Poems About Faith Seeking Friendly Advice
#faith
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 1:06pm
6th Apr 2021 1:06pm
Faith
I am catholic
Born and raised
But I no longer
Believe.
I believe that Hell
Is right here on earth
Heaven down here is
What you make it
I suppose.
I believe more in
A spiritual aspect
Not as in that
Hocus pocus Holy Spirit,
No.
I believe in a sort of
Common sense of
Thinking and acting
Trying to keep
Things on an
Even keel.
Born and raised
But I no longer
Believe.
I believe that Hell
Is right here on earth
Heaven down here is
What you make it
I suppose.
I believe more in
A spiritual aspect
Not as in that
Hocus pocus Holy Spirit,
No.
I believe in a sort of
Common sense of
Thinking and acting
Trying to keep
Things on an
Even keel.
#religion
#faith
#philosophical #morality
#philosophical #morality
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5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th Apr 2021 9:03pm
4th Apr 2021 9:03pm
The Calling Of Destiny
Please listen to this its an awesome inspiration, we all have a story to tell, a time when we need more than words…
This has been my greatest inspiration song from the beginning of attempting to lasso that Master’s Degree in Nursing with emphasis in Forensic Psychology, I am two months from that long winded, tiresome, and self-sacrificing goal.
I can still remember the night I literally got down on my kness after getting out the shower, dripping wet over my Persian carpet, still slightly tipsy off a glass of Moet, and asked my Heavenly...
This has been my greatest inspiration song from the beginning of attempting to lasso that Master’s Degree in Nursing with emphasis in Forensic Psychology, I am two months from that long winded, tiresome, and self-sacrificing goal.
I can still remember the night I literally got down on my kness after getting out the shower, dripping wet over my Persian carpet, still slightly tipsy off a glass of Moet, and asked my Heavenly...
#motivational
#inspirational
#faith
#confessional
#SelfReflection
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8 Comments
VirgiliusMaro
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 12:37pm
3rd Apr 2021 12:37pm
Deluge
At first night’s close
between unknown and known
Helios
his chariot drawn
trawling first light
‘cross the skies
kindling the heavens
with radiance Divine
Effulgence bursting
within every line
deeply encoded
in each particle shrine
fastened scroll
by the Author’s pen
In the beginning..
for a future when..
By the Author’s will
Hes unfolding plan
will bear great fruit
untold blessings for man
inscribed at first dawn ...
between unknown and known
Helios
his chariot drawn
trawling first light
‘cross the skies
kindling the heavens
with radiance Divine
Effulgence bursting
within every line
deeply encoded
in each particle shrine
fastened scroll
by the Author’s pen
In the beginning..
for a future when..
By the Author’s will
Hes unfolding plan
will bear great fruit
untold blessings for man
inscribed at first dawn ...
#faith
#spiritual
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12 Comments
VirgiliusMaro
Poem Published
31st Mar 2021 2:46am
31st Mar 2021 2:46am
Lapidary
Birthed in Waters
crushed entire
impurities ablated
in Demophon’s fire
planed and sawed
in earthly trial
cut and polished
by human sorrow
Fault lines in the human heart
are pathways to receiving light
intensifying every color
facets emanate its aura
a gem of infinite shine
the human heart when
Wisdom comes
crushed entire
impurities ablated
in Demophon’s fire
planed and sawed
in earthly trial
cut and polished
by human sorrow
Fault lines in the human heart
are pathways to receiving light
intensifying every color
facets emanate its aura
a gem of infinite shine
the human heart when
Wisdom comes
#faith
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2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
30th Mar 2021 6:16pm
30th Mar 2021 6:16pm
Way home
I poured the drain
A drink today
Sick and tired of
Living this way
Spend precious time
Waiting on something
That brought me nothing
But heartache and strife
So take these chains away
I'm taking back my freedom
Walking that long way
Back to Eden
I'm jumping off this carousel
It's making me sick
Tired of hitting my head
Against these same broken bricks
Had enough of hanging
Onto a fake reality
I'm turning my eyes
Toward victory
I had control ...
A drink today
Sick and tired of
Living this way
Spend precious time
Waiting on something
That brought me nothing
But heartache and strife
So take these chains away
I'm taking back my freedom
Walking that long way
Back to Eden
I'm jumping off this carousel
It's making me sick
Tired of hitting my head
Against these same broken bricks
Had enough of hanging
Onto a fake reality
I'm turning my eyes
Toward victory
I had control ...
#inspirational
#God
#faith
#addiction
#redemption
29 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
28th Mar 2021 11:53pm
28th Mar 2021 11:53pm
A beautiful gift
You came to me
Like the mist after
A summer rain
An impossible dream
Meant for someone
Other than me
You breathed life
Into this shadow of a man
Who was drowning
In life's pain
You gave me reason
Gave me meaning
Gave me purpose
Gave me cleansing
Now I can't wait
To see the sun rise
I was fading
But you heard my cries
Now everyday is
A beautiful gift from you
When you're by my side
Life is something I can't refuse
Like the mist after
A summer rain
An impossible dream
Meant for someone
Other than me
You breathed life
Into this shadow of a man
Who was drowning
In life's pain
You gave me reason
Gave me meaning
Gave me purpose
Gave me cleansing
Now I can't wait
To see the sun rise
I was fading
But you heard my cries
Now everyday is
A beautiful gift from you
When you're by my side
Life is something I can't refuse
#inspirational
#God
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
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TrueLover
Meganne
Meganne
Poem Published
20th Mar 2021 6:32pm
20th Mar 2021 6:32pm
The little things
I woke up today and felt the breeze gently blowing through my hair,
releasing a faint scent of my shampoo into the air.
I stopped to close my eyes with my face towards the sky,
A brief moment of peace filled my heart as a single tear fell from my eye.
As the tear fell I tilted my face towards the ground and stared at my footprints in the dirt,
I silently thanked God from the brief moment that I couldn’t feel the hurt.
releasing a faint scent of my shampoo into the air.
I stopped to close my eyes with my face towards the sky,
A brief moment of peace filled my heart as a single tear fell from my eye.
As the tear fell I tilted my face towards the ground and stared at my footprints in the dirt,
I silently thanked God from the brief moment that I couldn’t feel the hurt.
#faith
#MentalHealth
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SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
17th Mar 2021 6:09pm
17th Mar 2021 6:09pm
A Wagon
I had a wagon
A red wagon
Full of my most
Precious items
I pulled that wagon
With my precious
Leave me precious
I Says why
No good for you
I say never found
Anyone softer
To look at
I pull that wagon
With my precious
Gets mad
I fight , we fight
Not get my precious
You look at me
Cross eyed
What’s so precious
About your wagon?
Her name is sanity
I fight for that.
Not good but I
Try to make
You wonder
You are my precious
A red wagon
Full of my most
Precious items
I pulled that wagon
With my precious
Leave me precious
I Says why
No good for you
I say never found
Anyone softer
To look at
I pull that wagon
With my precious
Gets mad
I fight , we fight
Not get my precious
You look at me
Cross eyed
What’s so precious
About your wagon?
Her name is sanity
I fight for that.
Not good but I
Try to make
You wonder
You are my precious
#faith
#patience
#honesty
#sacrifice
#tolerance
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1 Comment
Idkreally
Poem Published
15th Mar 2021 3:53am
15th Mar 2021 3:53am
faith
if this world is a gift
where narrative and objective realities collide
and we believe in this synchronicity
then are we saved
is it safe to wage war
with ancient wisdom
if one's own being
spills primevil
blood
perhaps, this is an endless journey
and 10,000 eternities would not suffice
we cannot understand
the unfathomable
can we even genuinely, fully believe
when our struggles are naught in comparison
to the suffering and temptations
that were felt only once upon a time
o
n ...
where narrative and objective realities collide
and we believe in this synchronicity
then are we saved
is it safe to wage war
with ancient wisdom
if one's own being
spills primevil
blood
perhaps, this is an endless journey
and 10,000 eternities would not suffice
we cannot understand
the unfathomable
can we even genuinely, fully believe
when our struggles are naught in comparison
to the suffering and temptations
that were felt only once upon a time
o
n ...
#faith
45 reads
5 Comments
Spanker
Poem Published
5th Mar 2021 00:18am
5th Mar 2021 00:18am
I Sought Advice
I asked the Lord
About compensation
For my injuries
For ours & theirs
He said contact my lawyers
They’ll sort it out
They’re pretty good
I said sure
About compensation
For my injuries
For ours & theirs
He said contact my lawyers
They’ll sort it out
They’re pretty good
I said sure
#religion
#faith
#suffering
42 reads
1 Comment
soul_on_fire
Poem Published
20th Feb 2021 7:02am
20th Feb 2021 7:02am
Zahra
My heart is aching.
My heart is overcame with emotions after seeing you.
My heart wants to tell you that it is going to be alright.
My heart wants you to know that Allah is always with you.
My heart remembers your journey.
My heart is aching.
My heart embraces you.
My heart is overcame with emotions after seeing you.
My heart wants to tell you that it is going to be alright.
My heart wants you to know that Allah is always with you.
My heart remembers your journey.
My heart is aching.
My heart embraces you.
#love
#hope
#faith
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1 Comment
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
16th Feb 2021 11:59pm
16th Feb 2021 11:59pm
My Golem
Out of clay I formed my Golem.
His intended purpose the destruction of my enemy.
My adversaries echo hate for how I look and what I believe.
So out of clay I call to rise from ash and earth, blessed be my Golem’s birth.
Truly I revere to be the contender of my brother’s curse.
My enemy stands, emboldened by my false weakness as his strength.
With ancestral orchestra I mold my Golem.
My fears become its fodder; my rage becomes his identity.
Then out of stone I form his feet.
On my golem’s sole my enemy’s head shall meet defeat.
My Golem sees...
His intended purpose the destruction of my enemy.
My adversaries echo hate for how I look and what I believe.
So out of clay I call to rise from ash and earth, blessed be my Golem’s birth.
Truly I revere to be the contender of my brother’s curse.
My enemy stands, emboldened by my false weakness as his strength.
With ancestral orchestra I mold my Golem.
My fears become its fodder; my rage becomes his identity.
Then out of stone I form his feet.
On my golem’s sole my enemy’s head shall meet defeat.
My Golem sees...
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#karma
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