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.
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TakeFlight
TakeFlight
Poem Published
4th Sep 2019 10:25pm
4th Sep 2019 10:25pm
No One’s Special
If we made it to where we are right now, then we already died. Heaven is across the street from hell, only a short ride. Yeah we’er all neighbors. Remember hello. I’ll be damed and for heaven’s sake. Ah he said! It’s a thin line between heaven and hell. It’s not up or down, look around, its right or left. Bite the apple the juices flow. Kill you brother fuck a whore. The saints live next door. Oh yeah he said! Saints and sinners all know god, but money talks when things get hard. I suck but I don’t swallow, that’s the one you pay tomorrow. I felt this way since I was three, feels good to...
#heaven
#hell
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Dancing_Butterfly
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2019 9:07pm
2nd Sep 2019 9:07pm
Feathery Dreams Butterfly Kisses
It popped up in my memories; a simple calendar day.
I met you 11 years ago, in a most peculiar way.
Our connection was instant, as if we'd met before.
It was so quietly, that you knocked upon my heart's door.
Last week I kept seeing butterflies, flitting just out of my reach. Feathers appeared multiple times, right in front of my feet.
I smiled and thought of you, wishing you were here.
But with each butterfly and feather, you showed me you were near.
Trying to get my attention, you wanted me to know,
you knew the week...
I met you 11 years ago, in a most peculiar way.
Our connection was instant, as if we'd met before.
It was so quietly, that you knocked upon my heart's door.
Last week I kept seeing butterflies, flitting just out of my reach. Feathers appeared multiple times, right in front of my feet.
I smiled and thought of you, wishing you were here.
But with each butterfly and feather, you showed me you were near.
Trying to get my attention, you wanted me to know,
you knew the week...
#love
#hope
#angels #heaven
#angels #heaven
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3 Comments
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2019 12:47pm
2nd Sep 2019 12:47pm
Paradise
Some say we are created from the big boss in heaven
Others say we just exploded from one big piece of rock
Did it only take him one day or nearly seven
Maybe it took monkeys first to open the human lock
Whatever happened, we all have to survive in this harsh place
---
Mankind will pray and animals kill prey
Animals can be cute and mankind can't refute
Holy men can preach and scientist can teach
Scientist want real proof and holy men, kneel under one roof
Whatever happens, we all have...
Others say we just exploded from one big piece of rock
Did it only take him one day or nearly seven
Maybe it took monkeys first to open the human lock
Whatever happened, we all have to survive in this harsh place
---
Mankind will pray and animals kill prey
Animals can be cute and mankind can't refute
Holy men can preach and scientist can teach
Scientist want real proof and holy men, kneel under one roof
Whatever happens, we all have...
#heaven
#hell
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0 Comments
Vamps
Poem Published
27th Aug 2019 2:56pm
27th Aug 2019 2:56pm
Tea & Tobacco
The garden sings
With native song
Grass
Almost too long
For some
Not me
I like to let it grow
The insects' home
A jungle home
Timber, a feather edged
Fence
A barrier, a border
No man shall cross
This imperfect world
Is my own, my home
The cat curled
In the shade
Not awakening ...
With native song
Grass
Almost too long
For some
Not me
I like to let it grow
The insects' home
A jungle home
Timber, a feather edged
Fence
A barrier, a border
No man shall cross
This imperfect world
Is my own, my home
The cat curled
In the shade
Not awakening ...
#summer
#peace
#prose
#heaven
#meditation
85 reads
6 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2019 2:03am
23rd Aug 2019 2:03am
the road to heaven
♪a rhymed, mirrored octet♪
i w i s h i were a l i t t l e bird
that knew the road to heaven
for when the sun is set
and the world lies still
i would t r a v e l
on a star
to my
rest
lest
my cry
strays afar
may the marvel
of my Father’s Will
relieve me of earth’s debt
for when i am f o r g i v e n
i’ll fly home like a l i t t l e bird
© Copyright 2019 August 22
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
i w i s h i were a l i t t l e bird
that knew the road to heaven
for when the sun is set
and the world lies still
i would t r a v e l
on a star
to my
rest
lest
my cry
strays afar
may the marvel
of my Father’s Will
relieve me of earth’s debt
for when i am f o r g i v e n
i’ll fly home like a l i t t l e bird
© Copyright 2019 August 22
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#utopia
#birds
#night #heaven
#night #heaven
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6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Aug 2019 7:04am
21st Aug 2019 7:04am
Breakfast in Africa, Dinner in Cancun
Breakfast in Africa, Dinner in Cancun
Our three-day trip to Nairobi on a flatbed truck takes us across Tanzania into the Serengeti grasslands. The hours pass as I watch people in the fields carry bundles of wheat on their shoulders. I watch the brown-skinned women carry their babies into thatched roof homes, to eat, sleep, and dream. As the day passes into dusk and I watch the dying red embers of the sun.
At the Kenyan border, the customs man boards our truck to look at our papers but our attire is the focus of his attention. “You two look good in those...
Our three-day trip to Nairobi on a flatbed truck takes us across Tanzania into the Serengeti grasslands. The hours pass as I watch people in the fields carry bundles of wheat on their shoulders. I watch the brown-skinned women carry their babies into thatched roof homes, to eat, sleep, and dream. As the day passes into dusk and I watch the dying red embers of the sun.
At the Kenyan border, the customs man boards our truck to look at our papers but our attire is the focus of his attention. “You two look good in those...
#Africa
#beach
#alcohol #heaven
#alcohol #heaven
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2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
1st Aug 2019 10:40pm
1st Aug 2019 10:40pm
Searching Egoic Biblical Pro'portions In Places Where They're most Prone To grow
A dream heard in my junkyard
p'haps y'should talk
later/tomrrow (p'haps),
based on
what's been said
thusfar,
it is self'evident that blindness
has blinded
all who've left (said) eyes to
a multitude that has nothing
to do wit
blindness
buried
in dirty earth, waiting to Wait & See once (and only...
p'haps y'should talk
later/tomrrow (p'haps),
based on
what's been said
thusfar,
it is self'evident that blindness
has blinded
all who've left (said) eyes to
a multitude that has nothing
to do wit
blindness
buried
in dirty earth, waiting to Wait & See once (and only...
#politics
#religion
#food
#heaven
#hell
36 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Jul 2019 5:22am
31st Jul 2019 5:22am
The Isle of the Apple Trees
The Isle of the Apple Trees
It has been twenty years since my true love passed through the crack of forever. She told me she would wait for me among the fruit trees. But she made me promise not to take my own life.
Therefore, I need a way to heaven which keeps my body safe and sound. I pray to the Goddess to ride me on horseback across the sea and into the arms of my beloved where I long to be.
Niamh, woman of the Otherworld, rides me on a magical horse that gallops over water on the golden path made by the sun on the ocean. She brings me to...
It has been twenty years since my true love passed through the crack of forever. She told me she would wait for me among the fruit trees. But she made me promise not to take my own life.
Therefore, I need a way to heaven which keeps my body safe and sound. I pray to the Goddess to ride me on horseback across the sea and into the arms of my beloved where I long to be.
Niamh, woman of the Otherworld, rides me on a magical horse that gallops over water on the golden path made by the sun on the ocean. She brings me to...
#earth
#rebirth
#heaven #mythology
#heaven #mythology
65 reads
4 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 10:13pm
30th Jul 2019 10:13pm
Up
You hit me like a bolt right out of the blue.
Every time I think of you,
And every time I try not to,
Still all I think is, I need you in my view.
You lift me from the Earth to the stars.
You spin my mind around, feelings fly like darts,
Between my left and right hemispheres;
I need to have you near.
I see you when I am hypnotized.
You float with me like butterflies,
And all around I feel you strike;
My heart beats twice, because of your eyes.
The electrodes hit my dreams;
The dream’s in which...
Every time I think of you,
And every time I try not to,
Still all I think is, I need you in my view.
You lift me from the Earth to the stars.
You spin my mind around, feelings fly like darts,
Between my left and right hemispheres;
I need to have you near.
I see you when I am hypnotized.
You float with me like butterflies,
And all around I feel you strike;
My heart beats twice, because of your eyes.
The electrodes hit my dreams;
The dream’s in which...
#love
#romantic
#heaven
#FallingInLove
#crush
143 reads
3 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 5:15am
30th Jul 2019 5:15am
Nero's Number
God, need not, take care of me.
Scarred religion, needs therapy.
And here i am, the answer.
Behold, my name is Heresy.
Behold, the sands of time.
In presence of the present's water.
Which parts will ride the edge like film?Which parts will sink, unaltered?
Behold the beheld.
To hold and be held.
On the site so many fell.
In the cemetary of delusion.
Be told, the dressings of articles.
Betold, atom's origin of particles.
Behold the hem of fields sown.
And salt the growth of illusion .
Scarred religion, needs therapy.
And here i am, the answer.
Behold, my name is Heresy.
Behold, the sands of time.
In presence of the present's water.
Which parts will ride the edge like film?Which parts will sink, unaltered?
Behold the beheld.
To hold and be held.
On the site so many fell.
In the cemetary of delusion.
Be told, the dressings of articles.
Betold, atom's origin of particles.
Behold the hem of fields sown.
And salt the growth of illusion .
#religion
#God
#Christian
#spiritual
#heaven
57 reads
3 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
29th Jul 2019 10:10pm
29th Jul 2019 10:10pm
Imagination
I am never alone
when I am alone
Walking
Always walking
Calmly~ quietly
The air so fresh it cleanses
My lungs, my head, my soul
The deafening sound of silence
Like the tide of an ocean whirling in my ears
An occasional chirp of a bird~ even they know when to sing to me
White washed
Thatched roof cottages
Elegant and Still
*
Humble in graceful
manner
Gardens cultivated by wind create
Wild flowers of
Shasta daisies and cornflowers
Lady’s bedstraw and...
when I am alone
Walking
Always walking
Calmly~ quietly
The air so fresh it cleanses
My lungs, my head, my soul
The deafening sound of silence
Like the tide of an ocean whirling in my ears
An occasional chirp of a bird~ even they know when to sing to me
White washed
Thatched roof cottages
Elegant and Still
*
Humble in graceful
manner
Gardens cultivated by wind create
Wild flowers of
Shasta daisies and cornflowers
Lady’s bedstraw and...
#heaven
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2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
29th Jul 2019 5:40pm
29th Jul 2019 5:40pm
The Boon Is A'comin'
Bright is the (blessed) blight
that came alone when no--one
was listening, as all heard was the washboard grind.
who could be baited into lighting lights for
all them po'n'lonely people(s)
that
bear an uncanny relevance to me and my
propensity for 'failure'.
We need more single use plastics
to support the coming
boom.
Without such lamination, we are starkly lost
among the stars/planets
that cannot yet sate the ...
that came alone when no--one
was listening, as all heard was the washboard grind.
who could be baited into lighting lights for
all them po'n'lonely people(s)
that
bear an uncanny relevance to me and my
propensity for 'failure'.
We need more single use plastics
to support the coming
boom.
Without such lamination, we are starkly lost
among the stars/planets
that cannot yet sate the ...
#money
#heaven
#hell
#morality
#poverty
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