Heaven Poems
#heaven
Poems about heaven, the religious or cosmological place where gods, angels, spirits and saints are said to originate from, and be enthroned. Heaven poems about the place where many believe they and their ancestors will live in eternal afterlife. Poems about heaven includes depictions from many different religions and spiritual traditions.
Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
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In The Spirit Of Honoring A Hebrew King
This was one powerful King and found to be in God’s favor, bequeathed upon the accession of his throne by his father King David, most historians have failed to properly manifest the importance of this Darken Hue Hebrew King who ruled Israel with an iron fist and was spiritually noted to be fair and less grievous in his principles.
I wanted to take the time to pay homage to one of my blessed Kings from the pages in the Bible and for all his extraordinary gifts that has somehow seeped into the fabric of our life.
Allow me in words to take you...
I wanted to take the time to pay homage to one of my blessed Kings from the pages in the Bible and for all his extraordinary gifts that has somehow seeped into the fabric of our life.
Allow me in words to take you...
#heaven
#moon
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Crystal Winter Sky
The day moves so slowly
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
#heaven
#nature
#rhyming
#spiritual
#winter
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After Death
(Verse 1)
The light extinguished, a final, hollow breath,
Cold steel embrace, the chilling kiss of death.
No silver lining, no pearly gates above,
Just endless blackness, devoid of any love.
They told you stories, of heaven's golden shore,
But lies are whispers, and truth will always roar.
(Pre-Chorus)
The body's rotting, beneath the frozen ground,
But something stirs, a horrifying sound.
A twisted echo, of every wicked deed,
A harvest sown, from every planted seed.
(Chorus -
Death! It's not the ending, it's the...
The light extinguished, a final, hollow breath,
Cold steel embrace, the chilling kiss of death.
No silver lining, no pearly gates above,
Just endless blackness, devoid of any love.
They told you stories, of heaven's golden shore,
But lies are whispers, and truth will always roar.
(Pre-Chorus)
The body's rotting, beneath the frozen ground,
But something stirs, a horrifying sound.
A twisted echo, of every wicked deed,
A harvest sown, from every planted seed.
(Chorus -
Death! It's not the ending, it's the...
#dark
#death
#heaven
#hell
#religion
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Sublimation of Higher Choirs
I am Master
I take from sinners’ lips
From tongues defiled
From voices drowned in woe
I stand ‘fore Mine Maker
In light too dread to bear
Yet still, I gaze
And in that gaze
I forgive thee all
Thy sins—willing, unwilled
Buried deep or sung aloud
Branded ‘pon thy withered soul
Lo, I purge, I stain, I sanctify
A blade, a fire, a whisper cold
Flesh and spirit, dust and breath
Bound in sorrow, torn by time
Kneel
For I am holy
Kneel
For I am immortal
I take from sinners’ lips
From tongues defiled
From voices drowned in woe
I stand ‘fore Mine Maker
In light too dread to bear
Yet still, I gaze
And in that gaze
I forgive thee all
Thy sins—willing, unwilled
Buried deep or sung aloud
Branded ‘pon thy withered soul
Lo, I purge, I stain, I sanctify
A blade, a fire, a whisper cold
Flesh and spirit, dust and breath
Bound in sorrow, torn by time
Kneel
For I am holy
Kneel
For I am immortal
#heaven
#religion
#spiritual
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Across the Land
For even on the highway to hell,
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
#angels
#dark
#despair
#heaven
#hell
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It’s Okay
We all die and it’s okay
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
#death
#heaven
#rebirth
#redemption
#spiritual
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Welcome to Hell ...
Welcome, dear soul, to the fiery embrace,
Where pleasure and sin find their rightful place.
Forget what you’ve heard, the lies they’ve spread
Hell’s not torment; it’s where life’s truly led.
Lust and desire aren’t vices to shame,
They’re art forms perfected in passion’s flame.
A dance of bodies, a feast of the flesh,
In Hell, these pleasures are always fresh.
Heaven may promise a cloud and a harp,
But its paradise is tepid, stale, and sharp.
No touch, no taste, no thrill of the chase
Just hymns on repeat in a sterile space. ...
Where pleasure and sin find their rightful place.
Forget what you’ve heard, the lies they’ve spread
Hell’s not torment; it’s where life’s truly led.
Lust and desire aren’t vices to shame,
They’re art forms perfected in passion’s flame.
A dance of bodies, a feast of the flesh,
In Hell, these pleasures are always fresh.
Heaven may promise a cloud and a harp,
But its paradise is tepid, stale, and sharp.
No touch, no taste, no thrill of the chase
Just hymns on repeat in a sterile space. ...
#devil
#funny
#heaven
#hell
#religion
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Oh, You Devil
So, Archangel Gabriel daddy, sent his little Hebrew Angel to warn the Big Bad Wolf of impending danger
I am the reversal of fortune in the books that civilization documents a curly head Hebrew infant was born on Christmas in a manger
Look at the planets when the alignment and the misguided orbit ordained by your Heavenly Father, my nemesis
The Romans with false astrological deceitful tricks, given rites to a pagan rebirth of a new beginning in Winter Solstice
I am here on my own accord, and it was hard to find this accessible...
I am the reversal of fortune in the books that civilization documents a curly head Hebrew infant was born on Christmas in a manger
Look at the planets when the alignment and the misguided orbit ordained by your Heavenly Father, my nemesis
The Romans with false astrological deceitful tricks, given rites to a pagan rebirth of a new beginning in Winter Solstice
I am here on my own accord, and it was hard to find this accessible...
#heaven
#hell
#angels
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A Choir of Lies
In the halls of guilt, where coins
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
sing like crickets in the dark,
their psalms rise, a lattice of smoke
curling from a dying flame.
fear not the sins of others,
rather the sins of their own,
more than the sins of devil,
It's the sins of the Father after all.
The altar gleams, not with divinity,
but with the cold sheen of rivers
choked by gold. Their voices echo,
hollow gourds beaten by the wind,
each note a shard of glass
pressed against the throat of belief.
Abaddon watches like a stormcloud ...
#Christian
#God
#heaven #religion
#heaven #religion
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Hug to Heaven
Can you hug someone to heaven
I don’t know but I’l try like I’m hugging myself
In the oven of present day it’s hot it’s baking
Want to take someone hug em to heaven
A I..I don’t why we would do this again in
Present times why repeat past practices
Hug simple times especially when I’m not
listening to you even though I should just
Stop myself when you start dreaming of me
I’m someone that’ll hug you to heaven
I’m dreaming even when I’m sleeping you
You sleep to me I lust for you
I’m...
I don’t know but I’l try like I’m hugging myself
In the oven of present day it’s hot it’s baking
Want to take someone hug em to heaven
A I..I don’t why we would do this again in
Present times why repeat past practices
Hug simple times especially when I’m not
listening to you even though I should just
Stop myself when you start dreaming of me
I’m someone that’ll hug you to heaven
I’m dreaming even when I’m sleeping you
You sleep to me I lust for you
I’m...
#dreams
#heaven
#love #lust
#love #lust
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Evil Is My Name
Evil is the mind of the saints, resurrected.
666 is my name; untainted.
Alone at the top, but acquainted,
With all the suffering souls,
The evil of the bottomless pit.
Know me and know my name.
I am here for the fame.
Follow me to the promised land.
Marry me to your reign.
Our power will be seen on a world stage.
Come together
Let's multiply.
666 is my name; untainted.
Alone at the top, but acquainted,
With all the suffering souls,
The evil of the bottomless pit.
Know me and know my name.
I am here for the fame.
Follow me to the promised land.
Marry me to your reign.
Our power will be seen on a world stage.
Come together
Let's multiply.
#God
#heaven
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
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