Poems about God
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Poems examining God, the ultimate creator or spirit with power over nature and human fortunes. Here you'll find religious, spiritual and questioning poems about God.
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Children of the Witch
Generational worship
Paid idolatrous ode
To mystery dreams stolen
From faring dragon history
Behind secrecy curtains
Passes on vain imagination
Performance for roses
On stage confidence
Ironic hypocrites
Acting lustful inquiry
Hissing deceitful
Forked tongue bewilders
Slithering in counterfeit vision
Winding selfish
Get rather than give
Appeases oneself fulfilled
As snakes parent
Supposed fame and fate
In unraveling penalty due
To suddenly strike
Raised on cloud...
Paid idolatrous ode
To mystery dreams stolen
From faring dragon history
Behind secrecy curtains
Passes on vain imagination
Performance for roses
On stage confidence
Ironic hypocrites
Acting lustful inquiry
Hissing deceitful
Forked tongue bewilders
Slithering in counterfeit vision
Winding selfish
Get rather than give
Appeases oneself fulfilled
As snakes parent
Supposed fame and fate
In unraveling penalty due
To suddenly strike
Raised on cloud...
#God
#humankind
#mermaids
#morality
#spiritual
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Saints and Sinners
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ FOR it's true that we are a threat to the deepness of the truth, of genuine honesty and truth of what you want to believe or what you can't believe. For sure we all can see the the difference 🤨 of the changes, that has altered the deepness of the world. 🌎 Even your own thoughts and prayers and insight, and spiritual soul of your subconsciousness. For sure let's now analyze what I say is the truth of all truth 😭 YET there are those who are still not willing, to accept the truth for what it's worth the...
#angels
#devil
#dialogue
#God
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Indulge
He indulges,
Until his belly, metaphorically bulges.
Jesus saves,
But still he craves....
His addiction,
Is the female depiction.
Her friction,
Is both his pleasure, & his affliction....
He tries, but his acts, they live in stark contradiction.
Praying victory, but it reads just like fiction.
Pondering the crucifixion....
Until he feels a Spiritual conviction.
But still, he remains a slave....to this damning infliction.
Until his belly, metaphorically bulges.
Jesus saves,
But still he craves....
His addiction,
Is the female depiction.
Her friction,
Is both his pleasure, & his affliction....
He tries, but his acts, they live in stark contradiction.
Praying victory, but it reads just like fiction.
Pondering the crucifixion....
Until he feels a Spiritual conviction.
But still, he remains a slave....to this damning infliction.
#frustration
#God
#prayer #shame
#prayer #shame
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selah
silent sorrow lilts inside me
sadness not expressed but kept in
secretly tears escape me
where no one can see
there is no place for sorrow
a heavy feeling nobody wants to share
complaining with an ache so great
tiring of it myself
I bear the burden alone
saying my prayers here and there
the Father himself wearys of my grief
grateful for everday even in my hurt
emotions overcome and I balk
feelings so powerful I don't understand
suffering to what end
journaling in my diary
honesty lets my...
sadness not expressed but kept in
secretly tears escape me
where no one can see
there is no place for sorrow
a heavy feeling nobody wants to share
complaining with an ache so great
tiring of it myself
I bear the burden alone
saying my prayers here and there
the Father himself wearys of my grief
grateful for everday even in my hurt
emotions overcome and I balk
feelings so powerful I don't understand
suffering to what end
journaling in my diary
honesty lets my...
#God
#love
#sadness
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Exorcizing Demons (Part 4) (ExercisingDemons near-collab)
Walking abandoned faint section
of steel train track entranced
by opulent bug with a god complex
in murder of crows nest
Dante inferno hallucination drapes
bewitch stage scene entry
absent benevolence malice feint
convenes eternal rest
Fallen endlessly soul struck fowl
bestial wraith outside carnal realms
only rule at Tartarus entrance
was Allowed Temporary burning
Carnivorous phoenix leading eye (Job 1:12 view)
dichotomy Shrieks aerial ablaze
legendary incarnate landed
Craves carnage fiercely feast...
of steel train track entranced
by opulent bug with a god complex
in murder of crows nest
Dante inferno hallucination drapes
bewitch stage scene entry
absent benevolence malice feint
convenes eternal rest
Fallen endlessly soul struck fowl
bestial wraith outside carnal realms
only rule at Tartarus entrance
was Allowed Temporary burning
Carnivorous phoenix leading eye (Job 1:12 view)
dichotomy Shrieks aerial ablaze
legendary incarnate landed
Craves carnage fiercely feast...
#angels
#evil
#God
#monsters
#mythology
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Simple Repentance
Eternal belief
Obedience faithfully
Rather than disproof
Obedience faithfully
Rather than disproof
#God
#haiku
#metaphor
#morality
#senryu
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The Book of Man
A story book their ingenious invention,
written with dishonest intention,
Penned by scribes with trembling quills,
To carve out myths and codify wills,
A patchwork text of borrowed, made up lore,
Bound to man an enthrall, to preach, implore.
Not a single voice divine, nor a holy pen,
But the schemes of greed, domination by power-hungry men.
Written by the minority they cleverly invent,
for the majority their ambitious intent,
Chosen by those who claim divine favor,
A gift to the few, the masses...
written with dishonest intention,
Penned by scribes with trembling quills,
To carve out myths and codify wills,
A patchwork text of borrowed, made up lore,
Bound to man an enthrall, to preach, implore.
Not a single voice divine, nor a holy pen,
But the schemes of greed, domination by power-hungry men.
Written by the minority they cleverly invent,
for the majority their ambitious intent,
Chosen by those who claim divine favor,
A gift to the few, the masses...
#Christian
#God
#honesty
#religion
#TruthOfLife
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A Choir of Lies
In the halls of guilt, where coins
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
#Christian
#God
#heaven #religion
#heaven #religion
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Drop of Grace
Drop of Grace
Need God to drop some grace on me
God please drop some grace on me
Soul without a compass
God please drop some grace on me
And fill the empty hole in my heart
God please drop some grace on me
Turn this black piece
Into a beating blood red heart
God please no really God please
Drop some grace on me
Lead me into your garden
And bathe my soul in goodness
So I come out reborn
With a compass for my soul
I need God to drop an anvil of love on me
And set...
Need God to drop some grace on me
God please drop some grace on me
Soul without a compass
God please drop some grace on me
And fill the empty hole in my heart
God please drop some grace on me
Turn this black piece
Into a beating blood red heart
God please no really God please
Drop some grace on me
Lead me into your garden
And bathe my soul in goodness
So I come out reborn
With a compass for my soul
I need God to drop an anvil of love on me
And set...
#faith
#God
#redemption #spiritual
#redemption #spiritual
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My "Ea" Series: Chapter III. The Great Music of Creation (continuation - 2)
(...)
The Ainur gathered in a choir,
each a master of a Sound,
some sang deeper, some did higher,
to the Choice of Music Bound.
For they uttered their Music,
the Symphony of Life in Colour.
they Filled the Void with Cubic
expressions of an inner Lore.
The Emptiness ceased to be devoid.
Now it was alive and emanating,
echoing fractals unveiling in Astroids,
Sacred Geometry Circles creating.
The Glory of their Song was Hailing
before Eru, their Father of the Form.
Never after was heard such a...
The Ainur gathered in a choir,
each a master of a Sound,
some sang deeper, some did higher,
to the Choice of Music Bound.
For they uttered their Music,
the Symphony of Life in Colour.
they Filled the Void with Cubic
expressions of an inner Lore.
The Emptiness ceased to be devoid.
Now it was alive and emanating,
echoing fractals unveiling in Astroids,
Sacred Geometry Circles creating.
The Glory of their Song was Hailing
before Eru, their Father of the Form.
Never after was heard such a...
#apocalypse
#evil
#God
#JRRTolkien
#morality
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listen
listening intently I seek my internal voice
quiet for the moment
in the sllence I am lonely
spirits of the host keep me company
in the eternal storm
they aren't noise they are companions
restless day feeling lost without them
everyone is elsewhere
where they go when they fade is a mystery
talking to myself to fill the void
there is a solitary voice that is still present
He desires my thoughts be on him alone
he stays behind to hear my observations and conclusions
temptation to place a person...
quiet for the moment
in the sllence I am lonely
spirits of the host keep me company
in the eternal storm
they aren't noise they are companions
restless day feeling lost without them
everyone is elsewhere
where they go when they fade is a mystery
talking to myself to fill the void
there is a solitary voice that is still present
He desires my thoughts be on him alone
he stays behind to hear my observations and conclusions
temptation to place a person...
#God
#love
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Evil Is My Name
Evil is the mind of the saints, resurrected.
666 is my name; untainted.
Alone at the top, but acquainted,
With all the suffering souls,
The evil of the bottomless pit.
Know me and know my name.
I am here for the fame.
Follow me to the promised land.
Marry me to your reign.
Our power will be seen on a world stage.
Come together
Let's multiply.
666 is my name; untainted.
Alone at the top, but acquainted,
With all the suffering souls,
The evil of the bottomless pit.
Know me and know my name.
I am here for the fame.
Follow me to the promised land.
Marry me to your reign.
Our power will be seen on a world stage.
Come together
Let's multiply.
#God
#heaven
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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