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.
oldmanG
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 3:21am
18th Nov 2024 3:21am
Poison Tree
Poison Tree
So within the poison tree
I see the rotten part of me
No fruit to bare no soul to see
Just another mystery not solved
I lie awake at night
Afraid of what awaits me
The sinner and the sin now meet
no leaves to fall just a cold wind
As my soul descends into darkness
Gaze at what frightens the masses
But it doesn’t frighten my mind
So with roots with no soil I toil
My body is racing with a tired mind
But my body is withering on the vine
Who knows when it’s...
So within the poison tree
I see the rotten part of me
No fruit to bare no soul to see
Just another mystery not solved
I lie awake at night
Afraid of what awaits me
The sinner and the sin now meet
no leaves to fall just a cold wind
As my soul descends into darkness
Gaze at what frightens the masses
But it doesn’t frighten my mind
So with roots with no soil I toil
My body is racing with a tired mind
But my body is withering on the vine
Who knows when it’s...
#dark
#death
#redemption
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oldmanG
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 3:14am
18th Nov 2024 3:14am
Ron (The Hero)
Ron (The Hero)
Ron Nessman is not
Les Nessman (or less than human)
Sittin on a bench waiting for sis
To get the car sparkly and shiny
Just put down his best impression
Trying to get a job at Applebees
Not really paying attention
Sittin and waiting for her
See out of the corner of his eye a
Stroller strolling to the boulevard
There’s no phone booth
What are they anyway
His costume says save the child
Spring into saving the lad
By the curb grab the handle ...
Ron Nessman is not
Les Nessman (or less than human)
Sittin on a bench waiting for sis
To get the car sparkly and shiny
Just put down his best impression
Trying to get a job at Applebees
Not really paying attention
Sittin and waiting for her
See out of the corner of his eye a
Stroller strolling to the boulevard
There’s no phone booth
What are they anyway
His costume says save the child
Spring into saving the lad
By the curb grab the handle ...
#admiration
#gratitude
#heroic
#inspirational
#redemption
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Tenderloin
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 1:00pm
17th Nov 2024 1:00pm
Look To The Skies For A Chance
I can hear you pant
across the skies
hidden in your room
taking refuge
in the body
to lighten the mind
There is wisdom to be found
in that place
and yet we act in haste
the suspicions of ego
ruining a perfectly good thing
I am not immune
from destroying myself
by challenging the natural flow
of tears that are rivers
some laced with pain
and some filled with laughter
Maybe it isn't a curse to be this sensitive
feeling the extremes
the height of love
and the withdrawal
for...
across the skies
hidden in your room
taking refuge
in the body
to lighten the mind
There is wisdom to be found
in that place
and yet we act in haste
the suspicions of ego
ruining a perfectly good thing
I am not immune
from destroying myself
by challenging the natural flow
of tears that are rivers
some laced with pain
and some filled with laughter
Maybe it isn't a curse to be this sensitive
feeling the extremes
the height of love
and the withdrawal
for...
#learning
#redemption
#SelfReflection #spiritual
#SelfReflection #spiritual
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Naajir
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 10:13am
16th Nov 2024 10:13am
Sankofa's Sojourn
Eye am the Host for Akashic Memoirs
and Ancient Blood Covenants...
a Visitor from 'Parsecs' away
the Sum total of my Poetry...and then some
stalked by my Shadow's Work
humbled by the Ashes of the Phoenix Renaissance
a Reconnaissance of sorts
3rd Dimension Wize...a Stringed Theory
strung out on latter day Vices Fetishes and Fears
straight jacketed into this Iron Maiden of a Human Bod
at odds with God's instructions
did not remain Adamant...Eye suckled the Apple
at the Eve of my destruction
Knowing the...
and Ancient Blood Covenants...
a Visitor from 'Parsecs' away
the Sum total of my Poetry...and then some
stalked by my Shadow's Work
humbled by the Ashes of the Phoenix Renaissance
a Reconnaissance of sorts
3rd Dimension Wize...a Stringed Theory
strung out on latter day Vices Fetishes and Fears
straight jacketed into this Iron Maiden of a Human Bod
at odds with God's instructions
did not remain Adamant...Eye suckled the Apple
at the Eve of my destruction
Knowing the...
#God
#redemption
#spiritual
#travel
#LifeCycle
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 10:01pm
15th Nov 2024 10:01pm
Tears of Life
All my life, I have been treated like a psychopath. An irredeemable person who deserved nothing good.
And I wonder why...I still have these tears of life. Why it seems I still care.
My teacher at 16 told me how much I didn't care about my father when he died.
I had nothing left of myself.
Then, when I fell hard for a boy, it was after that I realized I could feel all along.
And I did. I did have a heart.
And I wonder why...I still have these tears of life. Why it seems I still care.
My teacher at 16 told me how much I didn't care about my father when he died.
I had nothing left of myself.
Then, when I fell hard for a boy, it was after that I realized I could feel all along.
And I did. I did have a heart.
#love
#redemption
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
15th Nov 2024 1:19pm
15th Nov 2024 1:19pm
The Feast of Decay
Foolishness and Error walk hand in hand,
Their chains bind tight both soul and flesh,
As Man, enthralled by shadows grand,
Nourishes guilt, though bound afresh.
Sin stands defiant, repentance meek,
While trembling vows the spirit drain.
In tears, Man finds the peace they seek,
Yet falls to murk and mire again.
Enthroned above, the Devil grins,
Craftsman of craft, he works unseen;
He shapes our will like molten glass,
And hones our lead to keep it mean.
The Devil's strings direct the dance,
With foul delights...
Their chains bind tight both soul and flesh,
As Man, enthralled by shadows grand,
Nourishes guilt, though bound afresh.
Sin stands defiant, repentance meek,
While trembling vows the spirit drain.
In tears, Man finds the peace they seek,
Yet falls to murk and mire again.
Enthroned above, the Devil grins,
Craftsman of craft, he works unseen;
He shapes our will like molten glass,
And hones our lead to keep it mean.
The Devil's strings direct the dance,
With foul delights...
#corruption
#devil
#forgiveness
#morality
#redemption
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 1:06am
12th Nov 2024 1:06am
The Alcoholic
Drunk on swollen pride,
ego sips lies, one by one
glass half-full of self.
ego sips lies, one by one
glass half-full of self.
#boredom
#happiness
#inspirational
#redemption
#sadness
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:44pm
11th Nov 2024 9:44pm
WHAT DOES IT MEAN
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️. For what does it mean when you finally find that one, who has changed your life around for the betterment of life. 🙏 AS a blessing from above the skies to be here upon this Earth. 🌎 THAT someone chooses you to be that one. For sure what does it mean, to be able to share your thoughts and insight and spiritual soul, with subconsciousness of your own connection to be as one love. For sure what does it mean, when you finally met your better half of the emptiness, of the very space behind the close door of so long ago...
#kindness
#love
#redemption
#respect
#strength
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oskar
Poem Published
11th Nov 2024 9:16am
11th Nov 2024 9:16am
bullying
The bullying
In 1945, yes, I know it is; a long time ago
in fact, 80 years ago, a war had ended
and many children went to school without
breakfast that consisted of scones
with brown goat cheese and a small bottle
of milk, there was no restriction on how
many scones we could eat
a family didn't want their children eating
at the school, as they proudly pointed out
they could feed their own brood
the children were bullied because
their family was different from us
The whole working-class neighborhood
had gone...
In 1945, yes, I know it is; a long time ago
in fact, 80 years ago, a war had ended
and many children went to school without
breakfast that consisted of scones
with brown goat cheese and a small bottle
of milk, there was no restriction on how
many scones we could eat
a family didn't want their children eating
at the school, as they proudly pointed out
they could feed their own brood
the children were bullied because
their family was different from us
The whole working-class neighborhood
had gone...
#forgiveness
#love
#motivational #redemption
#motivational #redemption
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 8:26pm
10th Nov 2024 8:26pm
I'M STILL HERE
I'm still here 😔 upon another day in my life, with the closeness of God 🙏 in my mind and heart. ❤️ I'm still here going through the, process of the storms, that I had to face head on in my own life. 😔 YET I'm still here standing strong and resilient, to what might happen to me when my time comes. YET I'm still here not afraid of the truth about the darkness. THAT follows behind the mask of clouds of the very state of the depths of my future. Yet I'm still here with my own perseverance, and raw and uncut determination. Even with the ups and downs that I...
#courage
#hope
#love
#redemption
#strength
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oskar
Poem Published
8th Nov 2024 5:51pm
8th Nov 2024 5:51pm
the lizard of misery
The Lizard of Misery
He had traveled long distances before going back
to when child
Stopped at what had been his parent's house
someone else lived in their flat perhaps, a child sleeps
in his bed and dream his dreams.
He was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of loss
but his childhood
had been tough, a sleeping bag as a bed
He had, as an adult, constructed his own childhood
one he came to believe and told other people over
and over again
The lizard, on his back, was set free to glue itself
in someone else's misery
He had traveled long distances before going back
to when child
Stopped at what had been his parent's house
someone else lived in their flat perhaps, a child sleeps
in his bed and dream his dreams.
He was overwhelmed by a sudden sense of loss
but his childhood
had been tough, a sleeping bag as a bed
He had, as an adult, constructed his own childhood
one he came to believe and told other people over
and over again
The lizard, on his back, was set free to glue itself
in someone else's misery
#gratitude
#hope
#redemption
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oldmanG
Poem Published
6th Nov 2024 3:30am
6th Nov 2024 3:30am
Simply Buddha
Simply Buddha
Simplicity in Buddha
Eleven headed Kannon
Heads look all around
Enchanting supplicants
With deep concern
Crafting for posterity
Tells me where to go
About 200 years old
Carved by Unke
Aspire to enlightenment
Reflecting on my sins
Simplicity in Buddha
Eleven headed Kannon
Heads look all around
Enchanting supplicants
With deep concern
Crafting for posterity
Tells me where to go
About 200 years old
Carved by Unke
Aspire to enlightenment
Reflecting on my sins
#karma
#redemption
#spiritual
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