Poems About Heaven Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about heaven seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
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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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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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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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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Here Goes
A big secret
have I
and, I can't
live with it
any longer.
Here goes...
Well
Everyday,
I witness
a miracle
and, I mean
Every...single...day
Every night
after the hornbill shuts
I fall asleep
as if to die.
Then,
I delve deep...
Sometimes deeper
into an alien world.
Every morning
just after
thanksgiving,
When birds offer
their sacrifices
with melodious chirps
I wake.
Here goes...
Well
How is it?
That...
have I
and, I can't
live with it
any longer.
Here goes...
Well
Everyday,
I witness
a miracle
and, I mean
Every...single...day
Every night
after the hornbill shuts
I fall asleep
as if to die.
Then,
I delve deep...
Sometimes deeper
into an alien world.
Every morning
just after
thanksgiving,
When birds offer
their sacrifices
with melodious chirps
I wake.
Here goes...
Well
How is it?
That...
#heaven
#hell
#utopia
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The Choirs of Heaven
From the highest reaches, where light burns eternal,
the Seraphim stand,
six wings aflame with God’s unending glory.
Their voices tremble the cosmos:
“Holy, holy, holy,” they cry,
infusing creation with love that cannot fade.
They are the breath of Heaven,
the fire that cleanses,
the pulse of divine perfection.
Beneath the blaze stand, the Cherubim on guard,
knowledge cradled within their countless faces,
wisdom pouring from these angels eyes like rivers.
Once they barred the gates of Eden,
their swords aflame to shield a...
the Seraphim stand,
six wings aflame with God’s unending glory.
Their voices tremble the cosmos:
“Holy, holy, holy,” they cry,
infusing creation with love that cannot fade.
They are the breath of Heaven,
the fire that cleanses,
the pulse of divine perfection.
Beneath the blaze stand, the Cherubim on guard,
knowledge cradled within their countless faces,
wisdom pouring from these angels eyes like rivers.
Once they barred the gates of Eden,
their swords aflame to shield a...
#angels
#heaven
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O Fiery Heart of a Poet
The fiery heart of the poet shines through ages, His furnace forged quietly and unseen in the dark, Finally his heart is inscribed with a name only heaven can read and angels know,
He is haunted by the "One" who walks in fire and lives in the shadows away from light,
He journeys through paths unknown, hidden and strange finding nourishment for his soul while enlightenment finds the mind.
He hears the voices of innocence singing in the distance, laughing like children in Eden's call, yet the shadows that follow him still fall,
for our innocence is...
He is haunted by the "One" who walks in fire and lives in the shadows away from light,
He journeys through paths unknown, hidden and strange finding nourishment for his soul while enlightenment finds the mind.
He hears the voices of innocence singing in the distance, laughing like children in Eden's call, yet the shadows that follow him still fall,
for our innocence is...
#admiration
#angels
#heaven
#hell
#inspirational
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DU Poetry : Poems About Heaven Seeking Honest Critique