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.
The Space Between
The loudest preacher in the world
can barely be heard
over the simple silence
of a heart believing in the divine
We either believe or we don't
and I understand
there is power in hope
and anger at an unjust world
But to condemn is a sin
not against God but against man
and that makes me mad
that we feel hate
when someone takes a stand
For me, I do not need to believe
I found something real
a love that heals
and spark of the divine
in the space between our lives
can barely be heard
over the simple silence
of a heart believing in the divine
We either believe or we don't
and I understand
there is power in hope
and anger at an unjust world
But to condemn is a sin
not against God but against man
and that makes me mad
that we feel hate
when someone takes a stand
For me, I do not need to believe
I found something real
a love that heals
and spark of the divine
in the space between our lives
#love
#hope
#faith
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The Issue of Blood
Drawing from dormant depths
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
Like excavating dry bones
I rise to speak of hope
Against the boast of self inflicted stones
When the heart beats guilt
In my shames acclaim to condemn
I remember that God is greater
As I reach out in desperation for the hem
Faith pulls on the power that flows through the garments of my Savior
Affliction likened unto this issue of my blood
Addiction unspoken drowns me in the turmoil of an isolated flood
When boasts my sins in silence
I suffer the weight of my own violence
...
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
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From ashes comes beauty
In the depths of a timeless valley, where darkness reigns and hope seems lost, I find myself entangled in a web of despair. The once vibrant light that illuminated my path has been obscured by the shadows that now surround me. Lost and alone, I wander aimlessly, with only the winter breeze as my companion.
As I struggle to find my way through this barren land, my mind is consumed by doubt and fear. Whispers of doubt and uncertainty echo in the night, haunting me with their relentless taunts. I am filled with a sense of foreboding, anxiously awaiting the inevitable moment when...
As I struggle to find my way through this barren land, my mind is consumed by doubt and fear. Whispers of doubt and uncertainty echo in the night, haunting me with their relentless taunts. I am filled with a sense of foreboding, anxiously awaiting the inevitable moment when...
#faith
#rebirth
#fate
#spiritual
#redemption
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God’s Fingerprint
God’s Fingerprint
On the Sistine, Michaelangelo painted God’s fingered thrust
giving with love the gift of Life to Man fresh from dust.
First breath, beneath the heavens! Second breath, on land and sea!
From then ‘til now, a thrusted finger sculpts Man’s destiny.
Not long ago, Instinct was his primal need and guide
when smells repelled, fires frightened and lightning made him hide
and stars up in the heavens were just punctures in the night
while reflections in the water were the ghosts he could not fight.
Then lightning struck...
On the Sistine, Michaelangelo painted God’s fingered thrust
giving with love the gift of Life to Man fresh from dust.
First breath, beneath the heavens! Second breath, on land and sea!
From then ‘til now, a thrusted finger sculpts Man’s destiny.
Not long ago, Instinct was his primal need and guide
when smells repelled, fires frightened and lightning made him hide
and stars up in the heavens were just punctures in the night
while reflections in the water were the ghosts he could not fight.
Then lightning struck...
#religion
#God
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
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Beauty and Decay
Who am I within this shell
From womb to a cocoon of skin
Todays heaven is tomorrows hell
Indulgences of blessings and sin
The gift and the curse of free will
My wings comprised of all that swells within
To new heights take flight
Where will I land in the end
Of butterflies or moths
Of the divine or a devil send…
From womb to a cocoon of skin
Todays heaven is tomorrows hell
Indulgences of blessings and sin
The gift and the curse of free will
My wings comprised of all that swells within
To new heights take flight
Where will I land in the end
Of butterflies or moths
Of the divine or a devil send…
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles
#faith
#SelfReflection
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DEAR LORD
Dear Lord
Am just a toddler, Bambino
Learning to pray bear with me.
This is Sunday evening,
Empty is the room so is my heart.
Outside i hear the rain pelting, what a blessing.
Inside i see my tears pouring,
I want to tell you something;
Life without you is bitter,
Just like the taste of tears on my tongue.
I cannot forgive myself for putting you second
Yet you gave a son, your first to die for me.
The people I trusted changed with the change of seasons. They gave me love but ended up taking it back.
I called your name when...
Am just a toddler, Bambino
Learning to pray bear with me.
This is Sunday evening,
Empty is the room so is my heart.
Outside i hear the rain pelting, what a blessing.
Inside i see my tears pouring,
I want to tell you something;
Life without you is bitter,
Just like the taste of tears on my tongue.
I cannot forgive myself for putting you second
Yet you gave a son, your first to die for me.
The people I trusted changed with the change of seasons. They gave me love but ended up taking it back.
I called your name when...
#faith
#prayer
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Trend Setting Fashion Statements
Trust compromised and repaired
Holistic bonds give sight to the otherwise impaired
Uniformed in motion gradually instep and unaware
Nuanced of the imperfect and yet automatic sense of care
Deviances redeemed on the altars of our swear
Experience refined by self sacrificial love, in every joy and burden that we bear
Romances of routine and revelry re-pronounces love so rare
Sedated yet awakened, our hearts in fashion that we wear
Torn to be reborn from the past and knit in the wonder of a full gaze from a blank stare
Roses...
Holistic bonds give sight to the otherwise impaired
Uniformed in motion gradually instep and unaware
Nuanced of the imperfect and yet automatic sense of care
Deviances redeemed on the altars of our swear
Experience refined by self sacrificial love, in every joy and burden that we bear
Romances of routine and revelry re-pronounces love so rare
Sedated yet awakened, our hearts in fashion that we wear
Torn to be reborn from the past and knit in the wonder of a full gaze from a blank stare
Roses...
#love
#marriage
#romantic
#ValentinesDay
#faith
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Filthy Rags
Divided in the terms
Who is the audience or the subject
When everyone is just as innocent as they are guilty
Interrogations, who is the detective and who is the suspect
When it’s in the fine lines filed down between discernment and the will to accuse
Our assumptions more truly rendered of ourselves then the ones we abuse
Self serving on opposite ends of the spectrum of a tainted point of view
Confronting the devil you think you see in someone else that more truly resembles the devil in you
Con on the will of this philanthropy, the...
Who is the audience or the subject
When everyone is just as innocent as they are guilty
Interrogations, who is the detective and who is the suspect
When it’s in the fine lines filed down between discernment and the will to accuse
Our assumptions more truly rendered of ourselves then the ones we abuse
Self serving on opposite ends of the spectrum of a tainted point of view
Confronting the devil you think you see in someone else that more truly resembles the devil in you
Con on the will of this philanthropy, the...
#anxiety
#corruption
#religion
#faith
#manipulation
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It’s On
I’ve sat here for hours now.
Riding a rollercoaster of ups
and downs, clips of a life on loop
playing some sad docudrama.
In the amusement park called
Bourbon Wonderland I twirl through
the funhouse filled with regrets
and broken promises.
They called me a hero, right.
A heroin addict that took many
more lives than I saved.
For fuck’s sake stop saying you
know how I feel! No one does.
Sure I have bad days.
I almost prefer them because
it keeps it real, pain is better than
nothing.
...
Riding a rollercoaster of ups
and downs, clips of a life on loop
playing some sad docudrama.
In the amusement park called
Bourbon Wonderland I twirl through
the funhouse filled with regrets
and broken promises.
They called me a hero, right.
A heroin addict that took many
more lives than I saved.
For fuck’s sake stop saying you
know how I feel! No one does.
Sure I have bad days.
I almost prefer them because
it keeps it real, pain is better than
nothing.
...
#faith
#LifeChangingMoment
#success
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The thing is, its up to us to put the pieces back together
Well, we got no choice
All the girls and boys (girls and boys)
Making all that noise (ooh)
'Cause they found new toys
We can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
I'm bored to pieces
Well, we got no class
And we got no principals (ooh)
And we got no intelligence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes, well
We can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a...
All the girls and boys (girls and boys)
Making all that noise (ooh)
'Cause they found new toys
We can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a drag
School's out for summer
School's out forever
I'm bored to pieces
Well, we got no class
And we got no principals (ooh)
And we got no intelligence
We can't even think of a word that rhymes, well
We can't salute ya
Can't find a flag
If that don't suit ya
That's a...
#faith
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No meaning?
Often I ponder on whether life has any meaning.
But after a while,I give up trying to ponder on a meaning that's so divided.
We're fighting, every second we have,
by our utter denial.That life, has no meaning.
Just ask God?
©SukiSushiCrown.01-02-2024
But after a while,I give up trying to ponder on a meaning that's so divided.
We're fighting, every second we have,
by our utter denial.That life, has no meaning.
Just ask God?
©SukiSushiCrown.01-02-2024
#faith
#fate
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
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Harvesting Ashes of Life
A deeper sound of sunset falling
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
#faith
#spiritual
#philosophical
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