Long Poems About Heaven
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Long poems about heaven. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
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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I don't know....
whether said plain despite bore or cringe- whether said with some poetic crafty spin- how much would it matter- when guts spill like confessions to a "priest"- though without seeking "forgiveness" for quote on quote sin- though instead understanding
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
being of this species some-one labeled as "human"- it's been made a thing to have contempt- and to condemn- anyone that sits in a space one doesn't fit in-a space that feels superficial and pretentious- like inside of some building to praise an ideate-some human easily could have...
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
#freedom
#heaven
#philosophical
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Sunrise, Sunset
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
For You are with me
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu...
I will fear no evil
For You are with me
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu...
#heaven
#spiritual
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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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Ass-U- RE.... Upon The Stars
Within the cathedral of remembrance my dewy Creole skin you softly titillate
My passion, my desires, will be the rewards to thwart a downwards fate
I embrace as I whisper within the melodies to entice, allure the virility of muscular spines
Within the pages of my existence, once sought, caught, ruin, mischief, delusion folly, rash action, suffering eludes the destiny of my time
Darkness I blanket the weakness of thy mind
I am the light, the dark, I am the good, I am the bad, a Queen kissed by Father Time, the...
My passion, my desires, will be the rewards to thwart a downwards fate
I embrace as I whisper within the melodies to entice, allure the virility of muscular spines
Within the pages of my existence, once sought, caught, ruin, mischief, delusion folly, rash action, suffering eludes the destiny of my time
Darkness I blanket the weakness of thy mind
I am the light, the dark, I am the good, I am the bad, a Queen kissed by Father Time, the...
#earth
#heaven
#philosophical
#water
#wisdom
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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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Wade In The Water (Shapeshifter-Divine Angel)
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
For thy are with me
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to...
I will fear no evil
For thy are with me
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me
Lead me always to the light as my breath at times may become shallow
Bless over my mind when my words are too weak to manifest upon my delayed swallow
Receive me, thy Lord, as the cord of my life returns to the cocoon of my existence
My astral traveling, a star dust in the stratosphere interwoven of many placentas
I have been reborn, may Deja vu moments allow me to...
#angels
#heaven
#rebirth
#spiritual
#water
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Valentine Day Massacre
St Valentine’s Day Massacre
Better hope you’re somewhere else but here
40 feet wide if you’re inside you’re dead in an instant
But saints and devils are in our everyday it comes to
Who you choose whose side you’re on can’t sit on a fence
If you do you give up your soul your inner being
You’ll rot in hell in a jail cell if you’re lucky but luck looks away
So you’ll die the same way you paid for slice your carotid artery
Or a bullet in the back of the head dick and balls in your throat
...
Better hope you’re somewhere else but here
40 feet wide if you’re inside you’re dead in an instant
But saints and devils are in our everyday it comes to
Who you choose whose side you’re on can’t sit on a fence
If you do you give up your soul your inner being
You’ll rot in hell in a jail cell if you’re lucky but luck looks away
So you’ll die the same way you paid for slice your carotid artery
Or a bullet in the back of the head dick and balls in your throat
...
#devil
#earth
#God #heaven
#God #heaven
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The Twelve Tribes Of Israel (Judah-Book I)
To the temple of the Sun that radiates upon humanity of the world
Tell us why humans allow violence from the hearts instead of love from mortal minds to unfurl
Do you not see, can you not comprehend the codes given from the skies
The enigma to longevity is not found in a Holy Book used to place a hand upon and then confess out the mouth concealed lies
A burning cross in the name of salvation yet, unto a race of people hatred in the demise
The trees you inhale of its natural oxygen as you breathe without question without whys
Strange...
Tell us why humans allow violence from the hearts instead of love from mortal minds to unfurl
Do you not see, can you not comprehend the codes given from the skies
The enigma to longevity is not found in a Holy Book used to place a hand upon and then confess out the mouth concealed lies
A burning cross in the name of salvation yet, unto a race of people hatred in the demise
The trees you inhale of its natural oxygen as you breathe without question without whys
Strange...
#angels
#God
#heaven
#rebirth
#spiritual
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Mmm... I AM5… He IS68
I am his he is mine
I am the glass he pours into, I am his vintage wine
Before I tell you, I must mention
I am his universal Queen, his divine mission
When his heart feels misplaced, his presence is off centered, a gravitational loss
His bed covers from a lack of missing my energy in the heat of the night tossed
I am his wishing well, his energy tosses into, my love he needs, felt through my smooth Aquarian saturation flow
Baptizing his temple from head to toe
I cannot count the times
When that esoteric of my Hebrew divine
He...
I am the glass he pours into, I am his vintage wine
Before I tell you, I must mention
I am his universal Queen, his divine mission
When his heart feels misplaced, his presence is off centered, a gravitational loss
His bed covers from a lack of missing my energy in the heat of the night tossed
I am his wishing well, his energy tosses into, my love he needs, felt through my smooth Aquarian saturation flow
Baptizing his temple from head to toe
I cannot count the times
When that esoteric of my Hebrew divine
He...
#angels
#heaven
#lover
#moon
#sun
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Let Thy Will Be Done
I am tired of going to that daunting dimension Archangel Michael, my earthly incarnate 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 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 times, and why the stars in the sky are still glistening
No, my handsome Heavenly Angel I...
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 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 times, and why the stars in the sky are still glistening
No, my handsome Heavenly Angel I...
#angels
#heaven
#humankind
#love
#spiritual
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