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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The WORD Was The FATHER'S Letter of LOVE To His CHILDREN
It was not life!” He says to me in a groan, almost as one pierced. “Love! It was Love Who bled out on the cross!”
"Sorry?" I enquire of Him who now stares in a haze at the roof of the tiny box as if expecting to be handed a verdict for my confession from above.
"[(1H3N)HS(H2N)]" He teaches me; commanding, as a master would a servant . "This is your act of contrition!"
"Sorry?" Aghast! I peer across the dim spacings.
"[(1H3N)HS(H2N)]" He repeats, sharply! As ministers often rebukes one...
"Sorry?" I enquire of Him who now stares in a haze at the roof of the tiny box as if expecting to be handed a verdict for my confession from above.
"[(1H3N)HS(H2N)]" He teaches me; commanding, as a master would a servant . "This is your act of contrition!"
"Sorry?" Aghast! I peer across the dim spacings.
"[(1H3N)HS(H2N)]" He repeats, sharply! As ministers often rebukes one...
#love
#God
#Christian
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
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Scrap Book Memories With The Most High
Tangible feeling wrap round me
and tell me I'm okay
Surround me with love obtainable
understand my sorrow
reach in and comfort my painful spots
or I will faint inside
Redeem my blue image
Old scrap memories
you took pictures when no one else was looking
I saw you at the edge of reason
while I was inspecting your handy work
you busy my mind with the wonder of it all
while I look at your artwork
you listened to my thoughts
uttering encouragement when necessary
stillness of breath
a close...
and tell me I'm okay
Surround me with love obtainable
understand my sorrow
reach in and comfort my painful spots
or I will faint inside
Redeem my blue image
Old scrap memories
you took pictures when no one else was looking
I saw you at the edge of reason
while I was inspecting your handy work
you busy my mind with the wonder of it all
while I look at your artwork
you listened to my thoughts
uttering encouragement when necessary
stillness of breath
a close...
#love
#God
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the killing heart
and I realise all my life has been
a search for someone to love
be it God or art or even just myself
the broken youth becomes
the weird misshapen man
the boy with a red balloon
still entombed like Tutankhamun
back when I was 17 I would have done
most things for love
and that’s what I find
most horrifying
a search for someone to love
be it God or art or even just myself
the broken youth becomes
the weird misshapen man
the boy with a red balloon
still entombed like Tutankhamun
back when I was 17 I would have done
most things for love
and that’s what I find
most horrifying
#love
#God
#art #fear
#art #fear
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Willful
Sigh to touch the night
frightening and immence
A vast energy willing you in
comes upon you fast
While you stand alone in an open field
hairs on your head stand on end
and you're aware you're in its presence
potential announced
it gives you a glower
So much intimidating power
cruel in its intentions
Your gut tenses
midnight has you
A blood moon watchs on longingly
willing to show you its intensity
quiet and deadly it moves across you like a breeze
calling you to the outer...
frightening and immence
A vast energy willing you in
comes upon you fast
While you stand alone in an open field
hairs on your head stand on end
and you're aware you're in its presence
potential announced
it gives you a glower
So much intimidating power
cruel in its intentions
Your gut tenses
midnight has you
A blood moon watchs on longingly
willing to show you its intensity
quiet and deadly it moves across you like a breeze
calling you to the outer...
#night
#God
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War Of Faith
Cynical war of faith
Asking for help and hold my breath and wait
exhale deep and sigh within
Groaning in terror I don't have a pattern to follow
for one like me
the texts of human thinking
fail to alter
I seek audience with himself
Audacious pain speaks loudest and grieve
is it your will I faulter and fall?
My mind a stranger to me
I'm having flashbacks
all the years I've forgotten
or neglected inside me
Afraid of the feelings
my psyche crumbles under the weight
Lucifer laughs
I can...
Asking for help and hold my breath and wait
exhale deep and sigh within
Groaning in terror I don't have a pattern to follow
for one like me
the texts of human thinking
fail to alter
I seek audience with himself
Audacious pain speaks loudest and grieve
is it your will I faulter and fall?
My mind a stranger to me
I'm having flashbacks
all the years I've forgotten
or neglected inside me
Afraid of the feelings
my psyche crumbles under the weight
Lucifer laughs
I can...
#God
#spiritual
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Till We Meet Again
I ran into
An old friend Whom
I'd never met before,
But somehow, I knew everything about Him
Although, He
Didn't know me,
So I turned around and went the other way,
And we never did speak again
But I saw Him again,
A little earlier that day,
But He didn't see me,
So I looked away
But He saw through my eyes,
Through my every memory,
A stranger's life,
A passerby
A passerby
A passerby
God!
What do I do
With my time here?
(I haven't got a clue)
Good God! ...
An old friend Whom
I'd never met before,
But somehow, I knew everything about Him
Although, He
Didn't know me,
So I turned around and went the other way,
And we never did speak again
But I saw Him again,
A little earlier that day,
But He didn't see me,
So I looked away
But He saw through my eyes,
Through my every memory,
A stranger's life,
A passerby
A passerby
A passerby
God!
What do I do
With my time here?
(I haven't got a clue)
Good God! ...
#God
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#prayer
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Oh Sunny Day
Oh sunny day sweep me away on the winds
I'm happy today...
Floating on the breeze I sigh
whispers reach God's ears
rising like incense
Entering the golden kingdom
and the holiest of holies
with a petition for the Man Himself
In a language hidden from my waking mind
the little dreamer with thoughts of home
stirs the visions
While guardians of the way speak quietly
just out of earshot
Knowledge keeps His secrets
Ascending and descending from the sky
angels guard the throne and earth ...
I'm happy today...
Floating on the breeze I sigh
whispers reach God's ears
rising like incense
Entering the golden kingdom
and the holiest of holies
with a petition for the Man Himself
In a language hidden from my waking mind
the little dreamer with thoughts of home
stirs the visions
While guardians of the way speak quietly
just out of earshot
Knowledge keeps His secrets
Ascending and descending from the sky
angels guard the throne and earth ...
#love
#God
#angels
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The Greatest
In the internal struggle I lose sight of you
shining through the clouds
your power shone
I love you Father
Inside my doubt I weep
for misunderstandings grievous
I love you no matter the cause
And on the morrow I will dance
to the beat of you
for the bad or good of it
If you will I burn
I will linger in the ash until you return
Little value my vessel
but to return your affection
I turn the key...wisdom
reflecting your pain
Sadness born of experience
not knowledge twisted
Your...
shining through the clouds
your power shone
I love you Father
Inside my doubt I weep
for misunderstandings grievous
I love you no matter the cause
And on the morrow I will dance
to the beat of you
for the bad or good of it
If you will I burn
I will linger in the ash until you return
Little value my vessel
but to return your affection
I turn the key...wisdom
reflecting your pain
Sadness born of experience
not knowledge twisted
Your...
#love
#God
#spiritual
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newspaper and frost
a newspaper and frost
The winter of 1947 was very cold, the country was
exhausted, the German army that had given employment
to civilians, had surrendered and taken the train home
Mother was not one for sitting still, she secured two newspaper rounds, I was her little helper, so she could keep an eye on me.
In a courtyard, a man sat on the stone steps into his home, he sat very still and had ice on his eyebrows
I called Mother, and she said the man was dead of frost
She left to find a shop with a telephone and, a few people
had phones back...
The winter of 1947 was very cold, the country was
exhausted, the German army that had given employment
to civilians, had surrendered and taken the train home
Mother was not one for sitting still, she secured two newspaper rounds, I was her little helper, so she could keep an eye on me.
In a courtyard, a man sat on the stone steps into his home, he sat very still and had ice on his eyebrows
I called Mother, and she said the man was dead of frost
She left to find a shop with a telephone and, a few people
had phones back...
#God
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#witches
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Jesus Drowned
There my neighbor stands with a rifle in his hands
at the other side of the river
razor sharp barbed wire catching us as debris
neighbor's pointing that rifle at me
behind us death in front of us freedom
out in the distance the succulent green glows
dreams have long past me, I've no where left to go
my friend Jesus floating face first in the Rio Grande
as these old hands shake from the fear and cold
I pick up his rosary muddied at shore
he got baptized to the abyss
Jesus Christ! they just watched
body shredded from the...
at the other side of the river
razor sharp barbed wire catching us as debris
neighbor's pointing that rifle at me
behind us death in front of us freedom
out in the distance the succulent green glows
dreams have long past me, I've no where left to go
my friend Jesus floating face first in the Rio Grande
as these old hands shake from the fear and cold
I pick up his rosary muddied at shore
he got baptized to the abyss
Jesus Christ! they just watched
body shredded from the...
#betrayal
#death
#God #Christian
#God #Christian
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two people and a dream
Two people and a dream
It is easy to start a war, send up a rocket, and get one in return and spiteful words lead to hatred of the sort
the consumes the soul and reason disappears in the fog
of odium that can only end in the slaughter of a nation
The military invasion of Gaza began with righteous anger and a thirst for revenge, but now as vengeance
has been sated it is time to end this if it is not too late
the political leader of the invading nation is tired, he knows he was overreaching himself to his enemies at home's delight, his face drawn and...
It is easy to start a war, send up a rocket, and get one in return and spiteful words lead to hatred of the sort
the consumes the soul and reason disappears in the fog
of odium that can only end in the slaughter of a nation
The military invasion of Gaza began with righteous anger and a thirst for revenge, but now as vengeance
has been sated it is time to end this if it is not too late
the political leader of the invading nation is tired, he knows he was overreaching himself to his enemies at home's delight, his face drawn and...
#God
#devil
#angels
#ghosts
#aliens
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The Silent Reckoning
God gave us Gaia
Lucifer and Free will
Tossed in a Game of Thrones
Littered with Choices
Seduced by a Gambler's Chance
Forever seeking Change
Sans a true Cultivation with Karma
Thus we languish in duplicitous Languages
The first Liar, the last Damned Denier
Gaslighting our own Eyeballs
Barbed wired behind enemy lines
The Jedi mind trick always began with Self
Throwing stones at Truth
Shackled by Proof
Our restraining ordered by Chaos
Stuck between War..Witchery
And...
Lucifer and Free will
Tossed in a Game of Thrones
Littered with Choices
Seduced by a Gambler's Chance
Forever seeking Change
Sans a true Cultivation with Karma
Thus we languish in duplicitous Languages
The first Liar, the last Damned Denier
Gaslighting our own Eyeballs
Barbed wired behind enemy lines
The Jedi mind trick always began with Self
Throwing stones at Truth
Shackled by Proof
Our restraining ordered by Chaos
Stuck between War..Witchery
And...
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#God
#illness
#LifeCycle
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