Religious Poems and Poems about Religion
#religion
Here you'll find poems offering a range of different views on religion, from both believers and non-believers. This includes religions from around the world and poetry on topics including spirituality, the church, God and the afterlife.
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:54pm
Yesterday 1:54pm
Earthly Fellowship
He embraces a lover, not only because of lust,
but because he's learning that human
flesh—every part has always been divine.
As he enters her, efficiency is not the goal.
Speed, success, procreation—
these are distractions from the trust in her breaths.
Is this not prayer, this joining of two as one,
becoming something greater than their parts?
For in the gentle press of lips and
the strength of hips finding cadence
there is joy, there is worship,
in this tender, earthly fellowship.
but because he's learning that human
flesh—every part has always been divine.
As he enters her, efficiency is not the goal.
Speed, success, procreation—
these are distractions from the trust in her breaths.
Is this not prayer, this joining of two as one,
becoming something greater than their parts?
For in the gentle press of lips and
the strength of hips finding cadence
there is joy, there is worship,
in this tender, earthly fellowship.
#prayer
#religion
#sex
64 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 1:31pm
10th Mar 2025 1:31pm
Witnesses of a No-God
Depressevangelicals,
a curious subculture
that has emerged
over the last few decades,
represent an intriguing phenomenon
in the religious and social scene.
With depressive tendencies,
these individuals find
in the evangelical hosts a refuge
for their anxieties and frustrations,
at the same time that they seek
to impose their opinions and concepts,
often devoid of logic and coherence.
Literarily, they can be compared
to tragic characters,
whose lives are marked by an incessant
search for...
a curious subculture
that has emerged
over the last few decades,
represent an intriguing phenomenon
in the religious and social scene.
With depressive tendencies,
these individuals find
in the evangelical hosts a refuge
for their anxieties and frustrations,
at the same time that they seek
to impose their opinions and concepts,
often devoid of logic and coherence.
Literarily, they can be compared
to tragic characters,
whose lives are marked by an incessant
search for...
#deception
#faith
#hypocrisy
#manipulation
#religion
47 reads
5 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
8th Mar 2025 00:15am
8th Mar 2025 00:15am
Garment Watchers
Sister G was an elderly Christian woman. She invited a man named Malcolm to a church in Old Harbour. Malcolm was not a churchgoer, but he decided to pay a visit to the church. On the second Sunday in February, he went to the church, and he wore the only suit and the only necktie that he had. Nobody said anything to him about his outfit on the first day.
The following Sunday, Malcolm wore the same suit and the same necktie to church, and nobody said anything to him about his clothes on that day either. He started to get a good feeling about the members of the congregation. He...
The following Sunday, Malcolm wore the same suit and the same necktie to church, and nobody said anything to him about his clothes on that day either. He started to get a good feeling about the members of the congregation. He...
#Christian
#God
#religion #shame
#religion #shame
22 reads
0 Comments
Ryan-Hayward
Ryan Hayward
Ryan Hayward
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 5:01am
7th Mar 2025 5:01am
Upstairs
#Christian
#God
#religion
20 reads
0 Comments
Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 5:30pm
6th Mar 2025 5:30pm
Outlook Not So Good
Problem and problem, 1, 2, 3
One and done, I am still here all alone
Never truly free, just a soul in a cage
Awake in a world where everyone sleeps
Walking back down Reminiscent Street, people crying about the end
"To survive," they all say, "All you need is faith for the 8-Ball."
All my friends say the same old thing
Talk to the Magic 8-Ball, the only
Answer
I heard
Was always just "Outlook not so good"
All these people wasting their time
Praying to their Magic 8-Ball
All I
Hear...
One and done, I am still here all alone
Never truly free, just a soul in a cage
Awake in a world where everyone sleeps
Walking back down Reminiscent Street, people crying about the end
"To survive," they all say, "All you need is faith for the 8-Ball."
All my friends say the same old thing
Talk to the Magic 8-Ball, the only
Answer
I heard
Was always just "Outlook not so good"
All these people wasting their time
Praying to their Magic 8-Ball
All I
Hear...
#anger
#atheism
#fate
#religion
#spiritual
30 reads
0 Comments
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 11:31pm
4th Mar 2025 11:31pm
Eros Awakens - The Question
The gods and Myths
that have died and lived
and the ones long forgotten
In absence of truth
believing without proof
No one asking the question
Self fulfilling prophecies
So many theologies
Each one is the only one
They all come as a pair
using faith without a care
Never asking the question
Justifying it's better
to have faith and believe
The cry of the oppressor since our origin
A man of logic
begins to conceive
Should we really limit God to one...
that have died and lived
and the ones long forgotten
In absence of truth
believing without proof
No one asking the question
Self fulfilling prophecies
So many theologies
Each one is the only one
They all come as a pair
using faith without a care
Never asking the question
Justifying it's better
to have faith and believe
The cry of the oppressor since our origin
A man of logic
begins to conceive
Should we really limit God to one...
#faith
#mythology
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
44 reads
3 Comments
REMARKABLE_8
RichyRich
RichyRich
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 5:45pm
2nd Mar 2025 5:45pm
Via "666"
6 Hour's 6 minutes 6 seconds the witching hour is at hand!!
Warlocks prepared for battle release your battle cry and lay out all your plans!!
Engaged in this eternal warfare mortal combat of the soul our main goal is to overtake and gain all control!
The Mission is clear as we get in gear with no fear, with dominance so overwhelming and bold!
Set for that final judgment hour and day fully equipped to make all our enemies fold!
Moving forward with full force, powerful rituals and spells designed to help all our goals to excel!!
...
Warlocks prepared for battle release your battle cry and lay out all your plans!!
Engaged in this eternal warfare mortal combat of the soul our main goal is to overtake and gain all control!
The Mission is clear as we get in gear with no fear, with dominance so overwhelming and bold!
Set for that final judgment hour and day fully equipped to make all our enemies fold!
Moving forward with full force, powerful rituals and spells designed to help all our goals to excel!!
...
#magic
#pagan
#rebirth
#religion
#spiritual
48 reads
0 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 6:51pm
26th Feb 2025 6:51pm
THE PARADOX OF THE PREACHER
He spoke of love, yet brought a sword,
a peaceful king with wrath outpoured.
Turn the cheek, yet cleanse the temple,
a lesson taught, but not so simple.
The meek inherit, yet he reigns,
calls for loss, yet seeks our gain.
He walks with sinners, dines with thieves,
yet warns of wrath none can appease.
Judge not, lest ye be judged, he said,
then cast a curse on fruit long dead.
Forgive them all, yet hellfire looms,
a kingdom bright with shadowed rooms.
He preached of justice, leveled ground,
yet kings and slaves...
a peaceful king with wrath outpoured.
Turn the cheek, yet cleanse the temple,
a lesson taught, but not so simple.
The meek inherit, yet he reigns,
calls for loss, yet seeks our gain.
He walks with sinners, dines with thieves,
yet warns of wrath none can appease.
Judge not, lest ye be judged, he said,
then cast a curse on fruit long dead.
Forgive them all, yet hellfire looms,
a kingdom bright with shadowed rooms.
He preached of justice, leveled ground,
yet kings and slaves...
#religion
142 reads
4 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 8:17pm
24th Feb 2025 8:17pm
Mortal Sin
The suicides vainly scream
in the depths of hell
to shut ears in the heavens.
in the depths of hell
to shut ears in the heavens.
#morality
#religion
63 reads
0 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 7:51pm
19th Feb 2025 7:51pm
Like I Do
I wonder if German sympathizers
ones who risked their lives
to hide Jews
felt like I do now
watching history
circle back 'round
Did compassionate colonials
feel the same
toward Native Americans
my sacred ancestors
Or benevolent individuals
for the LGBTQ+ community
with a mind wise enough
to know we don't choose
who we Love
because Love is Love
and leads only the worthy
feel like I do
Those who are different
in race, heritage
and religious...
ones who risked their lives
to hide Jews
felt like I do now
watching history
circle back 'round
Did compassionate colonials
feel the same
toward Native Americans
my sacred ancestors
Or benevolent individuals
for the LGBTQ+ community
with a mind wise enough
to know we don't choose
who we Love
because Love is Love
and leads only the worthy
feel like I do
Those who are different
in race, heritage
and religious...
#bullying
#hypocrisy
#religion #war
#religion #war
249 reads
20 Comments
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 6:44am
18th Feb 2025 6:44am
Miserable World
#dark
#death
#faith
#religion
#TruthOfLife
108 reads
2 Comments
MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 3:47am
17th Feb 2025 3:47am
After Death
(Verse 1)
The light extinguished, a final, hollow breath,
Cold steel embrace, the chilling kiss of death.
No silver lining, no pearly gates above,
Just endless blackness, devoid of any love.
They told you stories, of heaven's golden shore,
But lies are whispers, and truth will always roar.
(Pre-Chorus)
The body's rotting, beneath the frozen ground,
But something stirs, a horrifying sound.
A twisted echo, of every wicked deed,
A harvest sown, from every planted seed.
(Chorus -
Death! It's not the ending, it's the...
The light extinguished, a final, hollow breath,
Cold steel embrace, the chilling kiss of death.
No silver lining, no pearly gates above,
Just endless blackness, devoid of any love.
They told you stories, of heaven's golden shore,
But lies are whispers, and truth will always roar.
(Pre-Chorus)
The body's rotting, beneath the frozen ground,
But something stirs, a horrifying sound.
A twisted echo, of every wicked deed,
A harvest sown, from every planted seed.
(Chorus -
Death! It's not the ending, it's the...
#dark
#death
#heaven
#hell
#religion
145 reads
4 Comments
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