid baas dem.
If di baas dem nuo sey unu cyahn wok aad, dem wi kill unu wid wok.
Nuff a unu love fi gamble caw unu red yai ah bad mine.
Unu wah fi win big mony frah adda peeple ah live eezy life.
Unu fi tap gamble weh unu mony pah rieshawse ah Latto.
Buy gud food wid unu mony an tek gud kier...
Peeple oo cyarry news pah addaz fi get pozishan wok a noh gud werka.
A unu skill mek unu get pozishan wok, nat news cyarryin.
Nobaddi cyah wok aad inof fi impress di wickid baas dem.
If di baas dem nuo sey unu cyahn wok aad, dem wi kill unu wid wok.
Nuff a unu love fi gamble caw unu red yai ah bad mine.
Unu wah fi win big mony frah adda peeple ah live eezy life.
Unu fi tap gamble weh unu mony pah rieshawse ah Latto.
Buy gud food wid unu mony an tek gud kier...
#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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