Poems About God Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about god seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
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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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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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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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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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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DU Poetry : Poems About God Seeking Honest Critique