Poems about God
#God
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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passing years anf Google
Passing years and Google
I wonder how old one has to be to have a dignified life, Google wants to re-identify myself
It appears there are many of me
They sent me a form where I have to place figures where they sit and move around
the problem is my eyesight is not good after
all at 86 six I’m not a Falk-eyed Indian
How this test can prove whether I’m me and not a company I don’t know
As it is I can’t log into X where I have 200 followers, which at my age is encouraging that there are people who like my view about politics and life in general ...
I wonder how old one has to be to have a dignified life, Google wants to re-identify myself
It appears there are many of me
They sent me a form where I have to place figures where they sit and move around
the problem is my eyesight is not good after
all at 86 six I’m not a Falk-eyed Indian
How this test can prove whether I’m me and not a company I don’t know
As it is I can’t log into X where I have 200 followers, which at my age is encouraging that there are people who like my view about politics and life in general ...
#angels
#devil
#ghosts
#God
#witches
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On the exhibition
On the exhibition,
I could see the painting.
And the mosquito standing on the white wall.
Here it is I thought:
«Another kind of work of art!»
They have not written her name on the list,
At the entrance door.
But she does not care.
She gave it a try today.
A touch of long elegant sketches.
Black!
And arms made of air.
I could see the painting.
And the mosquito standing on the white wall.
Here it is I thought:
«Another kind of work of art!»
They have not written her name on the list,
At the entrance door.
But she does not care.
She gave it a try today.
A touch of long elegant sketches.
Black!
And arms made of air.
#God
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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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So witty, yet so naive
I took her up to the roof and told her she could fly because I asked God to grant her a special aviator's license.
Did you ever hear of something so goddamn stupid?
She did it
She fell like a fucking stone
Pretty stupid, even for a girl that was an amazing poet!
She was on this site from time to time
Did you ever hear of something so goddamn stupid?
She did it
She fell like a fucking stone
Pretty stupid, even for a girl that was an amazing poet!
She was on this site from time to time
#God
#ignorance
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#ThrillSeeking
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Paradise Lost
riotus laughter fills my thoughts
as the voices of mirth enter my mind
sometimes i laugh with them, others I don't
my feelings turn towards sorrow
I feel bad for them with all their bravado
they can't admit they're sad
in Paradise Lost Milton tells of Lucifer's fall
in front of the other angels he was brave
but when he is alone and thoughtful he feels bad
like he really fucked up
this makes me sorrowful because I know what is to fuck up
and regretting it later
he has no hopes of redeeming himself
my heart sinks...
as the voices of mirth enter my mind
sometimes i laugh with them, others I don't
my feelings turn towards sorrow
I feel bad for them with all their bravado
they can't admit they're sad
in Paradise Lost Milton tells of Lucifer's fall
in front of the other angels he was brave
but when he is alone and thoughtful he feels bad
like he really fucked up
this makes me sorrowful because I know what is to fuck up
and regretting it later
he has no hopes of redeeming himself
my heart sinks...
#angels
#God
#love
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Aioue - A Minimalist's Mainframe
Aioue (pronounced A-wah, with no emphasis on either syllable) is a way of seeing and living in the reality of the Source of all things. The word comes from the notion that it is made up entirely of vowels, which create the least amount of conscious intervention in the breath. Breath is a variation on a theme. For anything that grows it is the very definition of consciousness on any level. It is the eternal and the temporal residing in a one syllable word. Breath = Aioua
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
#God
#mythology
#TruthOfLife #universe
#TruthOfLife #universe
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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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Just Watched Jesus
Just watched Jesus die on the Cross
Gathering up my sins
Putting em on some splinters
Feels like a new day
Turn this life around
Our sins are on display
But tomorrow is another day
Live like you love
Love like it’s judgement day
Every breath you take
Every bird you see
Every flower you taste
Anything you touch
Grows from your love
Gathering up my sins
Putting em on some splinters
Feels like a new day
Turn this life around
Our sins are on display
But tomorrow is another day
Live like you love
Love like it’s judgement day
Every breath you take
Every bird you see
Every flower you taste
Anything you touch
Grows from your love
#God
#love
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Devil Above
Devil above
Heaven underneath
Cuss like a sailor
Sings in the choir
If they had a cash jar for all my swears
They’d be on the way to Beverly Hills
Like to be submerged
And baptized in wine
Devil above
Below divine
Not a demon just misunderstood
Heaven below
No Devil above
Heaven underneath
Cuss like a sailor
Sings in the choir
If they had a cash jar for all my swears
They’d be on the way to Beverly Hills
Like to be submerged
And baptized in wine
Devil above
Below divine
Not a demon just misunderstood
Heaven below
No Devil above
#devil
#God
#karma #spiritual
#karma #spiritual
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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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Merry Christmas
Everyone wants to live forever
Trying to avoid the great unknown
Castles of silver, streets of gold
The doubts permeate your mind
Was I good enough to make it in
Or was my life to abundant with sin
Will I rise up to the heavens
Or fall to that boiling lake of fire
Will I come back as a butterfly
Or a pig fattened for slaughter
Maybe there's nothing
Spirits floating around with
Zero, zilch, nada to do
Or maybe I could be stuck in purgatory
With noone to free me
If I am reincarnated
I'd want to be a cow in...
Trying to avoid the great unknown
Castles of silver, streets of gold
The doubts permeate your mind
Was I good enough to make it in
Or was my life to abundant with sin
Will I rise up to the heavens
Or fall to that boiling lake of fire
Will I come back as a butterfly
Or a pig fattened for slaughter
Maybe there's nothing
Spirits floating around with
Zero, zilch, nada to do
Or maybe I could be stuck in purgatory
With noone to free me
If I am reincarnated
I'd want to be a cow in...
#Christmas
#death
#faith
#God
#sacrifice
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Reality Versus Religious Doctrines
Reality is in fact the best teacher for mankind and not religious doctrines.
The things that people say and write cannot teach as well as reality.
No matter what you hear, read, and think, you must pay attention to reality.
You should always reject any teaching that is not consistent with reality.
According to the bible, the superior authorities have been established by God.
Did God really have something to do with the inception of human government?
Reality shows the falsity in the age-old religious belief that has mislead many people.
Wealth...
The things that people say and write cannot teach as well as reality.
No matter what you hear, read, and think, you must pay attention to reality.
You should always reject any teaching that is not consistent with reality.
According to the bible, the superior authorities have been established by God.
Did God really have something to do with the inception of human government?
Reality shows the falsity in the age-old religious belief that has mislead many people.
Wealth...
#God
#humankind
#oppression
#politics
#religion
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