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.
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 1:31pm
19th Feb 2020 1:31pm
Jesus or Lennon, sing a little louder:
Am I really living?
Am I just a holy ghost?
Created from something within our space,
Or maybe sent from the command outpost.
Tell me how,
Show me a sign, of a life before man
I’m just a curious type, I need to know more
Because before this life ends for me
I want to learn, I want to see
Just show me which way, I know you can, you can.
People, losing their minds,
Throwing out children into society
Bullying, Jealousy, then murdering for notoriety
People, use to have a choice,
But now they shutdown...
Am I just a holy ghost?
Created from something within our space,
Or maybe sent from the command outpost.
Tell me how,
Show me a sign, of a life before man
I’m just a curious type, I need to know more
Because before this life ends for me
I want to learn, I want to see
Just show me which way, I know you can, you can.
People, losing their minds,
Throwing out children into society
Bullying, Jealousy, then murdering for notoriety
People, use to have a choice,
But now they shutdown...
#inspirational
#God
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#SelfDiscovery
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Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 4:00am
19th Feb 2020 4:00am
If you believe
If you believe death sets you free
That's not morbid...not to me…
This is your philosophy
of life...and living…
death and forgiving
Should it not be the same
as mine...will not make it less divine…
That's not morbid...not to me…
This is your philosophy
of life...and living…
death and forgiving
Should it not be the same
as mine...will not make it less divine…
#religion
#God
#Buddhist
#spiritual
#philosophical
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 11:04pm
17th Feb 2020 11:04pm
The Real Purpose of My Life
I am a religious man from a small island in the Caribbean.
Faith, love, hope and goodwill are my greatest possessions.
My hope is as strong as the faith and the love that I have.
Every day I search for truth in the pages of the Bible.
The sacred texts help me to understand the real purpose of my life.
Why should I dwell in a land where there is no peace?
My hope is in a future paradise in which there will not be any suffering.
So I must share my hope with the inhabitants of the world.
My principal desire is to obey the commandments of Jehovah. ...
Faith, love, hope and goodwill are my greatest possessions.
My hope is as strong as the faith and the love that I have.
Every day I search for truth in the pages of the Bible.
The sacred texts help me to understand the real purpose of my life.
Why should I dwell in a land where there is no peace?
My hope is in a future paradise in which there will not be any suffering.
So I must share my hope with the inhabitants of the world.
My principal desire is to obey the commandments of Jehovah. ...
#love
#hope
#God
#Christian
#faith
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blossomingmysoul
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 7:56pm
17th Feb 2020 7:56pm
Broken Prayers
Hi God
Are You there?
Can you listen to me?
It has been a hard time here
I'm always stucking my mistakes
Putting my ego above
And shutting Your voice
I don't wanna be the same
Thinking about me
Closing the doors for You
God,
I have lost my strengths
To rest in Your love
I don't have the right words
To tell to You
I hope You can heard my heart
Just come with Your Peace
Show me Your Grace
I don't know what to do
When pain is all I have
I look up to the sky and I...
Are You there?
Can you listen to me?
It has been a hard time here
I'm always stucking my mistakes
Putting my ego above
And shutting Your voice
I don't wanna be the same
Thinking about me
Closing the doors for You
God,
I have lost my strengths
To rest in Your love
I don't have the right words
To tell to You
I hope You can heard my heart
Just come with Your Peace
Show me Your Grace
I don't know what to do
When pain is all I have
I look up to the sky and I...
#religion
#God
#Christian
#faith
#heaven
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 12:21pm
17th Feb 2020 12:21pm
Christsong
( after Stevie Smith )
I was taught
he is the weightless son
from eternal death.
But then
out from under
brick and mortar dogma,
that says
what they claim
are Christ’s words.
Hear him—
not only on the wing,
but everywhere air is lifted,
for wind of storm is breath,
and rushing water from a stream.
Is this the way—
where he is distant,
all in the mind,...
I was taught
he is the weightless son
from eternal death.
But then
out from under
brick and mortar dogma,
that says
what they claim
are Christ’s words.
Hear him—
not only on the wing,
but everywhere air is lifted,
for wind of storm is breath,
and rushing water from a stream.
Is this the way—
where he is distant,
all in the mind,...
#nature
#religion
#God
#spiritual
#son
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8 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 3:39am
17th Feb 2020 3:39am
mAnSoNg
♪a rhymed, mirrored double octet♪
“This is now bone of my bones
and flesh of my flesh …” (Genesis 2:22)
§
these
l y r i c s
are for you
bone of my bones
n e v e r h a s a man
in the earth or heavens
sung a song like this before
you're my eve and i your adam
i am going to love you, madam,
i'm n o t lonesome anymore
twenty-fours by sevens
matrimonial p l a n
with pheromones
i can chew
physics
tease
§
please ...
“This is now bone of my bones
and flesh of my flesh …” (Genesis 2:22)
§
these
l y r i c s
are for you
bone of my bones
n e v e r h a s a man
in the earth or heavens
sung a song like this before
you're my eve and i your adam
i am going to love you, madam,
i'm n o t lonesome anymore
twenty-fours by sevens
matrimonial p l a n
with pheromones
i can chew
physics
tease
§
please ...
#love
#relationships
#marriage
#God
#humankind
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BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
16th Feb 2020 1:45am
16th Feb 2020 1:45am
When the Devil Played a Game with God and Man
And Satan said on to God "Let us play a game of tug of war, but with
a twist."
Understanding the duelist, God said "But of course. What are the
terms and conditions?"
Satan responds "My admonition is the power of free souls. Original
clean souls burn the brightest."
Delighted God responds "Clean souls are also the hardest to control,
are you bold enough to wrestle them from the body and myself?"
Satan jeers "You gave them so much wealth, and us so little. What
favor will grant me to even the scales?"
God curtails "Some souls regard us as...
a twist."
Understanding the duelist, God said "But of course. What are the
terms and conditions?"
Satan responds "My admonition is the power of free souls. Original
clean souls burn the brightest."
Delighted God responds "Clean souls are also the hardest to control,
are you bold enough to wrestle them from the body and myself?"
Satan jeers "You gave them so much wealth, and us so little. What
favor will grant me to even the scales?"
God curtails "Some souls regard us as...
#dreams
#God
#devil
#spiritual
#humankind
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Baldwin
Poem Published
15th Feb 2020 9:26pm
15th Feb 2020 9:26pm
God
What was it like
when I met God?
I tell you now
I was gob stopped
and quite surprised
(and not in any heedless way)
to see
with dazzled eyes
a vision quite the opposite
of what my expectations were:
that he in all his majesty’s
a she.
when I met God?
I tell you now
I was gob stopped
and quite surprised
(and not in any heedless way)
to see
with dazzled eyes
a vision quite the opposite
of what my expectations were:
that he in all his majesty’s
a she.
#God
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Chingillas
Poem Published
15th Feb 2020 2:00am
15th Feb 2020 2:00am
We Hold Poems
We hold poems
Like tiny hands,
Reaching up to pull God down,
One hand after the other,
Endlessly
Grasping,
Glorifying our existence
By shaming our downfall.
Yet, these hands do not see the hand that
Dismisses,
The hand that points outward within,
The hand whose mercy
Must be fear,
Putting us in our place
As definite and temporal,
As the scrubbers of his golden feet,
Shinier with each polishing.
Trembling before him
I tug at his robe
Begging him not to let me fall,
For surely at this...
Like tiny hands,
Reaching up to pull God down,
One hand after the other,
Endlessly
Grasping,
Glorifying our existence
By shaming our downfall.
Yet, these hands do not see the hand that
Dismisses,
The hand that points outward within,
The hand whose mercy
Must be fear,
Putting us in our place
As definite and temporal,
As the scrubbers of his golden feet,
Shinier with each polishing.
Trembling before him
I tug at his robe
Begging him not to let me fall,
For surely at this...
#God
#fate
#mythology
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
14th Feb 2020 3:49am
14th Feb 2020 3:49am
Bright Faith
The calendar upon the wall
I hardly ever check to see
Today is gone now comes the fall.
What will the sunrise bring to me?
My faith in God is what I have
To challenge troubles, so I seek
Your guiding insight, steady hand,
I’m filled with joy to hear you speak.
You know the times I’m full of me,
The moments I feel no one cares.
This lamb who wanders thinks it’s free,
It’s you becomes her light and air.
But even when I’m not aware
Short comings when it’s dreary grey,
I go to you without a prayer—
God...
I hardly ever check to see
Today is gone now comes the fall.
What will the sunrise bring to me?
My faith in God is what I have
To challenge troubles, so I seek
Your guiding insight, steady hand,
I’m filled with joy to hear you speak.
You know the times I’m full of me,
The moments I feel no one cares.
This lamb who wanders thinks it’s free,
It’s you becomes her light and air.
But even when I’m not aware
Short comings when it’s dreary grey,
I go to you without a prayer—
God...
#hope
#sun
#God
#faith
#spiritual
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Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
12th Feb 2020 8:16pm
12th Feb 2020 8:16pm
Lost God
( after Stevie Smith )
I find my desire to go
Is lesser since I have lost God
Which happened a fortnight ago,
The air raids did not spare the rod.
My will is no longer as strong
Unless he still loves me perhaps,
To ponder about what is wrong
I keep how I feel under wraps.
I learned not to bother or pray
These times make a worry look small,
I am not as proud what to say
And so I say nothing at all.
He knows I cared of what I had
Expecting how I used to try,
I am now sterner...
I find my desire to go
Is lesser since I have lost God
Which happened a fortnight ago,
The air raids did not spare the rod.
My will is no longer as strong
Unless he still loves me perhaps,
To ponder about what is wrong
I keep how I feel under wraps.
I learned not to bother or pray
These times make a worry look small,
I am not as proud what to say
And so I say nothing at all.
He knows I cared of what I had
Expecting how I used to try,
I am now sterner...
#war
#God
#spiritual
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Phantom2426
Poem Published
10th Feb 2020 2:51am
10th Feb 2020 2:51am
Sexual Attraction
Love is in the air
treat her right
her passion is yours
attraction is there
you can't fight it
She will be yours
the moonlight is right
both of you are feeling it
time is here
Sweet Jesus
take us home
treat her right
her passion is yours
attraction is there
you can't fight it
She will be yours
the moonlight is right
both of you are feeling it
time is here
Sweet Jesus
take us home
#sex
#erotic
#God
#lover
#passion
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