Long Poems About God
#God
Long poems about god. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
ELIAS11
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 5:34am
24th Jul 2023 5:34am
Dynamite Heart
Can you see me..?
My head barely above the storm of snow
that's blows at the tapering tips
of this blazing torch
a kind of touching karma
I've lit the oiled wick
on my dynamite heart
the burst & boom
...
My head barely above the storm of snow
that's blows at the tapering tips
of this blazing torch
a kind of touching karma
I've lit the oiled wick
on my dynamite heart
the burst & boom
...
#love
#depression
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#God
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MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 00:39am
13th Jul 2023 00:39am
DEAR GOD, ARE YOU OUT THERE,
(Now I know this is long but it's worth reading if you're interested.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this if you can and be honest.)
DEAR GOD ARE YOU OUT THERE?
My name is Elizabeth
I have a lot of questions,
And it would be great if you can answer them.
But first I Just want to make one thing clear,
I am not a believer nor do I want to be
Unless you can convince be.
Dear God
How do i have faith or believe in a concept,
where I speak to a man I've never seen
with my own two eyes,
Or heard with my ears or...
I would love to hear your thoughts on this if you can and be honest.)
DEAR GOD ARE YOU OUT THERE?
My name is Elizabeth
I have a lot of questions,
And it would be great if you can answer them.
But first I Just want to make one thing clear,
I am not a believer nor do I want to be
Unless you can convince be.
Dear God
How do i have faith or believe in a concept,
where I speak to a man I've never seen
with my own two eyes,
Or heard with my ears or...
#religion
#God
#Christian
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
27th Jun 2023 8:01pm
27th Jun 2023 8:01pm
Creativity, through opera glasses, separated by a ravine.
in awe - the casual way
you lever paint from a cannonball night
as if you fell asleep
after meditation-haze on wine,
beside a God, crowbar in your hands,
another ghost of creativity
fating harmless thrums,
you create static
in the wake of every mile
your stiff, fictional feet trek -
and I came,
like a lion or a dove,
without expectation
to knock upon that traveller's door,
visited. I somehow seem to
fall in love with every wayward soul,
so too the mud,
so too the...
you lever paint from a cannonball night
as if you fell asleep
after meditation-haze on wine,
beside a God, crowbar in your hands,
another ghost of creativity
fating harmless thrums,
you create static
in the wake of every mile
your stiff, fictional feet trek -
and I came,
like a lion or a dove,
without expectation
to knock upon that traveller's door,
visited. I somehow seem to
fall in love with every wayward soul,
so too the mud,
so too the...
#moon
#nature
#God
#art
#dawn
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Connotation
Poem Published
8th Jun 2023 12:43pm
8th Jun 2023 12:43pm
Intense Wonder
Flowing current of the mind.
Unraveling, meandering course.
Experience with choice, taking shape.
Consequence, unseen, unfolding.
Future tense, built upon uncertainty.
Past and present, basic acceptance.
Ambiguous assumption, ahead.
Hypothetical, theoretical sums allude.
Best guess, estimation.
The universe, cited.
Why question what is given?
Shall incalculable magnitude be generalized?
What is the greatest analogy of understanding?
To what extent are we compared?
Galactic imagination, unfathomable?
Impossible...
Unraveling, meandering course.
Experience with choice, taking shape.
Consequence, unseen, unfolding.
Future tense, built upon uncertainty.
Past and present, basic acceptance.
Ambiguous assumption, ahead.
Hypothetical, theoretical sums allude.
Best guess, estimation.
The universe, cited.
Why question what is given?
Shall incalculable magnitude be generalized?
What is the greatest analogy of understanding?
To what extent are we compared?
Galactic imagination, unfathomable?
Impossible...
#God
#spiritual
#prose
#humankind
#philosophical
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2 Comments
MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
1st Jun 2023 9:57pm
1st Jun 2023 9:57pm
In The Mother's Womb
In a mother’s womb were two babies.
One asked the other:
“Do you believe in life after delivery?
”The other replied, “Why, of course.
There has to be something after delivery.
Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves
for what we will be later.”
“Nonsense,” said the first.
“There is no life after delivery.
What kind of life would that be?”
The second said,
“I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs
and eat from our mouths.
Maybe we will have other senses
that we...
One asked the other:
“Do you believe in life after delivery?
”The other replied, “Why, of course.
There has to be something after delivery.
Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves
for what we will be later.”
“Nonsense,” said the first.
“There is no life after delivery.
What kind of life would that be?”
The second said,
“I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs
and eat from our mouths.
Maybe we will have other senses
that we...
#women
#God
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2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
9th May 2023 4:23pm
9th May 2023 4:23pm
Untitled
Anticipating the taunt
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
Of a spellbound fate was
Like irony for some
Vicarious shame,
Bringing loneliness
To those of whom
Have beckoned, trekked,
Waited for poetic justice in the
Retribution of intrusive
Marketing that shrouds, hides.
Masterful callousness,
Pretending to never feel,
Mocked and laughed at
The innocent wonder
Of familiar reminiscence,
Like insisting favor
Was sensual, assuming an
Embarrassing tease,
Reinforcing the numb veracity
Of what carnality was worth. ...
#oppression
#LifeStruggles
#God
#spiritual
#humankind
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Connotation
Poem Published
5th May 2023 1:09am
5th May 2023 1:09am
Out In Left Field
Out in left field, off the deep end, they were all grasping at straws to drink of a half empty glass. Read between the lines. Gamble on the game that no one wins. Over/under, good/evil. The choice to (double)cross to the other side. Craft, witticism.
Abandoned Tree of Life. We pretended not to care about lies. Far away, the still and deep. The riverbed's shallow surface shimmers. Fluent imbalance. Flowing (e)motion. Liquidation. There is a need to cause commtion and stir it up - death. Ignorant virtue.
A drought runs through our philosophies. Always...
Abandoned Tree of Life. We pretended not to care about lies. Far away, the still and deep. The riverbed's shallow surface shimmers. Fluent imbalance. Flowing (e)motion. Liquidation. There is a need to cause commtion and stir it up - death. Ignorant virtue.
A drought runs through our philosophies. Always...
#LifeStruggles
#God
#spiritual
#prose
#philosophical
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4 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
24th Apr 2023 1:44am
24th Apr 2023 1:44am
Soul Idolatry
Dark interjection of spinning for nothing. Particle wavelength webs exit light. Spiraling down to the plane of earth, deposited resolution. Matter cycles, spanning land and elements. Mineral ether haunts physical assumption. The vector out triangulates within a dense point. Worshipping celestial bodies warps wishes forecasted. Eventually, deception falls, like the sky. Literal inclination aligns with what's predicted to come. Telling climate of signficant horror unto accreditation. Psychic beliefs assured, like watching a hurricane grow. Evaporation lifts spirits affected by...
#religion
#God
#spiritual
#prose
#philosophical
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 7:33pm
3rd Apr 2023 7:33pm
After Two, a Couple of Pastiches of British Poets
a collaboration between myself and Strangeways_Rob: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Strangeways_Rob/
Spitting Mountain Mist into Seasons
after Owen Sheers
It may have been the summer before the winter
Strong men pickaxed through ice to bury Old Man Jones.
It may have not.
We found a baby seagull on the beach
death nested inside a sand castle moat,
fingertip deep and eyes flagged closed.
She had seen a BBC documentary
rows of dead things in jars.
‘Myself is mutilation and...
Spitting Mountain Mist into Seasons
after Owen Sheers
It may have been the summer before the winter
Strong men pickaxed through ice to bury Old Man Jones.
It may have not.
We found a baby seagull on the beach
death nested inside a sand castle moat,
fingertip deep and eyes flagged closed.
She had seen a BBC documentary
rows of dead things in jars.
‘Myself is mutilation and...
#depression
#animals
#nature #God
#nature #God
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1 Comment
Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
14th Mar 2023 6:18am
14th Mar 2023 6:18am
God
God is the guy you talk to
When you are on the bog
clutching your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for swift recovery
from the pangs of filth and misery
generated from your own pile of shit
God is the guy who tells you outright
“you fucked up”
but you find it hard to ask for redemption
You have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And god decides you won’t get away with it
You need to face the consequence
And drown in your own fabicrated defence
God is the boy...
When you are on the bog
clutching your belly
as the pain grips
and the sweat drips
and you pray for swift recovery
from the pangs of filth and misery
generated from your own pile of shit
God is the guy who tells you outright
“you fucked up”
but you find it hard to ask for redemption
You have royally fucked someone
They didn’t deserve it
And god decides you won’t get away with it
You need to face the consequence
And drown in your own fabicrated defence
God is the boy...
#love
#war
#God #suffering
#God #suffering
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5 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 12:03pm
13th Mar 2023 12:03pm
God’s Perfection in You
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.”
God’s law is a good and perfect gift. Men can have good laws but if they are truly good and perfect, we know the Father gave it to us from heaven.
God forbids evil inventions and takes credit for the inspiration behind good ones. (Romans 1:30)
Fred Wright, in writing his book The Character of God teaches an idea about passive parenting from God:
“God is not deceitful or underhanded. He is the God...
God’s law is a good and perfect gift. Men can have good laws but if they are truly good and perfect, we know the Father gave it to us from heaven.
God forbids evil inventions and takes credit for the inspiration behind good ones. (Romans 1:30)
Fred Wright, in writing his book The Character of God teaches an idea about passive parenting from God:
“God is not deceitful or underhanded. He is the God...
#family
#nature
#God
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 11:15pm
12th Mar 2023 11:15pm
Linear Time in the Great War
A plot line seems easier to follow when it runs in a straight line from start to finish; beginning, middle and end, so I understand why people favor a view of time that excludes other possibilities. But that doesn’t make it right. The Bible does not describe time as linear, but relative. Observation of our natural world also reveals different time lines running at different speeds or even directions!
However every curse has a cause, and that means every plot line crossing our paths has order even if we somehow failed to notice. If you are reading this, some prior cause made you...
However every curse has a cause, and that means every plot line crossing our paths has order even if we somehow failed to notice. If you are reading this, some prior cause made you...
#war
#God
#heaven
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