Poems About Atheism Seeking Honest Critique
#atheism
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:10am
Yesterday 11:10am
Live for today, for you may die tomorrow
Nothing matters, no one matters, all of us will die
No one exists here on purpose, reality a lie
Trying to put meaning in your life
but there is no grand design
You're searching for a spark that doesn't exist
Your empty feelings and morals dismissed
If you died
no one would cry
There is no way that in infinite worlds your actions have any meaning
We are just atoms floating and splitting
creating and destroying
over and over, for no real reason
no explanation given
There is no grand plan or purpose for you
You might as well...
No one exists here on purpose, reality a lie
Trying to put meaning in your life
but there is no grand design
You're searching for a spark that doesn't exist
Your empty feelings and morals dismissed
If you died
no one would cry
There is no way that in infinite worlds your actions have any meaning
We are just atoms floating and splitting
creating and destroying
over and over, for no real reason
no explanation given
There is no grand plan or purpose for you
You might as well...
#atheism
#death
#LifeStruggles
#science
#TruthOfLife
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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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MalcolmG
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 3:35pm
9th Nov 2024 3:35pm
The Fallen Church
A tempest stirs, a grievous wave,
My heart shatters for those left to crave,
For trust betrayed, for lives undone,
By men who once stood, now they run.
The sacred name of Christ now smeared,
His church defiled, by those once revered,
Their hearts corrupted, their hands unclean,
They sought the lusts that could not be seen.
The catalogue of ruin grows with haste,
A parade of leaders who've lost their grace,
Apostates in shadows, hearts turned to stone,
From faith once vibrant, now wholly alone.
An...
My heart shatters for those left to crave,
For trust betrayed, for lives undone,
By men who once stood, now they run.
The sacred name of Christ now smeared,
His church defiled, by those once revered,
Their hearts corrupted, their hands unclean,
They sought the lusts that could not be seen.
The catalogue of ruin grows with haste,
A parade of leaders who've lost their grace,
Apostates in shadows, hearts turned to stone,
From faith once vibrant, now wholly alone.
An...
#atheism
#God
#religion
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 2:20am
5th Nov 2024 2:20am
Letters To Heaven
I wrote you a letter, I'm wondering why,
I’m left with no answer, no simple reply,
No voice from heaven no voice from the sky. Surely you haven't left ,O God did you die?
Thought you'd ease this burden we all have to bear, but it’s quiet down here, are you actually there?
We live in our fears, tears dripping on faces, People starving, the whole human races is, suffering and homeless, year after year, please give me sign that you can actually hear.
Did you plan this...
I’m left with no answer, no simple reply,
No voice from heaven no voice from the sky. Surely you haven't left ,O God did you die?
Thought you'd ease this burden we all have to bear, but it’s quiet down here, are you actually there?
We live in our fears, tears dripping on faces, People starving, the whole human races is, suffering and homeless, year after year, please give me sign that you can actually hear.
Did you plan this...
#atheism
#devil
#God
#religion
#TruthOfLife
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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
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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
118 reads
6 Comments
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
184 reads
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
167 reads
7 Comments
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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PAR
Poem Published
11th Jul 2023 1:32pm
11th Jul 2023 1:32pm
Blake Hole
fifteen seconds at the speed of light from here
there is a deserted rock, empty and abandoned
which has roamed the universe for eternity.
planet nothing is the name of this crystal stone
but everyone just calls it home bitter home
everyone pretends not to squander the little one.
all the inhabitants are proud enough to forget
that are just the beings on the smooth surface
of a tiny grain of sand in the ocean of stars.
the universe follows its course towards the navel
in an eternal self-referential dream so atheistic ...
there is a deserted rock, empty and abandoned
which has roamed the universe for eternity.
planet nothing is the name of this crystal stone
but everyone just calls it home bitter home
everyone pretends not to squander the little one.
all the inhabitants are proud enough to forget
that are just the beings on the smooth surface
of a tiny grain of sand in the ocean of stars.
the universe follows its course towards the navel
in an eternal self-referential dream so atheistic ...
#universe
#stars
#atheism
#astronomy
#disappointment
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