Atheist Poems & Poetry about Atheism
#atheism
Atheist poems and poetry about atheism, the disbelief in the existence of God and other deities. Poems offering different views on atheism and the lack of empirical evidence to support theist beliefs.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
1st Aug 2024 7:16pm
1st Aug 2024 7:16pm
Feel the parasite as it eats you from the inside out
Hope
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
Do you truly believe that?
It's all in your mind
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
Do you truly believe that?
It's all in your mind
#atheism
#hope
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 8:29am
28th Jun 2024 8:29am
Suck it up, Buttercup
I'm the universe on extinction watch
as Phoebus dapples through the wind blown leaf
to dance a jig around the fence post notch
under the scarlet clouds of sunset grief
and faint rose eddies of sky scatter June,
clearing the void...for more twilight blue.
Then night, like a mortician, comes too soon
for condensation of the mortal dew
as Polaris guides to the same old place
and the candle flame flickers to an end
like the final star in expanding space
or a telomere in its fated trend...
unraveling like the...
as Phoebus dapples through the wind blown leaf
to dance a jig around the fence post notch
under the scarlet clouds of sunset grief
and faint rose eddies of sky scatter June,
clearing the void...for more twilight blue.
Then night, like a mortician, comes too soon
for condensation of the mortal dew
as Polaris guides to the same old place
and the candle flame flickers to an end
like the final star in expanding space
or a telomere in its fated trend...
unraveling like the...
#atheism
#TruthOfLife
102 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th May 2024 11:21am
15th May 2024 11:21am
Feel the Leech
Hope
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
It's all in your mind
Fuck hope
Hope is a pig
Kick it, murder it
Annihilate it
Hope for hope?
To be full of hope is to be full of shit
Hope is a weapon used against you
Hope costs money, you always pay
You're always hoping that your god hears you
It's all in your mind
#atheism
#hope
#strength
#vulnerability
#weakness
103 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
3rd May 2024 5:41pm
3rd May 2024 5:41pm
the fable of Jesus
The Fable of Jesus
Jesus was skeptical of his tribe, he didn't
whether he was a Semite, his father, the renowned
the wood craftsman had green eyes and knew
a few phrases of gallic monks had visited until
the Rome administration banned them
Jesus, to please his father, built a bookshelf, it was
It was so bad his younger brother had to take over
Jesus took umbrage and moved to Jerusalem, where
he hung out with radicals of his time
he was good at talking and soon became their leader
there are a few girls in Jesus's fellowship
one of...
Jesus was skeptical of his tribe, he didn't
whether he was a Semite, his father, the renowned
the wood craftsman had green eyes and knew
a few phrases of gallic monks had visited until
the Rome administration banned them
Jesus, to please his father, built a bookshelf, it was
It was so bad his younger brother had to take over
Jesus took umbrage and moved to Jerusalem, where
he hung out with radicals of his time
he was good at talking and soon became their leader
there are a few girls in Jesus's fellowship
one of...
#astrology
#atheism
#curse #fate
#curse #fate
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oskar
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 12:05pm
12th Apr 2024 12:05pm
the taste of forever
The taste of forever
Wild oats and thistles covered the track
stinging my legs for punishments
for since forgotten
The misty Dale that makes war look
like a romantic adventure
that separated men from boys until
a wolf howled
Trespasses, are buried under flowers
keep a soldier's last secret,
his name blew away in the wind
The cottage was still there, trees around
had grown, could no longer be seen
from the main road.
the door was rotten but still locked
the window curtain
was made
of spiders web ...
Wild oats and thistles covered the track
stinging my legs for punishments
for since forgotten
The misty Dale that makes war look
like a romantic adventure
that separated men from boys until
a wolf howled
Trespasses, are buried under flowers
keep a soldier's last secret,
his name blew away in the wind
The cottage was still there, trees around
had grown, could no longer be seen
from the main road.
the door was rotten but still locked
the window curtain
was made
of spiders web ...
#atheism
#astrology
#faith
#fate
#curse
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oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 10:05pm
11th Apr 2024 10:05pm
Europe
Europe
is in meltdown, high-interest rates
and expensive petrol and electricity
combined to impoverish countries after
country which threatens
Europe put their eggs in one basket
and became ruled by the USA
In Portugal, we see the dramatic rise
of "Chega" an anti-immigration party
that came from nowhere and won
third place in the election
people are fearing for their futures
and turning right
the disaster began with the bombing
of North stream two, an American
terror act helped by the US acolyte ...
is in meltdown, high-interest rates
and expensive petrol and electricity
combined to impoverish countries after
country which threatens
Europe put their eggs in one basket
and became ruled by the USA
In Portugal, we see the dramatic rise
of "Chega" an anti-immigration party
that came from nowhere and won
third place in the election
people are fearing for their futures
and turning right
the disaster began with the bombing
of North stream two, an American
terror act helped by the US acolyte ...
#atheism
#astrology
#faith
#fate
#curse
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Mar 2024 11:05am
25th Mar 2024 11:05am
Benefits of being an Atheist
I know that believing in God is NOT necessary to be a good person, it is possible to be moral and have good values without believing in God.
I can embrace new scientific theories about human origins, without being saddled with the belief that a god created everything.
I’m free from church hierarchy telling me what I can and can’t do.
I can embrace a woman’s right to make choices when it comes to her own body.
I don’t have to give my money to a church, so that the pastor can afford his own personal jet, home, mistresses, children or any other...
I can embrace new scientific theories about human origins, without being saddled with the belief that a god created everything.
I’m free from church hierarchy telling me what I can and can’t do.
I can embrace a woman’s right to make choices when it comes to her own body.
I don’t have to give my money to a church, so that the pastor can afford his own personal jet, home, mistresses, children or any other...
#atheism
#TruthOfLife
#nonfiction
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10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 12:23pm
22nd Feb 2024 12:23pm
Death and Tea
On a gray autumn afternoon,
death knocked on my door
with a serene smile. Without delay
I asked: "Come in, don't stay outside."
We sat at the oak table,
Death, in silence, observed the space.
I served the tea, very hot, in moments,
and death accepted, with a grateful gesture.
"Let's chat," I said,
Death nodded, "But about what, honey?"
"Life, dreams, everything that comes and goes too
and about how in the end, everything is lost, even the sky."
We talk about love, glory days, ...
death knocked on my door
with a serene smile. Without delay
I asked: "Come in, don't stay outside."
We sat at the oak table,
Death, in silence, observed the space.
I served the tea, very hot, in moments,
and death accepted, with a grateful gesture.
"Let's chat," I said,
Death nodded, "But about what, honey?"
"Life, dreams, everything that comes and goes too
and about how in the end, everything is lost, even the sky."
We talk about love, glory days, ...
#death
#atheism
#funny
#dialogue
#tea
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7 Comments
tomyaccusers
Poem Published
10th Jan 2024 4:49pm
10th Jan 2024 4:49pm
poets
This has nothing to do with you
It is between me and some of my own community..
Bit of a problem with the local mammies of the gossiping class..
It is between me and some of my own community..
Bit of a problem with the local mammies of the gossiping class..
#atheism
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
1st Dec 2023 5:07am
1st Dec 2023 5:07am
Wandering from Faith
How do I confess
that recently I sat in church
below a rainbow flag and hoped
that somehow God would now make sense?
I’m always journeying from faith,
am never quite there because
the dread hand of Creation looms
and testifies to me
that no Creator ever was,
it’s all just wind and rain, chaos.
But until I die there’ll be
a place in my heart for an English church
with that uniquely English air,
of understated sprays of dried flowers,
a calming light at old windows,
a stained pieta of the Lord
presented...
that recently I sat in church
below a rainbow flag and hoped
that somehow God would now make sense?
I’m always journeying from faith,
am never quite there because
the dread hand of Creation looms
and testifies to me
that no Creator ever was,
it’s all just wind and rain, chaos.
But until I die there’ll be
a place in my heart for an English church
with that uniquely English air,
of understated sprays of dried flowers,
a calming light at old windows,
a stained pieta of the Lord
presented...
#atheism
#religion
#Christian #spiritual
#Christian #spiritual
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1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
27th Nov 2023 5:56pm
27th Nov 2023 5:56pm
A Perfect Lore
Look into the quiet place
and ask it what you are.
I am of course an atheist.
When I look at creation I see
the great and ready-made chaos,
proliferating always like
the strain of some disease.
I cannot see in anything
the hand of some kind scientist,
observing us as Harlow did
his lovelorn simians.
But in this chaos there’s
a fire clean and pure,
a reason still to learn what’s here
and make at last a perfect lore.
and ask it what you are.
I am of course an atheist.
When I look at creation I see
the great and ready-made chaos,
proliferating always like
the strain of some disease.
I cannot see in anything
the hand of some kind scientist,
observing us as Harlow did
his lovelorn simians.
But in this chaos there’s
a fire clean and pure,
a reason still to learn what’s here
and make at last a perfect lore.
#love
#atheism
#spiritual #LifeCycle
#spiritual #LifeCycle
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 8:07am
19th Sep 2023 8:07am
the end of tomorrow
The End of Tomorrow
When you sit alone in your room, enjoying your solitude and someone tells you, this is the time of your life, the trivial will say you can sleep til ten, in the morning if you want to and you think, why not forever
You know there is no afterlife, you knew that when nine years old Santa Claus, was the woman next door
in drag, handing out gifts, paid for by your mother.
When the doorbell chimes and a christian sadist makes it clear you must believe in Jesus because you are old and can die, any moment now.
When you listen to the soft breaths of...
When you sit alone in your room, enjoying your solitude and someone tells you, this is the time of your life, the trivial will say you can sleep til ten, in the morning if you want to and you think, why not forever
You know there is no afterlife, you knew that when nine years old Santa Claus, was the woman next door
in drag, handing out gifts, paid for by your mother.
When the doorbell chimes and a christian sadist makes it clear you must believe in Jesus because you are old and can die, any moment now.
When you listen to the soft breaths of...
#atheism
#astrology
#fate
#curse
#karma
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