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.
Ogbonna
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:58pm
Yesterday 8:58pm
Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
Even when in a famished state I hunt,
In pastures green and lush with abundance,
He renews my spry and exuberance.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
In gardens of drought He will fortune plant.
He leads to quiet pools of fresh water
from which I draw strength and endless laughter.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He does my requests for pleasant paths grant.
Even when to deepest darkness I stray,
He lovingly paves a most glorious way.
The Lord is my...
Even when in a famished state I hunt,
In pastures green and lush with abundance,
He renews my spry and exuberance.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
In gardens of drought He will fortune plant.
He leads to quiet pools of fresh water
from which I draw strength and endless laughter.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He does my requests for pleasant paths grant.
Even when to deepest darkness I stray,
He lovingly paves a most glorious way.
The Lord is my...
#religion
#Christian
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:34pm
Yesterday 8:34pm
A Feminine Revenge
For I am the female animus
of God, swept down from a blue,
Arcadian sky to quell the raging hordes
of heathen men - in whose
shadows I’ve dwelt since birth -
one shattered corpse and role at a time.
of God, swept down from a blue,
Arcadian sky to quell the raging hordes
of heathen men - in whose
shadows I’ve dwelt since birth -
one shattered corpse and role at a time.
#women
#men
#religion #feminism
#religion #feminism
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CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2022 00:47am
3rd Jul 2022 00:47am
Stoker stoking the Fire - #7
Cemetary grounds stirred
convexley
rose the summoned undead
formation they bridged
silently slew sentries
Seminarily
on that far ridge
and unblessed them
with blasphemies
unbooking the training
that lay in them hid
second day of the fight
a battle division
led across murderous ground
concealed by sorcery
to their destination
act of precision
what came out of Devils’ Den
was a great abomination
they claimed
like foul beasts of Revelation
rotting and ripping with...
convexley
rose the summoned undead
formation they bridged
silently slew sentries
Seminarily
on that far ridge
and unblessed them
with blasphemies
unbooking the training
that lay in them hid
second day of the fight
a battle division
led across murderous ground
concealed by sorcery
to their destination
act of precision
what came out of Devils’ Den
was a great abomination
they claimed
like foul beasts of Revelation
rotting and ripping with...
#evil
#religion
#apocalypse
#horror
#military
31 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2022 7:37pm
2nd Jul 2022 7:37pm
I'm no damn Vampire, No damn Priest, Just Pragmatic and Horny
My muse thinks I've lost it
She isn't saying but i can read her
This vampire crap is just angry mosquitoes
Check out my ankles and hands, bring sunglasses
Forget religion and anything spiritual
Closest I come to spiritual is Old Forester 115 Proof
Translation: work with what you got, stop all the emoji bull
Sure one or two are funny, you know me, stop right there
Ok
Horny part, none of your damn business
I've done something none of you candy ass mofos could ever fathom
Still, it leaves me high and dry, bring me the crop...
She isn't saying but i can read her
This vampire crap is just angry mosquitoes
Check out my ankles and hands, bring sunglasses
Forget religion and anything spiritual
Closest I come to spiritual is Old Forester 115 Proof
Translation: work with what you got, stop all the emoji bull
Sure one or two are funny, you know me, stop right there
Ok
Horny part, none of your damn business
I've done something none of you candy ass mofos could ever fathom
Still, it leaves me high and dry, bring me the crop...
#anger
#lust
#religion
#music
#confessional
53 reads
18 Comments
MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 8:29pm
27th Jun 2022 8:29pm
MAN CREATED GOD
God didn’t create man, man created god?
Is there an omnipotent one?
Or does the human race have such a need for answers, and to be wanted, that it can create new worlds and ideas that shape our lives today or are these worlds so real we cant escape them?
Well what is the answer? Answers are just excuses.
No one really knows true answers, scientists believe they have all the answers, they speak and we believe all they have to do is wrap up a problem with numbers and calculations they call it an answer but all it is, is a theory of what they want to believe they do...
Is there an omnipotent one?
Or does the human race have such a need for answers, and to be wanted, that it can create new worlds and ideas that shape our lives today or are these worlds so real we cant escape them?
Well what is the answer? Answers are just excuses.
No one really knows true answers, scientists believe they have all the answers, they speak and we believe all they have to do is wrap up a problem with numbers and calculations they call it an answer but all it is, is a theory of what they want to believe they do...
#religion
#God
#humankind
40 reads
1 Comment
Neoma
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 3:57am
26th Jun 2022 3:57am
Prayer
Phenomenological Universe
#religion
#God
#faith #spiritual
#faith #spiritual
57 reads
4 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 3:07am
26th Jun 2022 3:07am
Spiritualities
Juha Jarrinen
Has found his Spiritual way
While also creating marvelous works.
You sense that he has achieved inner peace
While also keeping his feet on the ground.
He takes his time to let the wood speak to him
Just like the artist who looks at a block of marble
And while chiseling away finds the great wonder inside,
Just like Michelangelo did.
Jarrinen feels there will be the right and long lasting connection
Between a specific drum and the appropriate Shaman.
Michelangelo worked for a pope
A different sort of spirituality ...
Has found his Spiritual way
While also creating marvelous works.
You sense that he has achieved inner peace
While also keeping his feet on the ground.
He takes his time to let the wood speak to him
Just like the artist who looks at a block of marble
And while chiseling away finds the great wonder inside,
Just like Michelangelo did.
Jarrinen feels there will be the right and long lasting connection
Between a specific drum and the appropriate Shaman.
Michelangelo worked for a pope
A different sort of spirituality ...
#religion
#spiritual
#tradition
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Cloven_Zonkle
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2022 4:47am
23rd Jun 2022 4:47am
I want to be real
I want to be real. My face from the inside, almost always, like, a lot of percent, feels like eyes looking out from a man's face. Like that is what I'm looking out from behind, and even though I know it's not real, like the red hot iron mask which disfigures the outside, causing resultant disfigurement on the inside. I hate it bad but it's just habit, just not staying background focused enough. That's the trick, and I haven't trained myself yet well enough, so im always falling down around myself over it. That's how i live. Trying to train myself to allow my own face, my own eyes, instead of...
#religion
#faith
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1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Jun 2022 4:11pm
19th Jun 2022 4:11pm
Unto My Heavenly Father...
This particular incantation is about the wickedness of the human heart and sometimes, yes God uses his most humbling servants to do battle to balance the scales of good and evil, therefore, sometimes you most utilize the tongue of evil and the sword to castrate the wicked tree to make room to sow the reaping of good harvest.
In a better sense of judgment, take Lucifer the highest and most Cherub in Heaven until he tried to overtake the third Heaven upon where God sits.
It was his envious not as he stood as the highest, but the knowledge, and spiritual wisdom he...
In a better sense of judgment, take Lucifer the highest and most Cherub in Heaven until he tried to overtake the third Heaven upon where God sits.
It was his envious not as he stood as the highest, but the knowledge, and spiritual wisdom he...
#religion
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#philosophical
146 reads
9 Comments
Mrblack616
MrBlack
MrBlack
Poem Published
17th Jun 2022 5:09pm
17th Jun 2022 5:09pm
Evil
You lied approximately your capability
you exaggerate our possibility
are you ignorant of culpability
or exempt through verbal affinity
chaos you can not bypass
or moot mortal bias
whirlwind incarnate genius
tempered tempests pious
pleasure to be desired
character now no longer required
curiosities uninspired
hopefulness retired
fact hits with a clause
assist sharpen lucifers claws
its okay, i dont ruin laws
Lord shield me, O Holy Cross
They recognize now no longer what they do
Just...
you exaggerate our possibility
are you ignorant of culpability
or exempt through verbal affinity
chaos you can not bypass
or moot mortal bias
whirlwind incarnate genius
tempered tempests pious
pleasure to be desired
character now no longer required
curiosities uninspired
hopefulness retired
fact hits with a clause
assist sharpen lucifers claws
its okay, i dont ruin laws
Lord shield me, O Holy Cross
They recognize now no longer what they do
Just...
#dark
#evil
#religion #horror
#religion #horror
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
15th Jun 2022 2:32am
15th Jun 2022 2:32am
The Covenant (Part I)
My covenant, until the voices harken my tongue like a flaming spear
As movement stirs like a quiet wind of night
To the moon phases by the succor of our sacred ritual
Let thy will cast darkened reign in the eyes of contempt
Whom in my blood spill I shall not want
United voices in my ear as I purge my incantations of ancient passage
Unto my blood I commence unto the resting place of my accusers
Yeah, thy I walk through the shadows of the Boker’s dark magic
The arrow of my tongue speaks into the death of the vulture’s ears
Within our...
As movement stirs like a quiet wind of night
To the moon phases by the succor of our sacred ritual
Let thy will cast darkened reign in the eyes of contempt
Whom in my blood spill I shall not want
United voices in my ear as I purge my incantations of ancient passage
Unto my blood I commence unto the resting place of my accusers
Yeah, thy I walk through the shadows of the Boker’s dark magic
The arrow of my tongue speaks into the death of the vulture’s ears
Within our...
#religion
#spiritual
#PowerOfWords
#culture
#tradition
108 reads
4 Comments
Razzerleaf
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 11:42pm
12th Jun 2022 11:42pm
Leftovers
They were only half dead,
infected by bark beetles.
Together they gathered
like zombies,
a riverside cluster
torn and dismembered
shuffled to a random array.
Each day someone walks past
they ignore the un-miraculous,
avoid the dark exterior
no one wants to be bitten.
I need the bite
offering a throat
to be ripped out
I embrace the group,
take my place
but all I find is their grace
as we feed on the last supper. ...
infected by bark beetles.
Together they gathered
like zombies,
a riverside cluster
torn and dismembered
shuffled to a random array.
Each day someone walks past
they ignore the un-miraculous,
avoid the dark exterior
no one wants to be bitten.
I need the bite
offering a throat
to be ripped out
I embrace the group,
take my place
but all I find is their grace
as we feed on the last supper. ...
#religion
#zombies
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