Poems About Faith by Top Critiquers
#faith
Unspoken
There are those times
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
#love
#silence
#faith
#lover
#sensual
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Fireflies of the Mind
"Hope is the last thing ever lost" - Italian proverb
Hope.
And what if it is lost.
Call to it to come back.
It will come even in the face
of terminal blackness.
Walk into the ravaging dark.
Fall apart so that you may find,
Those long lost moments that made you shine.
The fireflies of the mind.
That flashing glow somehow soothes
things gone out of control.
Save one in a jar in your soul.
Hope.
The magic light that ignites internal growth.
Hope.
And what if it is lost.
Call to it to come back.
It will come even in the face
of terminal blackness.
Walk into the ravaging dark.
Fall apart so that you may find,
Those long lost moments that made you shine.
The fireflies of the mind.
That flashing glow somehow soothes
things gone out of control.
Save one in a jar in your soul.
Hope.
The magic light that ignites internal growth.
#hope
#dark
#faith
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RHYMING EASTER GREETING
Happy Easter, one and all!
Join in the "He is risen!" call.
Out of the tomb He's standing tall;
The grave could be no prison wall.
The stone-roll angel did appal
The guarding soldiers. One and all
Did in a dead faint simply fall.
They lay loose as a crumbled wall.*
The babe laid in the manger stall
Is now the risen Lord of All.
We may shun or follow His call;
"You who follow shall not fall."
* "...the angel of the Lord came down from heaven, and going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His...
Join in the "He is risen!" call.
Out of the tomb He's standing tall;
The grave could be no prison wall.
The stone-roll angel did appal
The guarding soldiers. One and all
Did in a dead faint simply fall.
They lay loose as a crumbled wall.*
The babe laid in the manger stall
Is now the risen Lord of All.
We may shun or follow His call;
"You who follow shall not fall."
* "...the angel of the Lord came down from heaven, and going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His...
#Easter
#religion
#Christian
#faith
#rhyming
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lasting impressions
you can
gather me
up in
your angel
like wings,
hide me,
tuck me
safely
next to
your breast,
i am
happy,
contented
here,
no dream
could
be better.
gather me
up in
your angel
like wings,
hide me,
tuck me
safely
next to
your breast,
i am
happy,
contented
here,
no dream
could
be better.
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual #redemption
#spiritual #redemption
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hope
tiny flowers bloom within
babies breath and breathe deeply
light dapples through the shade
sunlit beauty, captivating the shadows
I walk through my sacred gardens
a woman of hope lest I fade
emerging in honesty
surrounded by faith
poppies and sleep
a slumber so great
falling through time
awaken to find I am different
wandering in the skies searching
a taste of sanctuary on the winds
serenading the dawning of my beliefs
sunshine in my smile
I lie down in the cool shallows
in the depths...
babies breath and breathe deeply
light dapples through the shade
sunlit beauty, captivating the shadows
I walk through my sacred gardens
a woman of hope lest I fade
emerging in honesty
surrounded by faith
poppies and sleep
a slumber so great
falling through time
awaken to find I am different
wandering in the skies searching
a taste of sanctuary on the winds
serenading the dawning of my beliefs
sunshine in my smile
I lie down in the cool shallows
in the depths...
#love
#beauty
#faith #metaphor
#faith #metaphor
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The Reigns Of Sun (Nostradamus-Purple Candle)
Is it true what they say
I bow to the elements of the earth, as I kneel to pray
Goodness always finishes last
Even a rainbow after the rain is known to diminish after the overcast
The insignia of the sky a gift from the Creator to you
The oath of its arched purpose rooted in the colors of its truth
A beautiful world, entanglement of wars, corruption, accepted by manmade political views
Can I take off my shoes and run through the flowers
Knowing each stem I see, each...
I bow to the elements of the earth, as I kneel to pray
Goodness always finishes last
Even a rainbow after the rain is known to diminish after the overcast
The insignia of the sky a gift from the Creator to you
The oath of its arched purpose rooted in the colors of its truth
A beautiful world, entanglement of wars, corruption, accepted by manmade political views
Can I take off my shoes and run through the flowers
Knowing each stem I see, each...
#sun
#moon
#fire
#faith
#spiritual
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Tomorrow's Coming Tide
She struggled with her faith
Felt as if she’d be condemned to an eternity of hell
Simply because she felt free and loved
Battling the conscience
Of years of teachings and preaching and indoctrination
Her mother didn’t want to say..
As if unable to accept her daughter for being this way
It’s not who she was or what she was taught
Then again,
Who are we really on the inside when trying to find ourselves?
Still she struggled with her belief
Wondering if mother or grandmother would still love her
While the rest of...
Felt as if she’d be condemned to an eternity of hell
Simply because she felt free and loved
Battling the conscience
Of years of teachings and preaching and indoctrination
Her mother didn’t want to say..
As if unable to accept her daughter for being this way
It’s not who she was or what she was taught
Then again,
Who are we really on the inside when trying to find ourselves?
Still she struggled with her belief
Wondering if mother or grandmother would still love her
While the rest of...
#love
#family
#faith #acceptance
#faith #acceptance
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First Kiss
Kiss..
an exclamation sign
that comes
at any level of a quiet life..
which helps
to make life graph exciting
that strangely engulfs
the parted souls .
an exclamation sign
that comes
at any level of a quiet life..
which helps
to make life graph exciting
that strangely engulfs
the parted souls .
#love
#faith
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Utopian Nothingness
we leave this dimension to enter another I was discussing with another poet
about this...how we don't alter who we are from one plane to the next
some people believe they will all of a sudden be perfect I don't believe that's the case
rather into the fray of another world we enter.…” - Crimsin
“it's interesting you should bring that up just lately I'd been thinking along those lines basically that the same people we are in life will continue later... I don't believe we will all of a sudden be great people later living in some type of utopia... it makes no sense......
about this...how we don't alter who we are from one plane to the next
some people believe they will all of a sudden be perfect I don't believe that's the case
rather into the fray of another world we enter.…” - Crimsin
“it's interesting you should bring that up just lately I'd been thinking along those lines basically that the same people we are in life will continue later... I don't believe we will all of a sudden be great people later living in some type of utopia... it makes no sense......
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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Weeding The Fools
Just me and my muse, at play in a field
of wishful thinking, so I sow my own seeds
and reap the sweetness of my family.
You don't know me, a well-worn pen,
assuming me wrong, in blind eyesight.
But that's the way I am wary, not a fool.
Sarcastically, my feet touch the ground
skipping my own rope. Listening to nature
with my mind awake. Knowing the echoes
are only memories of my soul's awakening
with nature. Not braying the horn of a dethroned
jackass. I snap my own black eyes peas.
of wishful thinking, so I sow my own seeds
and reap the sweetness of my family.
You don't know me, a well-worn pen,
assuming me wrong, in blind eyesight.
But that's the way I am wary, not a fool.
Sarcastically, my feet touch the ground
skipping my own rope. Listening to nature
with my mind awake. Knowing the echoes
are only memories of my soul's awakening
with nature. Not braying the horn of a dethroned
jackass. I snap my own black eyes peas.
#happiness
#family
#nature
#faith
#responsibility
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Of Nature's Worth In Words
Nature,and Earth and poetry, from nature into words, give your words
pigmental hues and translate them into living beings.
Glory to the tree, splendor of the mountain....
Energy of the wind and of the sea
Solid is the rock on the mountain's top
Fluent, the waters when they stream like poetry....
carrying all the human cares, sins and pains ashore...
Nature is worth the words shed on her land
full of warmth that breaths humanity and spirituality
Patience rhymes with obedience, with kindness....
Lore...
pigmental hues and translate them into living beings.
Glory to the tree, splendor of the mountain....
Energy of the wind and of the sea
Solid is the rock on the mountain's top
Fluent, the waters when they stream like poetry....
carrying all the human cares, sins and pains ashore...
Nature is worth the words shed on her land
full of warmth that breaths humanity and spirituality
Patience rhymes with obedience, with kindness....
Lore...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
#philosophical
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The Struggle is Real Sometimes, Brother
Or so it's what I choose to believe,
clearing all those hurdles of contrast
nonchalantly blocking our way.
Go around! Rise above! Dig under!
some would say; in all honesty. . .
I've ignorantly advised the same.
But, there are times mountain heights
are too much for fledgling wings—
not to mention bordering ravines,
their eager throats swallowing missteps;
and, don't discount the solid-rock base
bending the sharpest shovel's blade.
No, not all advice is sound nor sage;
'maybe...
clearing all those hurdles of contrast
nonchalantly blocking our way.
Go around! Rise above! Dig under!
some would say; in all honesty. . .
I've ignorantly advised the same.
But, there are times mountain heights
are too much for fledgling wings—
not to mention bordering ravines,
their eager throats swallowing missteps;
and, don't discount the solid-rock base
bending the sharpest shovel's blade.
No, not all advice is sound nor sage;
'maybe...
#universe
#faith
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Poems About Faith by Top Critiquers