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.
Blackwolf
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:46pm
Yesterday 7:46pm
Turpitude Attitude
Save Brave In Intent Words Not Meant To Hurt
Burnt To Bone Intoned With A Chalice Of Malice
Sipped By Lips Parted Started To Speak Wreak
What Was Wrought With Deep Thought Rapped
With A Tongue Like A Ribbon Gifted Given Riven
Phrases To Tear The Soul Scissor Cut Box Mind
What You Say Playtime Is Over Your Head Dead
Feelings Need Healing So Appealing When Dealing
Cards Of Fate No Meditate On Just Contemplation
Under All Else There Is Satiated Sensation Gyration
Burnt To Bone Intoned With A Chalice Of Malice
Sipped By Lips Parted Started To Speak Wreak
What Was Wrought With Deep Thought Rapped
With A Tongue Like A Ribbon Gifted Given Riven
Phrases To Tear The Soul Scissor Cut Box Mind
What You Say Playtime Is Over Your Head Dead
Feelings Need Healing So Appealing When Dealing
Cards Of Fate No Meditate On Just Contemplation
Under All Else There Is Satiated Sensation Gyration
#motivational
#inspirational
#learning
#redemption
#wisdom
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:39pm
Yesterday 3:39pm
The Altar
I come
dragging the unwilling
behind me
To the place of solemn,
stony
faces
They think I bring a
sacrifice
as ones have done before me
Yet this one is no sacrifice
his place what one would envy
I bring him
for your mercy
dragging the unwilling
behind me
To the place of solemn,
stony
faces
They think I bring a
sacrifice
as ones have done before me
Yet this one is no sacrifice
his place what one would envy
I bring him
for your mercy
#redemption
#son
#sacrifice
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 4:15am
15th Nov 2019 4:15am
Masonic Bliss Or What Is This ?
Submit ?
Never , Not Ever Yet I Shall Post What I Writ ,
Upon The Open Spit Fire Of Existence's Pyre ,
Not In Desire Still Yet Deep In Determination
Holding One's Own As Knowing One's Station
One's Infatuation With A Cause Without Pause
Giving One Awe In One's Love's Chosen Relation
And This We Call , Through The All Vast Inspiration
That Which Is Polished , Yet That Which The Raw Is
And That Acknowledged Is The Grand Architect's Kiss
Never , Not Ever Yet I Shall Post What I Writ ,
Upon The Open Spit Fire Of Existence's Pyre ,
Not In Desire Still Yet Deep In Determination
Holding One's Own As Knowing One's Station
One's Infatuation With A Cause Without Pause
Giving One Awe In One's Love's Chosen Relation
And This We Call , Through The All Vast Inspiration
That Which Is Polished , Yet That Which The Raw Is
And That Acknowledged Is The Grand Architect's Kiss
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment
#MyInspiration
#redemption
#healing
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4 Comments
Lunalady123
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 3:19pm
14th Nov 2019 3:19pm
Strength
Strength.
A foreign concept,
Known not to most.
Shackled and chained,
Worn from your ghost.
The tears that you cry,
Collect in a pool behind.
To be pulled and pulled,
Till all sorrows aligned.
You bend,
You fall.
Give up,
You wish to end it all.
Then you look back,
And you see.
The strength you gained,
You're stronger now,
And the world agrees.
Your world is changing,
You're caught in between.
You cant figure out what's next,
You keep your head up,
But you're...
A foreign concept,
Known not to most.
Shackled and chained,
Worn from your ghost.
The tears that you cry,
Collect in a pool behind.
To be pulled and pulled,
Till all sorrows aligned.
You bend,
You fall.
Give up,
You wish to end it all.
Then you look back,
And you see.
The strength you gained,
You're stronger now,
And the world agrees.
Your world is changing,
You're caught in between.
You cant figure out what's next,
You keep your head up,
But you're...
#motivational
#inspirational
#redemption
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cabcool
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 6:21pm
11th Nov 2019 6:21pm
my Father's world
This is my Father’s world:
Oh, let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
—Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901
my father’s father’s world
before the earth was bled
his last remains hid in the cold
where corpus dreams are splayed
dread was my father’s world
where first his father paid
the sacrifice in human blood
whose weight stood on his head
what now my fallen world
how oft my tears have prayed
that swords and bullets at me hurled
might not my faith...
Oh, let me ne’er forget
That though the wrong seems oft so strong,
God is the ruler yet.
—Maltbie D. Babcock, 1901
my father’s father’s world
before the earth was bled
his last remains hid in the cold
where corpus dreams are splayed
dread was my father’s world
where first his father paid
the sacrifice in human blood
whose weight stood on his head
what now my fallen world
how oft my tears have prayed
that swords and bullets at me hurled
might not my faith...
#earth
#God
#redemption
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Kingvirky
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 2:41pm
10th Nov 2019 2:41pm
Unscripted 1
I know men;
Crazy ,Boastful,
Proud men...
I know some other men;
Moral, upright,
Good men.
I know Wise
and foolish men.
All colours and horrors...
But I know a MAN.
A GOD-MAN,
Unlike any other...
Died in shame
Ressurected in glory
God became man
To make men
like GOD-
G-O-D-L-Y MEN.
I know men,
and I know MEN-
GODLY MEN!
Crazy ,Boastful,
Proud men...
I know some other men;
Moral, upright,
Good men.
I know Wise
and foolish men.
All colours and horrors...
But I know a MAN.
A GOD-MAN,
Unlike any other...
Died in shame
Ressurected in glory
God became man
To make men
like GOD-
G-O-D-L-Y MEN.
I know men,
and I know MEN-
GODLY MEN!
#God
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
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2 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 5:16am
8th Nov 2019 5:16am
Polarity Is The Key To Me
Black And Orange Orange And Black
Crone Of My Domain Don't Look Back
Death And Transformation No Lack
Cut Your Life Line Or Cut You Slack
Ultimate Release Or Terror Attack
Beautiful Reflection Or Mirror Cracked
Crone Of My Domain Don't Look Back
Death And Transformation No Lack
Cut Your Life Line Or Cut You Slack
Ultimate Release Or Terror Attack
Beautiful Reflection Or Mirror Cracked
#strength
#motivational
#inspirational #redemption
#inspirational #redemption
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Graceful
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 8:23pm
6th Nov 2019 8:23pm
I Want To Grow
Thirsty and hungry
Looking for where
The next meal
Comes from
To fill this heart
Malnourished
With nothing to feed on
Praying for rain
To water the ground
Of my heart
My seed to grow
Bread be made
To fill this hungry
Heart of mine
I want to grow it cry's out
I want to grow it daily yearns
I want to grow is its song
I want to grow an unending quest
Looking for where
The next meal
Comes from
To fill this heart
Malnourished
With nothing to feed on
Praying for rain
To water the ground
Of my heart
My seed to grow
Bread be made
To fill this hungry
Heart of mine
I want to grow it cry's out
I want to grow it daily yearns
I want to grow is its song
I want to grow an unending quest
#strength
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#redemption
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Fiftysevenhours
.Quercus.
.Quercus.
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 7:42am
5th Nov 2019 7:42am
Shedding thought
What is this world to me?
What am I to this world?
What is life when so finite?
I wish to hold my girls and laugh
I want to be wrapped in dark waves
Lost within that tidal sea
I need to find the highest cliff
Scream amongst the strongest winds
Let a voice ride upon its current
I need to run through forests
Feel the earth beneath my feet
I always find a breath of life
Amongst the cold flowing waters
Amidst the mountains run
I always find the truest reflection
In the least of minds adultery
Why am I cursed by...
What am I to this world?
What is life when so finite?
I wish to hold my girls and laugh
I want to be wrapped in dark waves
Lost within that tidal sea
I need to find the highest cliff
Scream amongst the strongest winds
Let a voice ride upon its current
I need to run through forests
Feel the earth beneath my feet
I always find a breath of life
Amongst the cold flowing waters
Amidst the mountains run
I always find the truest reflection
In the least of minds adultery
Why am I cursed by...
#redemption
75 reads
6 Comments
liana_j_wood
Liana Wood
Liana Wood
Poem Published
5th Nov 2019 00:19am
5th Nov 2019 00:19am
I Feel Ok
Today I feel okay
I forgot how that felt like anymore
But today
The sun shines just for me
I can breathe again
It feels nice to feel okay
Let me know what you guys think in the comments! :)
I forgot how that felt like anymore
But today
The sun shines just for me
I can breathe again
It feels nice to feel okay
Let me know what you guys think in the comments! :)
#happiness
#love
#courage
#inspirational
#redemption
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 6:51pm
1st Nov 2019 6:51pm
The Journey Of The Quest On
Complete Me , Repeat Me , Just Don't Delete Me
Don't Forget To Meet Me When You Feel Free
Life Has Those Moments And Those Mysteries
Those Times Of Life's Crimes As Dark Histories
Those Rises And Falls And Silence And Recalls
And The Protocols Of Personal Mind Overhauls
The Dance Of Chance In Crashing Emotion's Walls
Enhance The Expanse Take A Stance And Reinstall !
Don't Forget To Meet Me When You Feel Free
Life Has Those Moments And Those Mysteries
Those Times Of Life's Crimes As Dark Histories
Those Rises And Falls And Silence And Recalls
And The Protocols Of Personal Mind Overhauls
The Dance Of Chance In Crashing Emotion's Walls
Enhance The Expanse Take A Stance And Reinstall !
#motivational
#inspirational
#redemption #respect
#redemption #respect
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TonyO
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 6:11pm
1st Nov 2019 6:11pm
Thinking of Slippers
No one can see me behind my door,
Fairy lights, bloated, idle and more.
Hidden for years my own soured smiles,
Steadfast, unmoving,....have I got piles?
My own hand has trapped me here,
Alone, a friend I have made of fear.
Glory, freshness and sparkle have passed,
I am not for saving, again.....at last.
Fairy lights, bloated, idle and more.
Hidden for years my own soured smiles,
Steadfast, unmoving,....have I got piles?
My own hand has trapped me here,
Alone, a friend I have made of fear.
Glory, freshness and sparkle have passed,
I am not for saving, again.....at last.
#bipolar
#fate
#memories
#insomnia
#redemption
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