Long Poems About Faith
#faith
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Mar 2025 7:32pm
27th Mar 2025 7:32pm
Let Thy Will Be Done
I am tired of going to that daunting low vibrational dimension, Archangel Michael, my Earthly incarnate Spiritual King
Those creatures down there do not understand the spiritual laws of life, death, rebirth, they thrive off the existence of money bags, vanity, and the wearing of gold chains, encasing their neck to keep the mind incarcerated with material wealth in the name of bling bling
Why should I continue to waste my time on souls who are just not listening
Do not know the portal by the tides, and why the stars in the sky are still...
Those creatures down there do not understand the spiritual laws of life, death, rebirth, they thrive off the existence of money bags, vanity, and the wearing of gold chains, encasing their neck to keep the mind incarcerated with material wealth in the name of bling bling
Why should I continue to waste my time on souls who are just not listening
Do not know the portal by the tides, and why the stars in the sky are still...
#angels
#faith
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
24th Mar 2025 7:40pm
24th Mar 2025 7:40pm
I deserve it all
Twice the peace; twice the grace... Sound mind; steady pace
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
#faith
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Ewayne
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 6:43pm
25th Feb 2025 6:43pm
She Rose in Power
I swear I died one day.
Not in a grave, not in the flesh,
But something in me left.
Like my spirit packed its bags and said,
"I can't live here no more."
Three years before the world shut down,
I was already a ghost in my own life,
Trapped in a body that ain’t feel like mine.
Seventeen years deep with love that outgrew me.
Since 11th grade, I called it home—
But home ain’t supposed to suffocate you.
One morning, I woke up,
And the love that held me together?
It felt like chains.
So I let it go. Had to.
And...
Not in a grave, not in the flesh,
But something in me left.
Like my spirit packed its bags and said,
"I can't live here no more."
Three years before the world shut down,
I was already a ghost in my own life,
Trapped in a body that ain’t feel like mine.
Seventeen years deep with love that outgrew me.
Since 11th grade, I called it home—
But home ain’t supposed to suffocate you.
One morning, I woke up,
And the love that held me together?
It felt like chains.
So I let it go. Had to.
And...
#courage
#faith
#inspirational
#spiritual
#strength
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 7:21am
12th Feb 2025 7:21am
CRY UPON HIS SHOULDERS
The elders say that we can't stop talking to GOD ALMIGHTY, no matter what we have to face in our lives,
when we have trouble waters in our lives that makes us feel as thought there is no way out of the storms. But yet somehow has changed the very course of our own lives. For sure we must continue to believe in our faith and beliefs, by leaving behind the sorrow of our hurt and pain. YET remaining focus on the task at hand, for sure we must never get caught up within, the storms of our feelings of emotions. Which makes us lose our focus draining, us of our strength and courage and...
when we have trouble waters in our lives that makes us feel as thought there is no way out of the storms. But yet somehow has changed the very course of our own lives. For sure we must continue to believe in our faith and beliefs, by leaving behind the sorrow of our hurt and pain. YET remaining focus on the task at hand, for sure we must never get caught up within, the storms of our feelings of emotions. Which makes us lose our focus draining, us of our strength and courage and...
#faith
#philosophical
#prayer
#redemption
#TruthOfLife
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Ambjr
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 00:43am
11th Feb 2025 00:43am
letter to the universe’s absentee father
dear god
this is the closest I’ve come to prayer since the bottles stopped bringin me to my knees. I don’t believe in you…and you don’t believe in me. but sometimes I find myself callin out to that abandoned throne. my cries echoin back at me in the emptiness of your absence. I tried to believe but they lost me when they said we are made in your image. seems bit backwards. you are made in our image. twisted. broken. selfish. cruel.
we are lot alike. you and i. how else do you explain floods and rainbows. plagues and manna. the violent jealousies. the need to be...
this is the closest I’ve come to prayer since the bottles stopped bringin me to my knees. I don’t believe in you…and you don’t believe in me. but sometimes I find myself callin out to that abandoned throne. my cries echoin back at me in the emptiness of your absence. I tried to believe but they lost me when they said we are made in your image. seems bit backwards. you are made in our image. twisted. broken. selfish. cruel.
we are lot alike. you and i. how else do you explain floods and rainbows. plagues and manna. the violent jealousies. the need to be...
#addiction
#anger
#bipolar
#faith
#God
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OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:13am
21st Jan 2025 1:13am
Even Fire Is In Jest
From the depths of shadow,
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
#faith
#lies
#sacrifice
#silence
#suffering
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 3:35pm
19th Jan 2025 3:35pm
Indelible Lines
Oh, how much i long
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#rebirth
#spiritual
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6 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
16th Dec 2024 11:47am
Scenery Of The Pastoral Mind
Overlooking the tiny town that lies below
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
Pine trees, eucalyptus and green willow
Between whiles, darts a swift swallow
Skimming the quiet waters, and shallow
******
Overlooking the oak forest that lies beyond
Fog and mist sleeping beneath since eons
A green dark, mystical and pastoral haven
Wolf and shepherd, each one a gain is gotten
****** ...
#emotions
#faith
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
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Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Rest Softly, Lori
In the rain of your eyes,
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed...
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 2:06pm
28th Nov 2024 2:06pm
Lantern and Flame
From pulpits built on brittle lies,
their words crumble like ash,
filling the skies with emptiness.
The sacred chains that once held the meek
shatter beneath the roar of voices.
A fire smolders in mortal hearts,
its embers feeding where fear once ruled.
No idols rise, no gods remain;
the soul ascends,
carving its truth from the void.
Earth takes back its kin,
unashamed of desire, unafraid of sin.
A lantern sways in the darkness,
its flame trembling,
revealing what prophets hid.
No pearled...
their words crumble like ash,
filling the skies with emptiness.
The sacred chains that once held the meek
shatter beneath the roar of voices.
A fire smolders in mortal hearts,
its embers feeding where fear once ruled.
No idols rise, no gods remain;
the soul ascends,
carving its truth from the void.
Earth takes back its kin,
unashamed of desire, unafraid of sin.
A lantern sways in the darkness,
its flame trembling,
revealing what prophets hid.
No pearled...
#confessional
#faith
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Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 3:40pm
24th Oct 2024 3:40pm
In The Spirit Of Autumn
Ah, quiet autumn ! you stole from spring its breeze, its flat vibration, the feelings of ease,
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
and the warm souvenirs.A happy twitter larks joyfully over the hill, scents of the fall,
moments heavenly still, o'er the tip of a flowing quill.Your music waltz like a lullaby
with every leaf, gives a warm fusion with the foliage scattered, on and beside the empty streets.
Time breaks free again, its name never defines a season's reign, as the mist is fairly mild, softly thick, while, to the fine soul and the whole spirit, its the mystical truth of the human and his...
#faith
#hope
#morality
#motivational
#philosophical
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2 Comments
King_Seraphiel
Joshua Jamal
Joshua Jamal
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 10:43pm
1st Oct 2024 10:43pm
Sons of God
I am to trust the woman that is suppose to hold my spine
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
While being questioned and put under review as if I'm the one who committed a crime
My mind is flooded with words from questions and slander/ interrupted rest while in continuous servitude while held in contempt for just a misinterpreted gander/ being rebuked and reminded of a standard/ continually interjected and silenced/ only having a nod of consent and my hand to hand her/ this land was at 1st governed by man/ for man was and is the splitting image of God/ It was only when man was deceived by woman when man was introduced...
#faith
#morality
#spiritual
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