Poems About God Published by Members Recently Online
#God
Wordsmith
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
Dear God
Dear God,
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
#anxiety
#religion
#God
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
Dear God
Dear God,
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
#anxiety
#religion
#God
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
3rd Feb 2020 7:55am
Dear God
Dear God,
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
I’m breaking up with you
I’ve walk this road too long
But my effort seems not to be fruitful
I’m tired of this’ please
I guess I really need a new piece
Dear boy,
Please stay
Don’t deviate that way
This power and fame
That you so much wish to attain
Could only lead astray
Dear boy,
Now what you gon do
Everything; I give to you; Life, health and food
You’re just ungrateful
I know you want other stuff too
But keep calm; I’ve got plans for you
Dear God,
After my adventure...
#anxiety
#religion
#God
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mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
god and the devil are transitional energy
I found the devil
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
#God
#devil
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
god and the devil are transitional energy
I found the devil
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
#God
#devil
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
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2 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
god and the devil are transitional energy
I found the devil
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
#God
#devil
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
490 reads
2 Comments
mantisdeer
Cait
Cait
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
8th Jun 2022 1:48am
god and the devil are transitional energy
I found the devil
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
In the crevice of godly service.
I stood at the edge
And watched it break me,
Take my thoughts and
violate the sanctuary
I prayed to.
I was there when I was created,
From perfumed lilies,
And roadkill skid marks,
I was overcooked and
Burning from the start.
I try to rebuild from the disarray,
The char stains my hands,
And on my knees I crawl,
The distance draws farther
And my sight tunnels
Into the pit I fall.
The bottom and the top squeeze me ...
#God
#devil
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
#spiritual #SelfDiscovery
490 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 11:47pm
18th Apr 2023 11:47pm
unfounded
the archaeologist thought he’d unearthed god on an archeological dig in suffolk and, following much research, he published his findings were later to be discounted ..
#science
#God
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2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 11:47pm
18th Apr 2023 11:47pm
unfounded
the archaeologist thought he’d unearthed god on an archeological dig in suffolk and, following much research, he published his findings were later to be discounted ..
#science
#God
162 reads
2 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
Tithing
The day is quietly opening.
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
#despair
#God
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
Tithing
The day is quietly opening.
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
#despair
#God
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:49pm
Tithing
The day is quietly opening.
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
And so am I.
I'm content,
yet bruised and soft at the edges
like a plum.
The ache stored inside
the music box of my heart.
I will leave it there for another day.
There are things to do today,
places to go. Today I will
set foot in a church for the first time
in years. Wondering if God will have me.
But I will give thanks for this life that,
though touched by suffering,
is full and bountiful.
Yesterday, the cat brought home a slender,
graceful wedge of...
#despair
#God
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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