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.
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
Today 9:05pm
Today 9:05pm
Torrent-bed
I seek him in a torrent-bed
I seek him in the divine waters of unconstitutional purpose
I have no doubt
My mind will ease there
And that my thoughts will trickle through
And down into
Between nothing and faith
Somewhere in between I am sure of it
My hand grips blasphemy like a crow
How cunning
This cry out from my reaches
From out of the very depths of me
It shudders up and begs
It wants to burst from me
And caw
And scream
And turn my brows to arches
My face angular with passion ...
I seek him in the divine waters of unconstitutional purpose
I have no doubt
My mind will ease there
And that my thoughts will trickle through
And down into
Between nothing and faith
Somewhere in between I am sure of it
My hand grips blasphemy like a crow
How cunning
This cry out from my reaches
From out of the very depths of me
It shudders up and begs
It wants to burst from me
And caw
And scream
And turn my brows to arches
My face angular with passion ...
#faith
9 reads
0 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:54pm
Yesterday 8:54pm
Voyage to hell
#atheism
#astrology
#faith
#pagan
#curse
22 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 18th Oct 2020 4:40am
16th Aug 2020 3:56pm
16th Aug 2020 3:56pm
Not alone
When wars are all around me
Blocking my every path
Into the deepest chasm
All of them you will cast
You will leave me not alone
When the snake holds out before me
All the treasures of this world
Help me cast them all aside
Even the biggest pearl
You will leave me not alone
When I feel the silent shadows
Closing in from every side
Shine your light before me
And burn away the night
And leave me not alone
Blocking my every path
Into the deepest chasm
All of them you will cast
You will leave me not alone
When the snake holds out before me
All the treasures of this world
Help me cast them all aside
Even the biggest pearl
You will leave me not alone
When I feel the silent shadows
Closing in from every side
Shine your light before me
And burn away the night
And leave me not alone
#hope
#God
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
94 reads
13 Comments
Vferry
Poem Published
15th Oct 2020 4:10am
15th Oct 2020 4:10am
I'll Be Gone
I’ll be gone
When God becomes a myth
From talking heads
And their lips of sticks
Who spit splinters into eyes
Of Summer’s hope and Winter’s blind
But not I, I will be gone
Beware of the craftsman
Who mills words into art
Dusting up clouds of noise
To storm within the heart
For no reason, or nothing to give
Other than just to make God another myth
But not I, I will be gone
When God becomes a myth
From talking heads
And their lips of sticks
Who spit splinters into eyes
Of Summer’s hope and Winter’s blind
But not I, I will be gone
Beware of the craftsman
Who mills words into art
Dusting up clouds of noise
To storm within the heart
For no reason, or nothing to give
Other than just to make God another myth
But not I, I will be gone
#God
#faith
42 reads
1 Comment
Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
14th Oct 2020 2:54pm
14th Oct 2020 2:54pm
EUROPE, TO WHERE?
EUROPE, TO WHERE?
Strength, and freedom have their cost to be enjoyed.
Knights of old had practised much ere they could fight.
Where is Europe leading to through easy life?
Will it keep its culture safe and thoughts intact?
Life can't be observed in details but in acts
small and trivial, but they can explain it all.
When the theme of your verse piece is about sex,
you will have readers, and lots of those who like.
Write about marriage and kids, and none will read.
Life is made to be enjoyed and not to breed.
Who...
Strength, and freedom have their cost to be enjoyed.
Knights of old had practised much ere they could fight.
Where is Europe leading to through easy life?
Will it keep its culture safe and thoughts intact?
Life can't be observed in details but in acts
small and trivial, but they can explain it all.
When the theme of your verse piece is about sex,
you will have readers, and lots of those who like.
Write about marriage and kids, and none will read.
Life is made to be enjoyed and not to breed.
Who...
#faith
24 reads
4 Comments
Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
14th Oct 2020 3:17am
14th Oct 2020 3:17am
Diary. latefall2018 (II)
#faith
#nonfiction
40 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
13th Oct 2020 00:29am
13th Oct 2020 00:29am
father brown sends 'em packing ..
the rather elderly priest sits in front of the fire and smiles as his mind quietly sorts out the case
#faith
26 reads
5 Comments
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
12th Oct 2020 11:35pm
12th Oct 2020 11:35pm
The Walk of Being
I have felt more dead than I’ve ever been
Half alive and roses
Five rows and a casket
Cracked open slightly
By a jagged thing
Sloughing velvet
The color of my rouge
Underneath
I have watched miles of countless scenery
And the grey and scrubbed tracks of Men
Making their way
Down the highways that never got them there
Disapproval
Disappointment shoveled onto their laps
Like the burden of children
It’s all in a life.. ..
It is all in a life ...
Half alive and roses
Five rows and a casket
Cracked open slightly
By a jagged thing
Sloughing velvet
The color of my rouge
Underneath
I have watched miles of countless scenery
And the grey and scrubbed tracks of Men
Making their way
Down the highways that never got them there
Disapproval
Disappointment shoveled onto their laps
Like the burden of children
It’s all in a life.. ..
It is all in a life ...
#faith
55 reads
8 Comments
Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 2:22pm
9th Oct 2020 2:22pm
[draft under reconstruction] for Crimsin
Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.
Prologues which bewitch us.
Atain crimson parishes the sacredness
of tears
in
that which I am sure we have all gained,
re. wormwood.
Martyrs may choose their own friends.
[484
O LTE A0
Document FF 225, wit note: "To whom
that which is dead might rsvp upon
their rebirth"
Under a Pond. And Love will not expire.]
Ever the instant when love is in the
world the quicker it is spoken, the
better it is for the truth,...
Prologues which bewitch us.
Atain crimson parishes the sacredness
of tears
in
that which I am sure we have all gained,
re. wormwood.
Martyrs may choose their own friends.
[484
O LTE A0
Document FF 225, wit note: "To whom
that which is dead might rsvp upon
their rebirth"
Under a Pond. And Love will not expire.]
Ever the instant when love is in the
world the quicker it is spoken, the
better it is for the truth,...
#faith
42 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Bumped 7th Oct 2020 10:48am
9th Aug 2020 2:35am
9th Aug 2020 2:35am
My cross to bear
Jesus bore the sins of the world
To relieve us all from death
So it is to him and noone else
I owe my every breath
But still I live in a fallen world
With evilness to spare
And the guilt and shame
For my love of sin
It is my cross to bear
God, guide me through this wicked Earth
Pull me out of Satan's lair
Forgive me when I fall from grace
It is OUR cross to bear
To relieve us all from death
So it is to him and noone else
I owe my every breath
But still I live in a fallen world
With evilness to spare
And the guilt and shame
For my love of sin
It is my cross to bear
God, guide me through this wicked Earth
Pull me out of Satan's lair
Forgive me when I fall from grace
It is OUR cross to bear
#God
#faith
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
95 reads
6 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 1:35pm
6th Oct 2020 1:35pm
Questions
God was tired of being celibate.
Oh, please, He had never set such rules.
So there were only men at His Last Supper.
Ya, but ladies there were behind the Scene.
Then the persistent rumors down there
That He was married or had a hot thing
With a prostitute. Bunch of hogwash.
Maybe. He wasn't the kind to ''kiss and tell''.
Indeed, how many men out there are
Totally celibate? Even one or two of apostles
He suspected of ''playing for the other team'',
The term ''queer'' not being considered
Acceptable.
Methinks...
Oh, please, He had never set such rules.
So there were only men at His Last Supper.
Ya, but ladies there were behind the Scene.
Then the persistent rumors down there
That He was married or had a hot thing
With a prostitute. Bunch of hogwash.
Maybe. He wasn't the kind to ''kiss and tell''.
Indeed, how many men out there are
Totally celibate? Even one or two of apostles
He suspected of ''playing for the other team'',
The term ''queer'' not being considered
Acceptable.
Methinks...
#faith
#spiritual
#mythology
#pagan
#morality
44 reads
5 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 5:32am
6th Oct 2020 5:32am
Hell is here and not over there
There are so many levels of Hell,
Some say seven, some nine
Pretty much speculations
All guesses, especially from Dante,
So hard to tell
Considering that nobody
Ever came back from either
Heaven or Hell
But whichever it is,
The worst Hell is right here to find,
The one you make for yourself
The one you create for yourself
Through your daily deeds
And the crazy choices
Taken out of your sometimes
Twisted mind.
Some say seven, some nine
Pretty much speculations
All guesses, especially from Dante,
So hard to tell
Considering that nobody
Ever came back from either
Heaven or Hell
But whichever it is,
The worst Hell is right here to find,
The one you make for yourself
The one you create for yourself
Through your daily deeds
And the crazy choices
Taken out of your sometimes
Twisted mind.
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#morality
#curse
32 reads
2 Comments
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