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.
SamSung
Poem Published
Today 12:03pm
Today 12:03pm
In The Temple of Solitude
In the temple of solitude
Dwell I
Devoid of any object of worship
But space
Surrounded by no one
Except I
Spoken to in no other language
But silence
Contemplating on nobody
But the being
In this temple of solitude
That is of nature
©SS(Sam Sung)
Dwell I
Devoid of any object of worship
But space
Surrounded by no one
Except I
Spoken to in no other language
But silence
Contemplating on nobody
But the being
In this temple of solitude
That is of nature
©SS(Sam Sung)
#religion
#faith
#spiritual #philosophical
#spiritual #philosophical
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Brandon
Tyrannical
Tyrannical
Poem Published
14th Oct 2021 10:27pm
14th Oct 2021 10:27pm
Sprawl of Pricks
Velvet rosary
Coloured a dark crimson shade
Climbing vast with thorns
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Coloured a dark crimson shade
Climbing vast with thorns
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#rose
#religion
#haiku
#metaphor
#hurt
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A_Conduit
Poem Published
14th Oct 2021 2:48am
14th Oct 2021 2:48am
A Reduction Of Character
Scripture now tweeted
With the tik tok desire for ever briefer fractions of time
A.k.a the character cap
Worthy of such characters.
Hope that wasn't too long,
Apparently if there's a point to be made
It should be made quickly, precisely
And should just intuitively click...
Just enough of a prompt to fill the attentions span
If you've been taught intuition and emotion are the same
And if that's essentially all you've been taught.
Since when did our ideals have a domain name
A domain name owned by some silicon valley billionaire's ...
With the tik tok desire for ever briefer fractions of time
A.k.a the character cap
Worthy of such characters.
Hope that wasn't too long,
Apparently if there's a point to be made
It should be made quickly, precisely
And should just intuitively click...
Just enough of a prompt to fill the attentions span
If you've been taught intuition and emotion are the same
And if that's essentially all you've been taught.
Since when did our ideals have a domain name
A domain name owned by some silicon valley billionaire's ...
#corruption
#religion
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#greed
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1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Turpin
Turpin
Poem Published
12th Oct 2021 10:57am
12th Oct 2021 10:57am
Queer Theology (I)
I’ve come to believe
that straight men with cute butts
are illusions of the father of lies,
like dinosaur bones,
and single mums.
that straight men with cute butts
are illusions of the father of lies,
like dinosaur bones,
and single mums.
#gay
#science
#religion #funny
#religion #funny
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
5th Oct 2021 8:01pm
5th Oct 2021 8:01pm
Double Cross
Jesus salvation is cool, but religion itself is the fool
That mentally Maytag the masses as a tool,
"Million dollar churches that are million dollar worthless
Always having their hands deep in wallets and purses,
"Don't get me wrong I believe God does exist
My personal feeling is he just don't give a shit,
"As a sinful society has cannonballed head first into a wall
And the covid epidemic has caused millions to fall,
"Many on bended knees still pray for God to save us
But if you were in a operating procedure-who do...
That mentally Maytag the masses as a tool,
"Million dollar churches that are million dollar worthless
Always having their hands deep in wallets and purses,
"Don't get me wrong I believe God does exist
My personal feeling is he just don't give a shit,
"As a sinful society has cannonballed head first into a wall
And the covid epidemic has caused millions to fall,
"Many on bended knees still pray for God to save us
But if you were in a operating procedure-who do...
#religion
#humankind
32 reads
4 Comments
Scarlett_Midwinter
Poem Published
4th Oct 2021 11:18pm
4th Oct 2021 11:18pm
Little Toy Soldiers
Please leave us out of it
We don't want your worldview
We don't see in orange and green
Don't take us out to play
With your bombs and guns
Don't make us dance with glee
Under bullet confetti
And red traffic light sun
We want no part in this
All this for a crucifix
Or some politician we don't know?
Let it be known our "no" means "no"
And leave us out of it.
We don't want your worldview
We don't see in orange and green
Don't take us out to play
With your bombs and guns
Don't make us dance with glee
Under bullet confetti
And red traffic light sun
We want no part in this
All this for a crucifix
Or some politician we don't know?
Let it be known our "no" means "no"
And leave us out of it.
#children
#soldiers
#violence
#war
#religion
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3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Turpin
Turpin
Poem Published
4th Oct 2021 6:43pm
4th Oct 2021 6:43pm
Pagan (I)
a sonnet
We fall in many bodies, many times.
Outside the Christian faith, the tower chimes
our deaths, but also our rebirths.
We do not sing dirges,
nor proceed in black garments, cross
the squares or streets with gold aloft.
As graveyards gather damp and moss.
We sing to dance, we laugh, we croft...
We share and love our bodies like
they weren't just an old man's mistake.
As if the rotten dike of time
must be observed always, to never slake
a human heart. Which is,
when all's been said, a reddish blade of grass.
We fall in many bodies, many times.
Outside the Christian faith, the tower chimes
our deaths, but also our rebirths.
We do not sing dirges,
nor proceed in black garments, cross
the squares or streets with gold aloft.
As graveyards gather damp and moss.
We sing to dance, we laugh, we croft...
We share and love our bodies like
they weren't just an old man's mistake.
As if the rotten dike of time
must be observed always, to never slake
a human heart. Which is,
when all's been said, a reddish blade of grass.
#religion
#Christian
#spiritual #pagan
#spiritual #pagan
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Casted_Runes
Turpin
Turpin
Poem Published
4th Oct 2021 6:14pm
4th Oct 2021 6:14pm
The Evolution of the Christian Church
a sonnet
The church is cold and empty in
its blank modernity. The sin
has been washed out and autumn leaves
put in its place. From floor to eaves
it's been whitewashed, the church.
And God's facsimile, to teach
the truth of sacrifice with splintered cross,
is gone. Replaced with varnished lines. Amass,
and sing to what is left.
If anything was there at all. Bereft
of barbaristic faith,
we carry on with bake sales, the laith.
The British symbols cherished by
a world wanting gentility.
The church is cold and empty in
its blank modernity. The sin
has been washed out and autumn leaves
put in its place. From floor to eaves
it's been whitewashed, the church.
And God's facsimile, to teach
the truth of sacrifice with splintered cross,
is gone. Replaced with varnished lines. Amass,
and sing to what is left.
If anything was there at all. Bereft
of barbaristic faith,
we carry on with bake sales, the laith.
The British symbols cherished by
a world wanting gentility.
#religion
#Christian
#faith #historical
#faith #historical
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Abracadabra
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2021 8:49am
2nd Oct 2021 8:49am
Faithless
Who do you pray to
when there is no god
the cosmic ear
that never was
Where is the comfort
for coldest truth
the pain of decay
that has no use
How shall we rest
without memory
when atoms return
to dust
when there is no god
the cosmic ear
that never was
Where is the comfort
for coldest truth
the pain of decay
that has no use
How shall we rest
without memory
when atoms return
to dust
#death
#religion
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Scarlett_Midwinter
Poem Published
29th Sep 2021 9:52pm
29th Sep 2021 9:52pm
Shameless Corpse
Censored in her sleep
The lady in purple
Shamed even in death
For daring to show
A glimpse of tan shoulder
Crop
Crop
Cropped like Photoshop
Cut off at the neck
From her own womanliness
Beheaded above her silver necklace
And framed in prudish obedience
On the cover of an e-card
Smiling like a malfunctioned robot
Above a haphazard Bible verse
Once under Nicaraguan dictatorship
Now reduced to a few meagre inches
...
The lady in purple
Shamed even in death
For daring to show
A glimpse of tan shoulder
Crop
Crop
Cropped like Photoshop
Cut off at the neck
From her own womanliness
Beheaded above her silver necklace
And framed in prudish obedience
On the cover of an e-card
Smiling like a malfunctioned robot
Above a haphazard Bible verse
Once under Nicaraguan dictatorship
Now reduced to a few meagre inches
...
#death
#religion
#spiritual
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HumbleBill21212
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 12:43pm
26th Sep 2021 12:43pm
A History
Adam and Eve,
First of all kind.
A snake and an apple,
Took over their mind.
Cain and Abel.
With a rock he was slew.
Out of Nod.
An evil wind blew.
Two by two.
The animals came.
Forty days and nights.
Brought Noah to fame.
Slaves from Egypt.
Moses left the land.
Into the desert.
All rock and sand.
David and Goliath.
A stone in a sling.
Solomon's wisdom.
Made a great King.
Books are written.
Testaments of old.
Throughout the Bible.
A...
First of all kind.
A snake and an apple,
Took over their mind.
Cain and Abel.
With a rock he was slew.
Out of Nod.
An evil wind blew.
Two by two.
The animals came.
Forty days and nights.
Brought Noah to fame.
Slaves from Egypt.
Moses left the land.
Into the desert.
All rock and sand.
David and Goliath.
A stone in a sling.
Solomon's wisdom.
Made a great King.
Books are written.
Testaments of old.
Throughout the Bible.
A...
#religion
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife #tradition
#TruthOfLife #tradition
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HumbleBill21212
Poem Published
26th Sep 2021 5:59am
26th Sep 2021 5:59am
10
Those 10 orders , you didn't heed.
Are in the book, you didn't read.
There is a heaven, but forget that glory.
This is Hell, the other side of the story.
For I'm Lucifer, and you belong to me.
My promise is, pain and
misery.
In sulphur fumes, your skin will sear.
It's going to happen, have no fear.
You hear that scream? you'll share their fate.
No need to pray, for its much to late..
Written by Humble Bill Beucher
Are in the book, you didn't read.
There is a heaven, but forget that glory.
This is Hell, the other side of the story.
For I'm Lucifer, and you belong to me.
My promise is, pain and
misery.
In sulphur fumes, your skin will sear.
It's going to happen, have no fear.
You hear that scream? you'll share their fate.
No need to pray, for its much to late..
Written by Humble Bill Beucher
#death
#atheism
#religion
#fate
#karma
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