Poems About Faith Seeking Friendly Advice
#faith
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
10th Jan 2021 3:31am
10th Jan 2021 3:31am
Waiting -
I watch from rooftops
like afternoon sunlight,
the partially
shingled building
clamors
with each stiff wind
speaking like the dead,
plucked flowers
drift aimlessly
between
gravestone pathways,
waiting to decipher
peace
in the steps
of angels.
like afternoon sunlight,
the partially
shingled building
clamors
with each stiff wind
speaking like the dead,
plucked flowers
drift aimlessly
between
gravestone pathways,
waiting to decipher
peace
in the steps
of angels.
#religion
#angels
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2021 12:36pm
2nd Jan 2021 12:36pm
Karma
Karma exists in different forms in different philisophies or religions. If a muslim extremist blows himself up in a police station, big karma, goes directly to the muslim heaven and gets his 72 virgins or whatever. (I sort of wonder: if it is a female who blows herself up.....does she turn lesbian?).
If a catholic dies with good karma, he goes to Heaven. Otherwise he goes to purgatory or directly to hell.
As for orientals, it is more complicated, more diffilicult to reach Nirvana. If I remember correctly there are at least 7 steps. Very lttle good karma or none, you end up in...
If a catholic dies with good karma, he goes to Heaven. Otherwise he goes to purgatory or directly to hell.
As for orientals, it is more complicated, more diffilicult to reach Nirvana. If I remember correctly there are at least 7 steps. Very lttle good karma or none, you end up in...
#faith
#spiritual
#philosophical #karma
#philosophical #karma
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4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
31st Dec 2020 8:15am
31st Dec 2020 8:15am
new year
New Year
I walk down from the seventh floor.
Take the lift up and walk down again.
Since we can only be out a short time
Like shopping it makes me feel fit.
Tomorrow it will be a new year
Actually, there are no new year it is
A construction made by man
time is endless time is an abstraction.
I like to see January alive, not that
It matters, but I’m human and for a reason.
I can´t explain I would like to see
The spring of another year, although
I know what happened in my life.
Will be erased, and there is no god to ...
I walk down from the seventh floor.
Take the lift up and walk down again.
Since we can only be out a short time
Like shopping it makes me feel fit.
Tomorrow it will be a new year
Actually, there are no new year it is
A construction made by man
time is endless time is an abstraction.
I like to see January alive, not that
It matters, but I’m human and for a reason.
I can´t explain I would like to see
The spring of another year, although
I know what happened in my life.
Will be erased, and there is no god to ...
#atheism
#faith
#luck #karma
#luck #karma
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1 Comment
ChynaBay311
Poem Published
28th Nov 2020 8:30pm
28th Nov 2020 8:30pm
A LETTER TO GOD
Sitting here alone,
Without any distractions,
I feel YOUR presence.
I’m taking this time out
To give you the praise
For just another day
Among the living
Something some
Would love to know.
We’re going through something
That should have never been
And have cause so much sorrow,
But I know that this season too,
will pass and we’ll be happy again.
Living life as we once were,
Although the love ones we lost
Have gone to rest
For that Great Day
Where we all will come to rest. ...
Without any distractions,
I feel YOUR presence.
I’m taking this time out
To give you the praise
For just another day
Among the living
Something some
Would love to know.
We’re going through something
That should have never been
And have cause so much sorrow,
But I know that this season too,
will pass and we’ll be happy again.
Living life as we once were,
Although the love ones we lost
Have gone to rest
For that Great Day
Where we all will come to rest. ...
#strength
#hope
#inspirational
#faith
#philosophical
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7 Comments
Jofec
Omei
Omei
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2020 7:28am
23rd Nov 2020 7:28am
The magic cat in the rabbit hat trick
This way I execute my rhymes it’s like a game of eye spy with a bunch of sounds like clues
I’m the fox in socks rapping with the big cat hat on
Dr sueuss is my spirit animal
I’m Chanelling him like a king riddling my way to god
You Gota have faith he is back
his talent now lies in my raps
I’m the fox in socks rapping with the big cat hat on
Dr sueuss is my spirit animal
I’m Chanelling him like a king riddling my way to god
You Gota have faith he is back
his talent now lies in my raps
#faith
#rebirth
#fate
#magic
#curse
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 8:54pm
27th Oct 2020 8:54pm
Voyage to hell
#atheism
#astrology
#faith
#pagan
#curse
73 reads
8 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
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
Than just to make God another myth
But not I, I will be gone
#God
#faith
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1 Comment
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
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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
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2 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
5th Oct 2020 1:00pm
5th Oct 2020 1:00pm
Moment of weakness
God, sitting at His desk
Was looking at the marks
Left by the nails in the
Palms of His hands.
Ruminating. Not happy.
His wonderful, Utopian project
Turning to shambles,
The fat pigs in purple robes
Being more ridiculous
Every day. Sumptuous
Dining and living
As if the river of honey
Never ceases to flow.
He was toying
With His mail opener,
A dagger of tempered steel
Fine sharp edge.
Tempered steel, vein.
Tempered steel, vein.
''But, no'', He reflected
''I will not give them
The same...
Was looking at the marks
Left by the nails in the
Palms of His hands.
Ruminating. Not happy.
His wonderful, Utopian project
Turning to shambles,
The fat pigs in purple robes
Being more ridiculous
Every day. Sumptuous
Dining and living
As if the river of honey
Never ceases to flow.
He was toying
With His mail opener,
A dagger of tempered steel
Fine sharp edge.
Tempered steel, vein.
Tempered steel, vein.
''But, no'', He reflected
''I will not give them
The same...
#astrology
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#morality
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4 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
4th Oct 2020 9:20pm
4th Oct 2020 9:20pm
A deal is a deal
Lucy Fair was having a bad day.
Stomach cramps, high fever.
No other choice but to call
Dr Faust, a despicable being
Always crying, lamenting
About the miserable conditions
And emplacement of the
Lodgings allocated to him.
So what if they were
Above a blacksmith's den,
Worse on Sun Days,
A reminder from Godè
A Being not always so subtle
In His ways.
Faust was summoned,
Bowed most elegantly.
''Have you an elexir,
My dear doctor'' she asked,
Trying to stay most polite.
''I might'' he replied, ...
Stomach cramps, high fever.
No other choice but to call
Dr Faust, a despicable being
Always crying, lamenting
About the miserable conditions
And emplacement of the
Lodgings allocated to him.
So what if they were
Above a blacksmith's den,
Worse on Sun Days,
A reminder from Godè
A Being not always so subtle
In His ways.
Faust was summoned,
Bowed most elegantly.
''Have you an elexir,
My dear doctor'' she asked,
Trying to stay most polite.
''I might'' he replied, ...
#atheism
#faith
#mythology
#magic
#morality
54 reads
6 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2020 9:08pm
3rd Oct 2020 9:08pm
Knock knock
Knock on the door
As a big sword handling angel
Tried with those huge wings
To enter God's office.
Gabriel had to come in sideways
With clings and clangs.
God smiled in His beard
Not understanding the
Youngsters' ways
Maybe the outfit had to do
With one of those lovely
Japanese Comics characters
And their get together
At comfests.
''Pray, my Lord, why do you
Allow such crazies as Caesars
Hitlers and Mussolinis?....Even
Just one child molested
And all the misery?''
A difficult one, even for God. ...
As a big sword handling angel
Tried with those huge wings
To enter God's office.
Gabriel had to come in sideways
With clings and clangs.
God smiled in His beard
Not understanding the
Youngsters' ways
Maybe the outfit had to do
With one of those lovely
Japanese Comics characters
And their get together
At comfests.
''Pray, my Lord, why do you
Allow such crazies as Caesars
Hitlers and Mussolinis?....Even
Just one child molested
And all the misery?''
A difficult one, even for God. ...
#atheism
#faith
#mythology
#magic
#morality
61 reads
4 Comments
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