Poems About Faith Seeking Honest Critique
#faith
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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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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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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brenda
tribute to a resilient spirit
“For in Him we live, and move, and have our being…”―Acts 17:28
nor have i writ, nor angels sung,
if i write not for brenda
these few words, which are but fair dung
to Jesus, her Defender.
***
because she knows each breath swears not
the promise of another,
she tends each tittle and each jot
as though she were earth's mother,
relying not on circumstance
or fleeting bursts of passion,
but on secure reconnaissance
that Christ has fixed her ration,
...
“For in Him we live, and move, and have our being…”―Acts 17:28
nor have i writ, nor angels sung,
if i write not for brenda
these few words, which are but fair dung
to Jesus, her Defender.
***
because she knows each breath swears not
the promise of another,
she tends each tittle and each jot
as though she were earth's mother,
relying not on circumstance
or fleeting bursts of passion,
but on secure reconnaissance
that Christ has fixed her ration,
...
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#faith
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I didn't listen.
As worms crawl on me ever so slow. I practice the sins I'm denying to know. Cringing under heaven I hear of my fate. Burning hot fire I feel it too late. Remembering the believers who had something to tell. Salvation through Jesus will save me from hell.
#faith
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IT IS THE HERE AND NOW
🍵...🙏 Yeah it is in the here and now, that coming of A NEW YEAR HAS BECOME, THE NEW YOU. 🦋 leaving behind the olde you. FOR as you sit back and reflect, on your spiritual journeys and travels and walks. What would you do differently than you did before? What would you change in the here and now, as you look forward never looking back, upon some mistakes within situations of some regrets. That came with hurt and pain 💔 and the mere sadness. That it brings back to your spirit. The very deepness of your inner. THOUGHTS and the silent of your...
#angels
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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Mountain's Silence And Mystery
I cut across the pine forest of the small village, thru' a narrow pathtway
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
#religion
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#morality
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STAR
You are a star. Now do what stars do and shine bright.
Written by: Keith Edward Baucum
Written by: Keith Edward Baucum
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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Faithless
Some people think
if they die
they will never be alive.
Some people think
if they live
they have more to give.
Some people think
if they lie
others wont testify
Some people think
if they frown
others will put them down
Some people think
if they try
failure will coincide
Some people think
if there's a way
motivation dissipates
Some people think
if God exists
they are safe, regardless
Some people think
if Satan is real
even gods can be concealed.
if they die
they will never be alive.
Some people think
if they live
they have more to give.
Some people think
if they lie
others wont testify
Some people think
if they frown
others will put them down
Some people think
if they try
failure will coincide
Some people think
if there's a way
motivation dissipates
Some people think
if God exists
they are safe, regardless
Some people think
if Satan is real
even gods can be concealed.
#faith
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Now to Hear, and Now to Haunt
My God is not always your God,
or even my God.
I float in the liminal spaces between
a faith and unbelief.
And if I may dwell in the house of the Lord
and watch the games across His moors
the questions will not cease,
nor would He wish them to, I think.
or even my God.
I float in the liminal spaces between
a faith and unbelief.
And if I may dwell in the house of the Lord
and watch the games across His moors
the questions will not cease,
nor would He wish them to, I think.
#religion
#God
#faith #spiritual
#faith #spiritual
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Innocence Lost
little known faith
it is a wonder
I still hold tight to my beliefs
I believe in you
that you will rectify what man has done
and all the fallen angels will be called to answer
every last one
for every mortal sin perpetrated against us
Father I don't understand
why, what was set into motion continues?
it is a somber moment in time
I value your company more than ever
we are at the cusp
geonicide, crimes against humanity
you collect the keys of the innocent...slaughtered
your blood...
it is a wonder
I still hold tight to my beliefs
I believe in you
that you will rectify what man has done
and all the fallen angels will be called to answer
every last one
for every mortal sin perpetrated against us
Father I don't understand
why, what was set into motion continues?
it is a somber moment in time
I value your company more than ever
we are at the cusp
geonicide, crimes against humanity
you collect the keys of the innocent...slaughtered
your blood...
#war
#faith
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