Poems About God Seeking Honest Critique
#God
Poems about god seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Duice
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 4:27pm
1st Dec 2024 4:27pm
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
177 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 1:59pm
30th Nov 2024 1:59pm
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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MalcolmG
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 5:15am
30th Nov 2024 5:15am
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
122 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 4:03am
30th Nov 2024 4:03am
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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0 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 5:23pm
27th Nov 2024 5:23pm
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
96 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 1:39am
27th Nov 2024 1:39am
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
111 reads
5 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 4:51pm
25th Nov 2024 4:51pm
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
143 reads
10 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 4:52am
25th Nov 2024 4:52am
Is it Me
Is it Me
Is it me for a moment
Every line I read feels computer
I read again and it’s alien to me
Go back to ink and paper in you
Binary not binary in mind
Is it you for a moment you forgot
Don’t forget dreams in nightmares
Love in the moment before you know
Love is dispatched you are going
To live in this moment until you die
Moments in you till you sing you’re dying song
Is it me for a moment
Every line I read feels computer
I read again and it’s alien to me
Go back to ink and paper in you
Binary not binary in mind
Is it you for a moment you forgot
Don’t forget dreams in nightmares
Love in the moment before you know
Love is dispatched you are going
To live in this moment until you die
Moments in you till you sing you’re dying song
#death
#God
#LifeCycle
#love
#music
78 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 7:01pm
23rd Nov 2024 7:01pm
The Narrow Path
I had once gone to London on vacation,
walking along the Thames, far, far away in dreams,
or maybe in fragments of a life that once was,
or could have been.
There was powder on my face,
a devil's trumpet in my hand,
and so many warnings,
but youth is deaf,
and wisdom,
a ghost cloaked in the unseen years ahead.
I was muscle-bound,
well-dressed,
a leather belt cinching a polished facade.
Yet beneath, I was already unraveling.
It was autumn, I remember,
the leaves spiraling downward,
their slow...
walking along the Thames, far, far away in dreams,
or maybe in fragments of a life that once was,
or could have been.
There was powder on my face,
a devil's trumpet in my hand,
and so many warnings,
but youth is deaf,
and wisdom,
a ghost cloaked in the unseen years ahead.
I was muscle-bound,
well-dressed,
a leather belt cinching a polished facade.
Yet beneath, I was already unraveling.
It was autumn, I remember,
the leaves spiraling downward,
their slow...
#anger
#frustration
#God
#honesty
#LifeCycle
92 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:56am
18th Nov 2024 6:56am
Respite Under Arches
O house of splendor, temple divine
With vaults that in gilded radiance shine!
Thy arches soar, as prayers take flight
To pierce the veil of the eternal night
Thy pillars, twelve, as prophets of old
Proclaim the truths in stories told
Each stone a witness, each wall a creed
To Him who hath met our every need
The rose-hued glass, in splendor bright
Transforms the sun to heavenly light
Its beams cascade in hallowed streams
As angels sing of sacred dreams
The sacred font, in marble hewn
Doth whisper of the coming...
With vaults that in gilded radiance shine!
Thy arches soar, as prayers take flight
To pierce the veil of the eternal night
Thy pillars, twelve, as prophets of old
Proclaim the truths in stories told
Each stone a witness, each wall a creed
To Him who hath met our every need
The rose-hued glass, in splendor bright
Transforms the sun to heavenly light
Its beams cascade in hallowed streams
As angels sing of sacred dreams
The sacred font, in marble hewn
Doth whisper of the coming...
#Christian
#God
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
102 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 7:00pm
17th Nov 2024 7:00pm
Origins of Consciousness
Seems it happened long long ago, In the distant remembrances of dying stars, there was a divine race who once roamed,
their world a dieing baron forgotten dream, falling in self made destruction, fraying at the edges of itself, a civilization poised on the edge of extinction.
They looked to the heavens, searching for a way for restoration, a source to revive their beloved home, they looked to the cradle of a new beginning, to Earth.
A garden untouched, its soil rich with secrets they could harvest, its sky ripe with possibilities they could bend. ...
their world a dieing baron forgotten dream, falling in self made destruction, fraying at the edges of itself, a civilization poised on the edge of extinction.
They looked to the heavens, searching for a way for restoration, a source to revive their beloved home, they looked to the cradle of a new beginning, to Earth.
A garden untouched, its soil rich with secrets they could harvest, its sky ripe with possibilities they could bend. ...
#fiction
#God
#mythology
#revenge
#StreamOfConsciousness
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0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 5:47am
17th Nov 2024 5:47am
The Great Joke
Deep in the darkest pits, the starving are vanishing. You toss them a crumb, then stand back and watch them rot.
You, all-powerful and unseen, beam your eternal cruelty over this grand, twisted scheme.
You let the young die, and those who still dare to taste life’s fleeting joys, But you won’t let the ones begging for an end just slip away.
Countless who now rot in the earth, once swore blind allegiance to you, died happily convinced they'd found salvation.
You keep the poor shackled, year after year, their desires more tempting than your so-called...
You, all-powerful and unseen, beam your eternal cruelty over this grand, twisted scheme.
You let the young die, and those who still dare to taste life’s fleeting joys, But you won’t let the ones begging for an end just slip away.
Countless who now rot in the earth, once swore blind allegiance to you, died happily convinced they'd found salvation.
You keep the poor shackled, year after year, their desires more tempting than your so-called...
#atheism
#faith
#God
#LifeStruggles
#religion
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