Poems about Faith
#faith
Poetry about faith, complete confidence and trust, without tangible proof. Poems about faith in someone or something. This includes poetry examining strong religious principles and ideas based on spiritual beliefs.
Benzy_420
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 1:05pm
13th Oct 2019 1:05pm
Solitary f**k
We lost faith
Been waiting for a saviour ain’t a clue how much longer we can wait
We lost hope
Been digging for our gold ain’t a clue how much deeper we can go
We lost love
Been looking for a drug that can give us something similar to trust
We lost soul
Been walking on our own for a long time it’s really getting old
Where’s our light?
Every single interaction is an accidental insult from a fight
Where’s our freedom?
Every single action taken needs a compensation in the form of reason
Where’s our peace?
Every single day...
Been waiting for a saviour ain’t a clue how much longer we can wait
We lost hope
Been digging for our gold ain’t a clue how much deeper we can go
We lost love
Been looking for a drug that can give us something similar to trust
We lost soul
Been walking on our own for a long time it’s really getting old
Where’s our light?
Every single interaction is an accidental insult from a fight
Where’s our freedom?
Every single action taken needs a compensation in the form of reason
Where’s our peace?
Every single day...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual
#frustration
#despair
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princeluteia
Luteia
Luteia
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 00:40am
4th Oct 2019 00:40am
how to be a fictional character.
step one.
exist. you are a blank state; and the love you feel will never be enough.
step two.
make poor choices. your sense of justice is surely misguided.
step three.
fall apart. your story is romanticized and your tears fall on desensitized ears.
step four.
die. was it even worth it, you'll never know.
step five.
return to the living. if it's your brain or your soul or something else, you'll breathe again.
step six.
be confused. your don't understand these misplaced memories...
exist. you are a blank state; and the love you feel will never be enough.
step two.
make poor choices. your sense of justice is surely misguided.
step three.
fall apart. your story is romanticized and your tears fall on desensitized ears.
step four.
die. was it even worth it, you'll never know.
step five.
return to the living. if it's your brain or your soul or something else, you'll breathe again.
step six.
be confused. your don't understand these misplaced memories...
#faith
#rebirth
#magic #MovingOn
#magic #MovingOn
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hlumelophillip
H Phillip
H Phillip
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2019 12:17pm
3rd Oct 2019 12:17pm
DARKNESS INTO LIGHT
Darkness and death it brought to the heart of men,
An apocalyptic event the fall took it's form,
Rebuked and reproved out of paradise we were thrown,
Nature cursed because of Adam we toil and till the ground.
Eternal life stripped away now sinners we became,
Serpent satan cursed for his deceitful ways,
Stationed flaming sword prevention of mens unlawful claim.
Inhabitants of earth without sovereign reign,
Now we seek for hope in heaven we look again,
The seed in the womb of a virgin,
Our Savour Jesus fulfillment of what was spoken.
...
An apocalyptic event the fall took it's form,
Rebuked and reproved out of paradise we were thrown,
Nature cursed because of Adam we toil and till the ground.
Eternal life stripped away now sinners we became,
Serpent satan cursed for his deceitful ways,
Stationed flaming sword prevention of mens unlawful claim.
Inhabitants of earth without sovereign reign,
Now we seek for hope in heaven we look again,
The seed in the womb of a virgin,
Our Savour Jesus fulfillment of what was spoken.
...
#faith
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#redemption
#sacrifice
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butters
Poem Published
1st Oct 2019 11:31pm
1st Oct 2019 11:31pm
positive thinking
in a dark and burning world
where even ice catches fire
where skies peel
and the soil is sour
where howlback oscillates
cinder cone to horizon
a shabby soul
may yet get clean
where even ice catches fire
where skies peel
and the soil is sour
where howlback oscillates
cinder cone to horizon
a shabby soul
may yet get clean
#faith
#redemption
79 reads
15 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
30th Sep 2019 7:02pm
30th Sep 2019 7:02pm
INKlings6
INKling No6 – faith
“If ye had faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye might say unto this sycamine tree, Be thou plucked
up by the root. And be thou planted in the sea; and it should obey.” Luke 17:6 KJV
a fearless child flies o’er his father’s shoulders
an infant waits for mom to gently hold her
how precious every moment seems
to cherish hope
beyond slight dreams
to watch old sun
die to new night
knowing each new day
will bring new light
when faith small as
a mustard seed
blossoms into
its finished deed ...
“If ye had faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye might say unto this sycamine tree, Be thou plucked
up by the root. And be thou planted in the sea; and it should obey.” Luke 17:6 KJV
a fearless child flies o’er his father’s shoulders
an infant waits for mom to gently hold her
how precious every moment seems
to cherish hope
beyond slight dreams
to watch old sun
die to new night
knowing each new day
will bring new light
when faith small as
a mustard seed
blossoms into
its finished deed ...
#hope
#inspirational
#faith #spiritual
#faith #spiritual
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
28th Sep 2019 12:50pm
28th Sep 2019 12:50pm
holy volatilities of a seeming inadequacy, (em)powers her
13
.
dawning's staple
the samba rice simmers..
under severely auclaving cooker's
gone-routine HTST pressurizing
a series of...zzzz.. noisy
facial whistleblower
afterall, in a plethora
of thrown over chaos
- a thick volcanically erupting
yeasty ketosis stench pervades
with a traceably random felt comforting
steamy grainy aromatic goodness
the latter ...
.
dawning's staple
the samba rice simmers..
under severely auclaving cooker's
gone-routine HTST pressurizing
a series of...zzzz.. noisy
facial whistleblower
afterall, in a plethora
of thrown over chaos
- a thick volcanically erupting
yeasty ketosis stench pervades
with a traceably random felt comforting
steamy grainy aromatic goodness
the latter ...
#love
#mother
#war
#faith
#spiritual
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6 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
27th Sep 2019 3:49pm
27th Sep 2019 3:49pm
LOVE’S a tenseless sapience, spirals in as concrete NOW of a daily existential reeling realm's dream dejavu
I i n h a l e you.....
in each finely enmeshing deep breaths
from my serially sizzly popping in, the
starry burning foresting micro-embers
holy smoking vanakkam charcoal lungs
in a yogic metamorphosing transcendence
when the fecking all and nil
of such a grandly elevating
coital coalescing atmospheric
becomes
(y)our wholesome incensing expanse
as spread out singing sigmoidal skies
filters off
its darkly whirling clouded cocktail dusts...
in each finely enmeshing deep breaths
from my serially sizzly popping in, the
starry burning foresting micro-embers
holy smoking vanakkam charcoal lungs
in a yogic metamorphosing transcendence
when the fecking all and nil
of such a grandly elevating
coital coalescing atmospheric
becomes
(y)our wholesome incensing expanse
as spread out singing sigmoidal skies
filters off
its darkly whirling clouded cocktail dusts...
#love
#birds
#fire
#faith
#spiritual
109 reads
6 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
25th Sep 2019 4:11pm
25th Sep 2019 4:11pm
shibboleth
Shibboleth
It includes our political parties
Distant past their prime when they had a meaning.
Also, Christian theology is passé
As philosophies anchored in old thinking are
Like rusty ships waiting to for dismantling
A new approach for our modern question about
Life and dead must
be written in a language
That reflects the time we live in
It is not about old ideas being dressed in jeans
However, a fundamental rethink that if not breaking
From the past entirely, find a new expression
Because the structural problems will...
It includes our political parties
Distant past their prime when they had a meaning.
Also, Christian theology is passé
As philosophies anchored in old thinking are
Like rusty ships waiting to for dismantling
A new approach for our modern question about
Life and dead must
be written in a language
That reflects the time we live in
It is not about old ideas being dressed in jeans
However, a fundamental rethink that if not breaking
From the past entirely, find a new expression
Because the structural problems will...
#faith
#fate
#pagan
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DanielChristensen
Poem Published
24th Sep 2019 5:53pm
24th Sep 2019 5:53pm
How to Seek God (and Where to Find Him)
We but mirror the world. All the tendencies present in the outer world are to be found in the world of our body. If we could change ourselves, the tendencies in the world would also change. As a man changes his own nature, so does the attitude of the world change towards him. This is the divine mystery supreme. A wonderful thing it is and the source of our happiness. We need not wait to see what others do.” Mahatma Gandhi
..
The horizons, which drag their claws
Through the razor
Grass, are
Holding the dissipating glow of
Morning, where eyes are...
..
The horizons, which drag their claws
Through the razor
Grass, are
Holding the dissipating glow of
Morning, where eyes are...
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#CallToAction
210 reads
14 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
24th Sep 2019 1:58pm
24th Sep 2019 1:58pm
Rules for Good Men As Taught Through the Ages
no matter the current zeitgeist
a good man holds his tears
'cause ain't no pain can't be walked off
and a man, he's got to man up
and shake it off
and keep moving
'cause a good man is a man and ain't no goddamn sissy
and no matter how good or bad she is
a good man puts her first --
gives his place on the last boat to a woman he don't know
dirties his clothes and hands changing her tire on the way to work
gives her his coat in coldest winter
and holds his temper while she rages
and holds the door if she'll let him ...
a good man holds his tears
'cause ain't no pain can't be walked off
and a man, he's got to man up
and shake it off
and keep moving
'cause a good man is a man and ain't no goddamn sissy
and no matter how good or bad she is
a good man puts her first --
gives his place on the last boat to a woman he don't know
dirties his clothes and hands changing her tire on the way to work
gives her his coat in coldest winter
and holds his temper while she rages
and holds the door if she'll let him ...
#faith
#fate
#morality #masculinity
#morality #masculinity
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3 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
24th Sep 2019 1:11pm
24th Sep 2019 1:11pm
Incandescent
A hidden fire
burns deep inside
an immense heat
that at present
is contained
insulted
by vast
and icy walls
the surface does pertain
A dim glow
at first
a sign of change
easy to ignore
or to deny
Those frozen walls
now resonate
and amplify
Brightness
warmth and sound
every eye and ear
are found
in magnitude
no frozen wasteland
can defy
burns deep inside
an immense heat
that at present
is contained
insulted
by vast
and icy walls
the surface does pertain
A dim glow
at first
a sign of change
easy to ignore
or to deny
Those frozen walls
now resonate
and amplify
Brightness
warmth and sound
every eye and ear
are found
in magnitude
no frozen wasteland
can defy
#universe
#God
#faith
51 reads
5 Comments
destiny0716
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2019 11:41pm
23rd Sep 2019 11:41pm
I Sing of War
To be sweet and docile I strive...
Await justice with patience...
Never blinking an eye...
To sleep with no rest was the ultimate test
In a garden so peaceful
Though so near the spirit of death
No fear to succumb to
No wayward thoughts allowed
But to endure good hardness all the while
A single moment of obedience
To change the course of history
I was in that decision devout
Allowing His most perfect will
Total control unto Him I yield
With the ancient knowing of Days
Slain before the nation
Visions envisioned the...
Await justice with patience...
Never blinking an eye...
To sleep with no rest was the ultimate test
In a garden so peaceful
Though so near the spirit of death
No fear to succumb to
No wayward thoughts allowed
But to endure good hardness all the while
A single moment of obedience
To change the course of history
I was in that decision devout
Allowing His most perfect will
Total control unto Him I yield
With the ancient knowing of Days
Slain before the nation
Visions envisioned the...
#love
#strength
#heartbroken
#faith
#redemption
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