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.
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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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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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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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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Just My Imagination

#emotions
#love
#redemption #TimeHeals
#redemption #TimeHeals
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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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the future as irony
The Future as Irony
If we try to look ahead, say ten years when ex-president Trump sits in a cell in Arizona sent by Elon Musk, who rules the world and has an army of all-seeing AI officials, people will wonder why Trump lived that long, living on burgers and Pepsi Cola, concluding it is a long-life diet they too must live by to become very old.
They don’t know that Elon Musk, the Titan planted a chip in Trump’s brain to keep him alive showing us he has no hard feelings against the man, who got him sacked in 2025 from a job he had taken delight in because there had been many...
If we try to look ahead, say ten years when ex-president Trump sits in a cell in Arizona sent by Elon Musk, who rules the world and has an army of all-seeing AI officials, people will wonder why Trump lived that long, living on burgers and Pepsi Cola, concluding it is a long-life diet they too must live by to become very old.
They don’t know that Elon Musk, the Titan planted a chip in Trump’s brain to keep him alive showing us he has no hard feelings against the man, who got him sacked in 2025 from a job he had taken delight in because there had been many...
#inspirational
#motivational
#redemption #TimeHeals
#redemption #TimeHeals
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the storm I created
she broke into this world
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
#addiction
#daughter
#fatherhood
#PersonalGrowth
#redemption
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Her
I remember when we met as kids.
And we still believed in incredible things.
Her smile,her laughter.
I could just drink it in.
And when it subsides,her laughter.
A beautiful smile bringing me in.
I remember when we became teens.
And we were no longer kids.
We started going on dates.
To movies,playing games.
We were just enjoying our lives.
As we let out content sighs.
But years later,a virus had spread.
And her emotions,all I could read was fear.
And maybe holding back a tear.
...
And we still believed in incredible things.
Her smile,her laughter.
I could just drink it in.
And when it subsides,her laughter.
A beautiful smile bringing me in.
I remember when we became teens.
And we were no longer kids.
We started going on dates.
To movies,playing games.
We were just enjoying our lives.
As we let out content sighs.
But years later,a virus had spread.
And her emotions,all I could read was fear.
And maybe holding back a tear.
...
#apocalypse
#hope
#ImSorry
#love
#redemption
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Bed Of Daffodils
Skilled hands digging the hole deep
Planting seeds to restfully sleep
Waiting for the glorious day
When inspiration takes heartache away
Sowing seeds since the beginning
Mistake after mistake is my ending
Haunted daily by memory's refraction
Paying consequences for my actions
Nourished by the rain and light
Hiding the past, my dark of night
Secrets buried way down below
Waiting for something beautiful to grow
Within this grave I plant my treasure
Beauty grows from desperate measures ...
Planting seeds to restfully sleep
Waiting for the glorious day
When inspiration takes heartache away
Sowing seeds since the beginning
Mistake after mistake is my ending
Haunted daily by memory's refraction
Paying consequences for my actions
Nourished by the rain and light
Hiding the past, my dark of night
Secrets buried way down below
Waiting for something beautiful to grow
Within this grave I plant my treasure
Beauty grows from desperate measures ...
#forgiveness
#hope
#redemption
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Best Wishes
I truly wish
Of a beautiful bliss
Where you fly free
As well as all others
No accountability
We fly
Into the light
We got nothing
No worry,
NO STRIFE!
I’m here
Your fucking life
Here I am
Goddamn.
NO STRIFE!
let me fly
into the night
with no worry
with no strife
NO STRIFE!
i am
i am
holding on
(to) your nothingness
your nothingness
your void
your void
your strife
your STRIFE!
Of a beautiful bliss
Where you fly free
As well as all others
No accountability
We fly
Into the light
We got nothing
No worry,
NO STRIFE!
I’m here
Your fucking life
Here I am
Goddamn.
NO STRIFE!
let me fly
into the night
with no worry
with no strife
NO STRIFE!
i am
i am
holding on
(to) your nothingness
your nothingness
your void
your void
your strife
your STRIFE!
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
#redemption
#strength
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Aetherborn
I’m just a little child,
Here for only a few years,
Yet it feels like lifetimes of duality,
Bullied and broken by the one who is a gift.
I’m just human.
Sometimes I wear masks
To blend with the stars,
But my energy is too violent.
I guess I'll collapse into a black hole.
I’m not human.
To be human is to be among humans,
But my mind struggles to cope with them,
The ones who dragged my soul through torment,
Stripping me bare and leaving me cold,
A shadow by the roadside, unseen.
No one stops to offer a jacket, ...
Here for only a few years,
Yet it feels like lifetimes of duality,
Bullied and broken by the one who is a gift.
I’m just human.
Sometimes I wear masks
To blend with the stars,
But my energy is too violent.
I guess I'll collapse into a black hole.
I’m not human.
To be human is to be among humans,
But my mind struggles to cope with them,
The ones who dragged my soul through torment,
Stripping me bare and leaving me cold,
A shadow by the roadside, unseen.
No one stops to offer a jacket, ...
#redemption
#strength
#TimeHeals
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