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.
Josh
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 12:32pm
13th Sep 2019 12:32pm
The Kingdom of Hip
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Once upon a time there was a very special kingdom. And like many kingdoms it was ruled by an over-bearing king and an over-arching theory, neither of which anyone dared question - if you wanted to see your next birthday, that is. The theory, or “paradigm” as clever-clogs call it, that ruled this kingdom had become “culturally embedded”. All that means is, if you ever wanted to actually change the structure of the society that grew up around it, it would be very difficult.
And the particular theory that ruled this...
Once upon a time there was a very special kingdom. And like many kingdoms it was ruled by an over-bearing king and an over-arching theory, neither of which anyone dared question - if you wanted to see your next birthday, that is. The theory, or “paradigm” as clever-clogs call it, that ruled this kingdom had become “culturally embedded”. All that means is, if you ever wanted to actually change the structure of the society that grew up around it, it would be very difficult.
And the particular theory that ruled this...
#politics
#ShortStory
#redemption
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 3:54pm
8th Sep 2019 3:54pm
Infinity
If ever I was an immortal
I’d seek your faces beauty
I’d comb eternity’s secret portal
For traces of you elude me
I’d spill to the wind
Of the east and the west
Amidst the north and south rescind
The maneuvers of my quest
I’d frolic the air
Of your loved ones
Caressing silhouetted hair
Spun in a silky laced aeon
I’d inherit the musk
Of your cinders
Intoxicating but robust
Proliferating on shards of splinters
I’d quench the fountains
Of your youth
As low as the abyss
And as...
I’d seek your faces beauty
I’d comb eternity’s secret portal
For traces of you elude me
I’d spill to the wind
Of the east and the west
Amidst the north and south rescind
The maneuvers of my quest
I’d frolic the air
Of your loved ones
Caressing silhouetted hair
Spun in a silky laced aeon
I’d inherit the musk
Of your cinders
Intoxicating but robust
Proliferating on shards of splinters
I’d quench the fountains
Of your youth
As low as the abyss
And as...
#love
#inspirational
#gratitude #redemption
#gratitude #redemption
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 00:33am
8th Sep 2019 00:33am
madrigals and naked butterflies.
thoughts of naked butterflies
sleeping on Monet's
water lilies
the doorknobs of
life broken
straight bourbon
turned gay
rag doll cats stretch,
scratch and sip
drops of
sun
the faded yellow tile floor
smiles, looks around,
and turns its head
like a curious
dog
the back yard stares up
towards the clouds
in the far west
and hears a
madrigal
in the
sky
and the stillness and quiet of
this day lingers softly in
the air with the scent ...
sleeping on Monet's
water lilies
the doorknobs of
life broken
straight bourbon
turned gay
rag doll cats stretch,
scratch and sip
drops of
sun
the faded yellow tile floor
smiles, looks around,
and turns its head
like a curious
dog
the back yard stares up
towards the clouds
in the far west
and hears a
madrigal
in the
sky
and the stillness and quiet of
this day lingers softly in
the air with the scent ...
#redemption
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12 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
6th Sep 2019 5:28am
6th Sep 2019 5:28am
But What If What The King Said Made Sense?
When they hung the
Bastard swede to
Death I actually
Felt bad, flashbacks
Revealed his whole
Life was a burka
Of sadness, and
With his last
Twitch and the
Evacuating of his
Bowels and piss
Down his
Trousers, I had
To look away
He was actually
A positive guy who
Just got shit on by
Circumstance his
Whole life, but he
Was also a murdering
Son of a bitch
So in the end, he
Needed to be
Hung
Pretending you’re
Something you’re ...
Bastard swede to
Death I actually
Felt bad, flashbacks
Revealed his whole
Life was a burka
Of sadness, and
With his last
Twitch and the
Evacuating of his
Bowels and piss
Down his
Trousers, I had
To look away
He was actually
A positive guy who
Just got shit on by
Circumstance his
Whole life, but he
Was also a murdering
Son of a bitch
So in the end, he
Needed to be
Hung
Pretending you’re
Something you’re ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#murder
#death
#redemption
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Addi82
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2019 6:49pm
2nd Sep 2019 6:49pm
My lovely Darkness
My lovely darkness
Tis the witching hours,
dark and full of gloom.
They call to me,
like the full moon.
Devils dancing in the penumbrae,
a feeling of comfort that pleads me to stay.
Night is the only time i am free
to let my demons out,
show the real me
Come dance round the fire.
Come as u are
no need for fancy attire.
Let the dark consume,
lifting your spirit,
lifting your broom.
Speaking in rhyme.
Calling out for help,
bending and stopping time.
Chanting our way into obscurity. ...
Tis the witching hours,
dark and full of gloom.
They call to me,
like the full moon.
Devils dancing in the penumbrae,
a feeling of comfort that pleads me to stay.
Night is the only time i am free
to let my demons out,
show the real me
Come dance round the fire.
Come as u are
no need for fancy attire.
Let the dark consume,
lifting your spirit,
lifting your broom.
Speaking in rhyme.
Calling out for help,
bending and stopping time.
Chanting our way into obscurity. ...
#spiritual
#pagan
#redemption #magic
#redemption #magic
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highlyfunctional
Poem Published
1st Sep 2019 8:09pm
1st Sep 2019 8:09pm
Whiskey Redemption
I can see the bottom
both glass and bottle
offering the same yield
despite what the scholars
call experiential learning
we hold out, you and I
for the redemption
found in equal parts
take and take
whiskey kisses
desperate, feral embraces
don’t go—get the fuck out
let me lick the toxins
from your neck and
bury my shame
in the illusion of your love
when night falls
and good people sleep
your knock at my door
is my only salvation
your desire, my forgiveness
wet from the...
both glass and bottle
offering the same yield
despite what the scholars
call experiential learning
we hold out, you and I
for the redemption
found in equal parts
take and take
whiskey kisses
desperate, feral embraces
don’t go—get the fuck out
let me lick the toxins
from your neck and
bury my shame
in the illusion of your love
when night falls
and good people sleep
your knock at my door
is my only salvation
your desire, my forgiveness
wet from the...
#alcohol
#redemption
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24 Comments
Her_sunshine
Poem Published
30th Aug 2019 5:32am
30th Aug 2019 5:32am
The Blue Rose
I am the empty bean shell
I am the cucumber that got too cold
I am the tomato that didn't get enough water
My garden is excellent in the spring
My garden is mediocre in the summer
My garden is forgotten by fall
Our pantry is full
Our cupboards are overloaded
The family is fed
The family is tired
I wish i knew what I was doing
We knew what was coming
We knew our fate
I didn't
I am the cucumber that got too cold
I am the tomato that didn't get enough water
My garden is excellent in the spring
My garden is mediocre in the summer
My garden is forgotten by fall
Our pantry is full
Our cupboards are overloaded
The family is fed
The family is tired
I wish i knew what I was doing
We knew what was coming
We knew our fate
I didn't
#redemption
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Tenderloin
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 1:19am
29th Aug 2019 1:19am
The Art of Peace
In the wonder
I feel the charge
of renewal
wiped clean
from weighty illusions
no longer occupied
by the murky indecisions
or defined by the stumbles
that lead us to
this transformative embrace
- our naked skin
rejecting the toxins
in our primed patience
our present sensation
harmonious.
I feel the charge
of renewal
wiped clean
from weighty illusions
no longer occupied
by the murky indecisions
or defined by the stumbles
that lead us to
this transformative embrace
- our naked skin
rejecting the toxins
in our primed patience
our present sensation
harmonious.
#love
#redemption
#healing
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Layla
Poem Published
27th Aug 2019 5:32pm
27th Aug 2019 5:32pm
Some Days Are Longer Than Most Years
She Ransacked through the rubble
strewn, rusted, rancid in its glory
To weave remorse with autumn
leaves on her braille skin, but
The Rattan threads snaked, stalking
frayed memories grazing at her feet
To the fading light of a Rebel sun
restitutionary in its golden tears.
Hues of Redemption cascaded from
her cheeks to a familiar Rhapsody
A song, more ancient than time
Ripened on disfigured vines
Dripping Rivulets of fermented wine
on the Rosary chaining her wrists.
Waiting,...
strewn, rusted, rancid in its glory
To weave remorse with autumn
leaves on her braille skin, but
The Rattan threads snaked, stalking
frayed memories grazing at her feet
To the fading light of a Rebel sun
restitutionary in its golden tears.
Hues of Redemption cascaded from
her cheeks to a familiar Rhapsody
A song, more ancient than time
Ripened on disfigured vines
Dripping Rivulets of fermented wine
on the Rosary chaining her wrists.
Waiting,...
#regret
#LifeStruggles
#redemption
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16 Comments
fieryangelsouljia
MorriganFey
MorriganFey
Poem Published
25th Aug 2019 6:34pm
25th Aug 2019 6:34pm
Tame
I am the dark,
wild thing
in your grasp
you said you wanted
power
I gave you that grace
You sought control
and I let you
slip the collar
around
my
throat
And where a hundred men
have failed to learn
me
You knew me
the moment
you beheld
my scars
wild thing
in your grasp
you said you wanted
power
I gave you that grace
You sought control
and I let you
slip the collar
around
my
throat
And where a hundred men
have failed to learn
me
You knew me
the moment
you beheld
my scars
#erotic
#BDSM
#redemption #passion
#redemption #passion
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
25th Aug 2019 2:50pm
25th Aug 2019 2:50pm
Wit All Due Respect To Ram Dass (Dr. Richard Alpert)
Did you see
me
anywhere
today? I'm stuck in some damn Here and Now.
Can't see behind. Can't see ahead.
Here and Now. Such an inglorious position
for any such human, wouldn't you say?
I know you don't want to be here. We wouldnt want to
miss yoga class over something
so fckn silly.
Lost in the Here and Now ! Damn.
( What paradoxymoronic cunundrum !)
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...
me
anywhere
today? I'm stuck in some damn Here and Now.
Can't see behind. Can't see ahead.
Here and Now. Such an inglorious position
for any such human, wouldn't you say?
I know you don't want to be here. We wouldnt want to
miss yoga class over something
so fckn silly.
Lost in the Here and Now ! Damn.
( What paradoxymoronic cunundrum !)
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ...
#alcohol
#drugs
#heroin
#redemption
#admiration
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5 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2019 11:27am
23rd Aug 2019 11:27am
Correct Me If I'm Right
blessed are the peacemakers
we make war to get us there
I got lost in the fight
honor for the cause of our dreams
in love with our freedom
bondages of the new censorship
instigators of the same violence
you write your own struggle
and pretend to solve it
shut me up
till your words are all you hear
legislators of silence
to accommodate
do not disturb the false peace
disarm the republic
to forward the progress of moral decay
what you call love is the governance of impulse
what you call hate is your distaste for...
we make war to get us there
I got lost in the fight
honor for the cause of our dreams
in love with our freedom
bondages of the new censorship
instigators of the same violence
you write your own struggle
and pretend to solve it
shut me up
till your words are all you hear
legislators of silence
to accommodate
do not disturb the false peace
disarm the republic
to forward the progress of moral decay
what you call love is the governance of impulse
what you call hate is your distaste for...
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#redemption
#philosophical
#morality
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