Redemption Poems
#redemption
Redemption poems, poetry about coming to terms with mistakes made in life, and poems on seeking spiritual forgiveness. Here you'll find poems about being saved from sin or evil.
oskar
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
daylight ghost
The daylight ghosts
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
#hope
#redemption
#respect
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
a shipping accident
The shipping accident
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
#kindness
#motivational
#redemption #respect
#redemption #respect
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Lady_Hades333
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 7:38am
15th Mar 2025 7:38am
AntiHero of Hades
your purpose, little spark;
Harness all that you are,
all that I have made you to be.
You will find your fire
and you will bring forth a great ignition.
You will be the Phoenix of my domain.
You will rise from the ashes of the Underworld
and all of Olympus
will fall from the sky,
By your hand.
You are my design.
Harness all that you are,
all that I have made you to be.
You will find your fire
and you will bring forth a great ignition.
You will be the Phoenix of my domain.
You will rise from the ashes of the Underworld
and all of Olympus
will fall from the sky,
By your hand.
You are my design.
#determination
#MyInspiration
#mythology
#redemption
#SelfDiscovery
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
the scent of a sonnet
The scent of the sonnet
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
#hope
#motivational
#redemption
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wallyroo92
Bumped 14th Mar 2025 5:17am
24th Sep 2020 4:22am
24th Sep 2020 4:22am
Alive
Alive
#hope
#dark
#death
#redemption
#hurt
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 6:05am
13th Mar 2025 6:05am
Asking for Forgiveness
In a fit of rage and lust
I sped away without looking in the rearview mirror
I left everything to chance amidst the dust
Until it settled down and I was able to see clearer
I was an angry young man
Not paying attention to the curves on the road
Through red lights flashing skidding and crashing
I went over the edge watching the vessel explode
Then came a physical pain
Something that I thought of as karma or punishment
Making me reflect in the way I had been and behaved
Like some mystical lesson for whatever that ..ish meant ...
I sped away without looking in the rearview mirror
I left everything to chance amidst the dust
Until it settled down and I was able to see clearer
I was an angry young man
Not paying attention to the curves on the road
Through red lights flashing skidding and crashing
I went over the edge watching the vessel explode
Then came a physical pain
Something that I thought of as karma or punishment
Making me reflect in the way I had been and behaved
Like some mystical lesson for whatever that ..ish meant ...
#confessional
#forgiveness
#myself
#redemption
#SelfReflection
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 6:00am
13th Mar 2025 6:00am
My Beautiful Butterfly
From the deepness of my thoughts to the very deepness of my heart, for it's true that you have become that very Beautiful Butterfly. THAT I saw upon at a time, when I notice that a change is about to come into my life. For sure that was a sign, from up above to really change my world around. For the very betterment of amazing things to come to fulfill my dreams. Come true to finally have what I've been looking for all my life as it was you. That beautiful butterfly 🦋 a beautiful butterfly as a disguise, to bring the deepness of my thoughts of love and happiness come alive. AS I've...
#dreams
#happiness
#LifeChangingMoment
#redemption
#TimeHeals
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Hashman
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 11:29am
9th Mar 2025 11:29am
low tide
retreat
not in defeat
pull back
breathe deep
call it a day
don't listen
to what they say
strength is inside you
years go by
minutes so few
retreat
not in defeat
come back tomorrow
stronger than today
not in defeat
pull back
breathe deep
call it a day
don't listen
to what they say
strength is inside you
years go by
minutes so few
retreat
not in defeat
come back tomorrow
stronger than today
#redemption
#strength
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 3:48pm
8th Mar 2025 3:48pm
The Most Loving and Forgiving
I disobey You; my Lord; yet You call me back to grace...
I stray a thousand times; yet You never turn Your face
I sin in the daylight; I sin in the night...
Yet You cover my shame; conceal me from sight
I took from the world; but forgot what You gave...
I walked into darkness; yet still; You forgave
I spoke what was false; I mocked what was true...
Yet Your mercy still flows; like the morning dew
I broke my word; I broke my vow...
Yet You mend my soul; then teach me how
Had it been men; they would cast me aside......
I stray a thousand times; yet You never turn Your face
I sin in the daylight; I sin in the night...
Yet You cover my shame; conceal me from sight
I took from the world; but forgot what You gave...
I walked into darkness; yet still; You forgave
I spoke what was false; I mocked what was true...
Yet Your mercy still flows; like the morning dew
I broke my word; I broke my vow...
Yet You mend my soul; then teach me how
Had it been men; they would cast me aside......
#forgiveness
#God
#gratitude
#prayer
#redemption
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Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
papercut Romeo
I play chords with hands
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
#forgiveness
#love
#redemption #relationships
#redemption #relationships
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NaughtyByNature
Tiffany143
Tiffany143
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 3:40am
4th Mar 2025 3:40am
Just My Imagination
#emotions
#love
#redemption #TimeHeals
#redemption #TimeHeals
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 9:25am
2nd Mar 2025 9:25am
morning poem
Morning poem
This morning, sky and sea had the color shiny grey and I could see forever and saw a man and his son on the deck of big ship, eating prunes because it was good for digesting heavy food. In my childhood, prunes a rare fruit was served at Christmas for the same reason, but only in America could one get hamburgers, as told by seafarers who had seen the bright lights at place called Broadway.
The sky shifted color to everyday grey, it began raining and the morning show was over
This morning, sky and sea had the color shiny grey and I could see forever and saw a man and his son on the deck of big ship, eating prunes because it was good for digesting heavy food. In my childhood, prunes a rare fruit was served at Christmas for the same reason, but only in America could one get hamburgers, as told by seafarers who had seen the bright lights at place called Broadway.
The sky shifted color to everyday grey, it began raining and the morning show was over
#admiration
#redemption
#respect #strength
#respect #strength
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