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.
LIFE4ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:11pm
Yesterday 7:11pm
A Warning To The Lost
Turn! Turn!
Turn from your wicked ways!
For I tell you, look up!
The time is near for the Lord's return.
Do not bury your head in the sand.
For if one does this,
I tell you, their body shall soon
join their head;
and their soul shall be tortured
by the fiery flames of hell
forever; never ceasing.
Turn!
But you say, "When the time arrives, then I will turn."
No! That time is now!
For death is lurking;
awaiting your last breath.
Death tells you, "Don't worry, you still have time to turn. ...
Turn from your wicked ways!
For I tell you, look up!
The time is near for the Lord's return.
Do not bury your head in the sand.
For if one does this,
I tell you, their body shall soon
join their head;
and their soul shall be tortured
by the fiery flames of hell
forever; never ceasing.
Turn!
But you say, "When the time arrives, then I will turn."
No! That time is now!
For death is lurking;
awaiting your last breath.
Death tells you, "Don't worry, you still have time to turn. ...
#Christian
#death
#God
#hell
#religion
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Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 1:12pm
18th Mar 2025 1:12pm
Co-Creators
I kneel before him in prayer, caught in a whirlwind of
a man who stands at the pulpit of a Dallas church.
There's an energy about him that I can't escape,
nor do I wish to.
Even when my body feels weak,
I yearn for his presence.
Sleep loses its allure when
weighed against the possibility of
basking in his warmth.
I want him inside me. All the time.
I want his weight on top of me.
I want to squeeze him in deep.
The ache of this longing
is the sweetest hurt.
My arms possess a strength
born of...
a man who stands at the pulpit of a Dallas church.
There's an energy about him that I can't escape,
nor do I wish to.
Even when my body feels weak,
I yearn for his presence.
Sleep loses its allure when
weighed against the possibility of
basking in his warmth.
I want him inside me. All the time.
I want his weight on top of me.
I want to squeeze him in deep.
The ache of this longing
is the sweetest hurt.
My arms possess a strength
born of...
#God
#morality
#religion #sex
#religion #sex
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 9:25am
14th Mar 2025 9:25am
I know your heart is wicked
Little Harry Sack was barely 6 years old when he found out by his parents that his heart was wicked
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from morning...
His parents were religious fanatics, who read the good book each and every hour
They isolated little Harry from the rest of the world
His father worked on the farm producing milk & meat to sell in town
His mother was a stay at home mom, strict and overbearing
Many of the locals didn't even know Harry Sack existed
His parents taught him that in order to be faithful to the lord, you must do what we say or want
Harry was given chores from morning...
#family
#memories
#prison
#religion
#violence
66 reads
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drivelicious13
alon aLion
alon aLion
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 10:00pm
13th Mar 2025 10:00pm
Judgement Day (ReMix --- Timely as F !)
twitter carbuncle
personal hygiene
worse
than a monkey's uncle
stinkier than
a skunkle
constantly amidst
rhetorical rumble
somehow positioned
and in process
of making
Advancements tumble
was he behind
the back draft
of notre damn?
either way
not nearly matching
the shame
her ancient
institution arcane
perpetrates
through the ages
and nuff
of her "sages"
...
personal hygiene
worse
than a monkey's uncle
stinkier than
a skunkle
constantly amidst
rhetorical rumble
somehow positioned
and in process
of making
Advancements tumble
was he behind
the back draft
of notre damn?
either way
not nearly matching
the shame
her ancient
institution arcane
perpetrates
through the ages
and nuff
of her "sages"
...
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
#politics
#religion
#tragedy
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 8:07am
12th Mar 2025 8:07am
The Silence of Running Water
We built a mountain
out of dust
dry skin on old bones
and hollowed-out eyes
drinking from the crack in the glass.
The rivers ran backward,
spitting out promises
that tasted like iron.
Feet,
footprints carved into gravel,
burning with the weight of a thousand forgotten years
we ran like shadows chasing the sun
but the light never reached us,
just slipped away
into the cracks of our teeth
and disappeared into the sky
that never looked down.
I saw the rain dance,
but it wasn’t real.
It was...
out of dust
dry skin on old bones
and hollowed-out eyes
drinking from the crack in the glass.
The rivers ran backward,
spitting out promises
that tasted like iron.
Feet,
footprints carved into gravel,
burning with the weight of a thousand forgotten years
we ran like shadows chasing the sun
but the light never reached us,
just slipped away
into the cracks of our teeth
and disappeared into the sky
that never looked down.
I saw the rain dance,
but it wasn’t real.
It was...
#death
#LifeCycle
#religion
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 1:54pm
11th Mar 2025 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
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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
96 reads
6 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...
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...
#Christian
#God
#religion #shame
#religion #shame
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Ryan-Hayward
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 5:01am
7th Mar 2025 5:01am
Upstairs
#Christian
#God
#religion
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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
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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
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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
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