Poems About Faith Seeking Honest Critique
#faith
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E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 6:31pm
16th Aug 2019 6:31pm
Atheism
Calling atheism a religion
is like calling abstinence
a sexual position.
Atheism is a point of view
that would not exist
without religion…
Both must be taken on faith, you see?
as neither can supply proof
to back up their position.
is like calling abstinence
a sexual position.
Atheism is a point of view
that would not exist
without religion…
Both must be taken on faith, you see?
as neither can supply proof
to back up their position.
#atheism
#God
#faith
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SexyInkMaster
Poem Published
16th Aug 2019 2:26am
16th Aug 2019 2:26am
Where's My Hallelujah
When the day is long and my peace is gone
I'm tired and toiled and the plans go foiled
I need my Hallelujah
When all I have left is my last breath
I've given my all and I begin to fall
I reach for my Hallelujah
The rain comes in with the whipping wind
The night is frightful and surely spiteful
Where's my Hallelujah
I'm looking for reprieve
I'm in need of relief
Allow me to grieve
Set me free
My Hallelujah
Where's my Hallelujah
When I'm all cried out and I scream and shout
My...
I'm tired and toiled and the plans go foiled
I need my Hallelujah
When all I have left is my last breath
I've given my all and I begin to fall
I reach for my Hallelujah
The rain comes in with the whipping wind
The night is frightful and surely spiteful
Where's my Hallelujah
I'm looking for reprieve
I'm in need of relief
Allow me to grieve
Set me free
My Hallelujah
Where's my Hallelujah
When I'm all cried out and I scream and shout
My...
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
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12 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Aug 2019 1:47pm
15th Aug 2019 1:47pm
Deliverance
She was sleepwalking through the night
Her soulless body anguishing in the dark
But in her dead eyes she was not of this world
As her tormentors screamed and chastised
Sal de este cuerpo!
The preacher shouted at the top of his lungs
Salte demonio!
While the others around spoke in tongues
Yo te reprendo!
With faith they screamed in the night
Vete de aqui!
In the warm and tropical heat
The room suddenly turned cold
It was a fight against damnation
Their miracle lyrical prayers prayed
A supplication for salvation ...
Her soulless body anguishing in the dark
But in her dead eyes she was not of this world
As her tormentors screamed and chastised
Sal de este cuerpo!
The preacher shouted at the top of his lungs
Salte demonio!
While the others around spoke in tongues
Yo te reprendo!
With faith they screamed in the night
Vete de aqui!
In the warm and tropical heat
The room suddenly turned cold
It was a fight against damnation
Their miracle lyrical prayers prayed
A supplication for salvation ...
#faith
#magic
#curse
63 reads
5 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 6:02pm
14th Aug 2019 6:02pm
The fight begins
Ive dance with many devils.
Around the world ive fought my way home
Ive never fought demons on these levels
What more do i need to atone
My queen in tears
My princesses dont understand
I try to calm her we've overcame greater fears
Not the first time they've signed adeath warrant on this man
Do not worry my queen we will pull through
The xrays dont scare me at all
Look at my history you were there we did that to
Life has knocked me down but never will i fall
Just stand with me dear you by my side ill defeat one more...
Around the world ive fought my way home
Ive never fought demons on these levels
What more do i need to atone
My queen in tears
My princesses dont understand
I try to calm her we've overcame greater fears
Not the first time they've signed adeath warrant on this man
Do not worry my queen we will pull through
The xrays dont scare me at all
Look at my history you were there we did that to
Life has knocked me down but never will i fall
Just stand with me dear you by my side ill defeat one more...
#strength
#hope
#courage #faith
#courage #faith
36 reads
4 Comments
inechoingsilence
Poem Published
14th Aug 2019 4:41pm
14th Aug 2019 4:41pm
Life (in six words)
prostrated, praying
begging, beseeching
divine intervention
begging, beseeching
divine intervention
#faith
#spiritual
#philosophical
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
7th Aug 2019 3:40pm
7th Aug 2019 3:40pm
Sun: God Series
Mari sleeps deep inside the mountain,
where tops are melted, spring flowers are new skin -
baked by Ekhi, a smile sliced smooth into the muck
of her face,
where castles can burn -
no smoke emitted.
Worn feet of farmers are scorched and captivated
on the promise of seed season,
rewards are plenty, or futile and risky
yet chances taken
on She,
she who spins, nude and bright,
whole and lonely -
an endless conundrum.
A Queen to loyalty,
ever expanding, her heart is
this fearless...
where tops are melted, spring flowers are new skin -
baked by Ekhi, a smile sliced smooth into the muck
of her face,
where castles can burn -
no smoke emitted.
Worn feet of farmers are scorched and captivated
on the promise of seed season,
rewards are plenty, or futile and risky
yet chances taken
on She,
she who spins, nude and bright,
whole and lonely -
an endless conundrum.
A Queen to loyalty,
ever expanding, her heart is
this fearless...
#sun
#nature
#faith
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3 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 2:42pm
6th Aug 2019 2:42pm
Rivers: God Series
He followed the Naiads downstream,
bastardised by fast flow -
whispers of an uprising,
staked upon the trees -
eels a-plenty dancing deep in the holy pools,
beneath Pandora's box, gushing.
A communion is shared by two met slates on the bed,
cup runneth over.
He, liquid personified, rips the moss from long tossed
rock,
he, white clouds pouring from his ridges, turns upon himself
causing great undercurrents to sink the unbeknown.
Within his icy rage there is a quietness,
when levels are low and...
bastardised by fast flow -
whispers of an uprising,
staked upon the trees -
eels a-plenty dancing deep in the holy pools,
beneath Pandora's box, gushing.
A communion is shared by two met slates on the bed,
cup runneth over.
He, liquid personified, rips the moss from long tossed
rock,
he, white clouds pouring from his ridges, turns upon himself
causing great undercurrents to sink the unbeknown.
Within his icy rage there is a quietness,
when levels are low and...
#earth
#river
#nature #faith
#nature #faith
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2 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 1:59pm
6th Aug 2019 1:59pm
Wild Irish rose
War a man made devise
Depending wich side if tyrant or merciful
Hate a onslaught emotion caused by differences
Something the world cant look pass
If the world knew what i know it could be different
Ive been to many continents
Seen many different creed religions races
No one is left out of the pain
You dont know the burdens of others til you clear your mind set
Lies are a sign of hate they are a way to guile a belief
Some are small some are catastrophic but all damage in the end
We all want to be loved we all want exceptance but...
Depending wich side if tyrant or merciful
Hate a onslaught emotion caused by differences
Something the world cant look pass
If the world knew what i know it could be different
Ive been to many continents
Seen many different creed religions races
No one is left out of the pain
You dont know the burdens of others til you clear your mind set
Lies are a sign of hate they are a way to guile a belief
Some are small some are catastrophic but all damage in the end
We all want to be loved we all want exceptance but...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
5th Aug 2019 8:51pm
5th Aug 2019 8:51pm
WHAT IS IT ?
WHAT IS IT ?
Joy is what you seek in life.
It's imagined you can find
in success or through a job
that can fill your money bag.
Safes and pockets are filled with
what is called some untold wealth.
Glorious terms are poured on you,
but your goal is out of view.
Inner voice is heard aloud,
"There is something more profoud.
You can't touch with hand but feel
it's endowed to make you grand.
"Once you get it, you feel life's
cheerful with no death to spoil.
You love all, creatures and beings. ...
Joy is what you seek in life.
It's imagined you can find
in success or through a job
that can fill your money bag.
Safes and pockets are filled with
what is called some untold wealth.
Glorious terms are poured on you,
but your goal is out of view.
Inner voice is heard aloud,
"There is something more profoud.
You can't touch with hand but feel
it's endowed to make you grand.
"Once you get it, you feel life's
cheerful with no death to spoil.
You love all, creatures and beings. ...
#faith
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destiny0716
Poem Published
5th Aug 2019 10:34am
5th Aug 2019 10:34am
Love After Death 2
Oh death, where is thy sting?
Betrayal, I have seen...
The Lord is truly my light and salvation
Of whom, shall i fear?
With new mournings, arise new mercies
Everlasting
I know my Father loves me
For my enemies have not triumphed over me
The grave seeks my soul
and the minions of hell know my name
She enlarged her mouth in vain
Spoke of her desire to devour all of me
But as I live this, I am a witness
To His saving glory
Testimony of my overcoming
To them He gives a crown of life
and a new name angels can't sang ...
Betrayal, I have seen...
The Lord is truly my light and salvation
Of whom, shall i fear?
With new mournings, arise new mercies
Everlasting
I know my Father loves me
For my enemies have not triumphed over me
The grave seeks my soul
and the minions of hell know my name
She enlarged her mouth in vain
Spoke of her desire to devour all of me
But as I live this, I am a witness
To His saving glory
Testimony of my overcoming
To them He gives a crown of life
and a new name angels can't sang ...
#faith
#rebirth
#redemption
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
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Arthwaworder
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 1:12pm
30th Jul 2019 1:12pm
Funeral dancers
The speaker finished with final words,
"And the Father's anger was satisfied".
And at the drop of the microphone
there was the clapping of the hands
the cheering from the mouths
and all started singing and dancing.
There somewhere amongst the multi-rows of seats
rested my bossom awaiting on the rest of the speech
which was usual act from me with no idea why
since usually all that followed was jesuits fever.
And in my blood and bone kicked discomfort
like a sheep turning to a party to be the festival meat.
I gathered my...
"And the Father's anger was satisfied".
And at the drop of the microphone
there was the clapping of the hands
the cheering from the mouths
and all started singing and dancing.
There somewhere amongst the multi-rows of seats
rested my bossom awaiting on the rest of the speech
which was usual act from me with no idea why
since usually all that followed was jesuits fever.
And in my blood and bone kicked discomfort
like a sheep turning to a party to be the festival meat.
I gathered my...
#faith
#rebirth
#redemption
#sacrifice
#curse
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 12:16pm
30th Jul 2019 12:16pm
People believe what they see
People believe what they want to believe,
If you do not let them truly see.
People need to believe what they truly believe,
Because the real truth would seem like trickery.
If you allow them to judge you, then judge you they will.
They will point the finger at you and you will be left still.
Silent in your real responses.
Afraid of ever taking chances.
They are unable to recite your recital.
It’s not that important, it’s just vital.
Their interpretation of your real-life events,
Will always be different to your...
If you do not let them truly see.
People need to believe what they truly believe,
Because the real truth would seem like trickery.
If you allow them to judge you, then judge you they will.
They will point the finger at you and you will be left still.
Silent in your real responses.
Afraid of ever taking chances.
They are unable to recite your recital.
It’s not that important, it’s just vital.
Their interpretation of your real-life events,
Will always be different to your...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
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