Poems About Religion Seeking Honest Critique
#religion
Poems about religion seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 7:24pm
23rd Jan 2025 7:24pm
Vision 2
The sun impresses fire into my being.
And.
I want to steal it.
And bury it deep.
In Tyrannus' depth.
I walked among the funeral pyres.
Caked in the dust of so many dead.
Things.
And.
On the horizon is coming autumn.
In the air is stinging winter.
How many cycles left?
How many austerities.
Til I break through.
To the Gods and spirits.
And, offer my taboo trickster spirit.
Some blood.
From a sacrificial offering.
And.
I want to steal it.
And bury it deep.
In Tyrannus' depth.
I walked among the funeral pyres.
Caked in the dust of so many dead.
Things.
And.
On the horizon is coming autumn.
In the air is stinging winter.
How many cycles left?
How many austerities.
Til I break through.
To the Gods and spirits.
And, offer my taboo trickster spirit.
Some blood.
From a sacrificial offering.
#religion
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1 Comment
Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 7:20pm
23rd Jan 2025 7:20pm
Vision 1
It cuts like fire.
It burns a knife inside my soul.
This is irrelevant.
This is unmediated.
And on all the indigo sunsets.
I etch my epitath.
I am in darkness.
The light has gone out.
And.
I am now rotting.
Fetid.
Foul.
It burns a knife inside my soul.
This is irrelevant.
This is unmediated.
And on all the indigo sunsets.
I etch my epitath.
I am in darkness.
The light has gone out.
And.
I am now rotting.
Fetid.
Foul.
#religion
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2 Comments
rksingh
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 11:32am
22nd Jan 2025 11:32am
THE HELL IS REAL
They lure me with wealth in heaven
as if plucking a pubic hair
would reduce weight of the dead body
they don’t see the bruises abandoned
on the fading skin of apple
that rolls metaphors in the basket
sleeplessly I watch her drift in dreams
on the horizon float to descend
for a share in the horrors of earth
they blindly conceal to hoodwink
god’s will for poets cultured in the past
now glittering as the sun’s wreckage
I can’t clean nor rebuild around them
the hell is real I can’t run away
with sweet...
as if plucking a pubic hair
would reduce weight of the dead body
they don’t see the bruises abandoned
on the fading skin of apple
that rolls metaphors in the basket
sleeplessly I watch her drift in dreams
on the horizon float to descend
for a share in the horrors of earth
they blindly conceal to hoodwink
god’s will for poets cultured in the past
now glittering as the sun’s wreckage
I can’t clean nor rebuild around them
the hell is real I can’t run away
with sweet...
#anxiety
#apathy
#disappointment #religion
#disappointment #religion
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
19th Jan 2025 2:49pm
A Night in the Museum
I was attending a meeting
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
hosting a keynote speaker
whom I did not know
During the presentation
the internet connection was lost
and I found myself sitting
next to the speaker
discussing potential options
for a better connection
A fundraiser was suggested
while he politely asked
if I was a Sociologist
At that time, the host
a gangly old man, obviously
frustrated by our discourse
abruptly blurted out:
"We don't use oracle cards...
#dreams
#religion
#spiritual #universe
#spiritual #universe
132 reads
11 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
Endless Night
Today I returned
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
#betrayal
#night
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
55 reads
5 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 9:19am
18th Jan 2025 9:19am
Holy Shit!
God and I are having disagreements...
.....
God said, "Let there be light!"
I said, "Let there be light beer!"
..
God created Eve from Adam's rib.
I ordered a plate of ribs for a hot lesbian orgy!
..
Satan, disguised as a snake, tempted Eve and she and Adam ate the forbidden fruit and were banished from the Garden of Eden.
I said, "Wait a minute! God tempted them by putting the forbidden fruit there in the first place!"
..
God said,...
.....
God said, "Let there be light!"
I said, "Let there be light beer!"
..
God created Eve from Adam's rib.
I ordered a plate of ribs for a hot lesbian orgy!
..
Satan, disguised as a snake, tempted Eve and she and Adam ate the forbidden fruit and were banished from the Garden of Eden.
I said, "Wait a minute! God tempted them by putting the forbidden fruit there in the first place!"
..
God said,...
#religion
48 reads
4 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 8:09pm
15th Jan 2025 8:09pm
FOREVER WITH YOU
CHORUS:
Wherever you be, I’ll be
Wherever you go, I’ll go
Wherever you stay, I’ll stay
I’m forever with You
Wherever you move, I’ll move
Wherever you stop, I’ll stop
Wherever you yield, I’ll yield
// I’m forever with You //
Inside of my heart
Inside of my mind
Inside of my soul
// I’m forever with You //
1
When You hide Yourself into the night
And I’ve lost all sight
All sight of You
I lift my praise
And there – again – I see Your face
Dwelling there – in my praise
Inside of my...
Wherever you be, I’ll be
Wherever you go, I’ll go
Wherever you stay, I’ll stay
I’m forever with You
Wherever you move, I’ll move
Wherever you stop, I’ll stop
Wherever you yield, I’ll yield
// I’m forever with You //
Inside of my heart
Inside of my mind
Inside of my soul
// I’m forever with You //
1
When You hide Yourself into the night
And I’ve lost all sight
All sight of You
I lift my praise
And there – again – I see Your face
Dwelling there – in my praise
Inside of my...
#faith
#religion
5 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
In The Cloisters
Dusty highways and forsaken roads
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
#dark
#death
#evil
#ghosts
#religion
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0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 10:56am
10th Jan 2025 10:56am
Held Captive
Suffer
Prisoner of your mind
Slave to its wicked concepts
A god in your head but you're dead inside
Lock with no key
Suffocating mystery
Now pay the price
Christ's chains hold you down
Lost in the empty abyss
No rest for the wicked was written in blood
Wretched misery
Harmless curiosity
Now pay the price
Walk off this thin line
Transcend death and life
Trade off, Compromise
What are you dying for?
Prisoner of your mind
Slave to its wicked concepts
A god in your head but you're dead inside
Lock with no key
Suffocating mystery
Now pay the price
Christ's chains hold you down
Lost in the empty abyss
No rest for the wicked was written in blood
Wretched misery
Harmless curiosity
Now pay the price
Walk off this thin line
Transcend death and life
Trade off, Compromise
What are you dying for?
#dark
#death
#FeelingTrapped #religion
#FeelingTrapped #religion
82 reads
9 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 7:33pm
8th Jan 2025 7:33pm
Praises
I wandered wastes of ash and stone
Where winds would gnaw and sing its tone
No mortal tongue could still my plight
Only whispers of deceit in the night
Yet in the black of heavens torn
I found wisdom carved in relics worn
Bones of saints, their silent cries
Echoed truths where hope yet dies
The lamb’s triumph was blood-etched lore
A feast where shadows weep and adore
Salvation writ in iron chains
In hymns of fire and eternal pains
Within the cloisters of the dead
Where incense cloaks what once was dread ...
Where winds would gnaw and sing its tone
No mortal tongue could still my plight
Only whispers of deceit in the night
Yet in the black of heavens torn
I found wisdom carved in relics worn
Bones of saints, their silent cries
Echoed truths where hope yet dies
The lamb’s triumph was blood-etched lore
A feast where shadows weep and adore
Salvation writ in iron chains
In hymns of fire and eternal pains
Within the cloisters of the dead
Where incense cloaks what once was dread ...
#dark
#faith
#prayer
#religion
#spiritual
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0 Comments
dnzmemn66
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 2:20pm
7th Jan 2025 2:20pm
Tears
My tears are cleansing
My tears are true
I cry these tears with thoughts of you
You save my soul
You keep me whole
For the battles I face take their toll
But I won’t waiver
And I won’t fall
For I have you
So I stand tall
My strength is building
My resolve is firm
I read the book
So I can learn
The day will come
When my time is done
But I shall not worry
For the war is won
My tears are true
I cry these tears with thoughts of you
You save my soul
You keep me whole
For the battles I face take their toll
But I won’t waiver
And I won’t fall
For I have you
So I stand tall
My strength is building
My resolve is firm
I read the book
So I can learn
The day will come
When my time is done
But I shall not worry
For the war is won
#Christian
#faith
#religion
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0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 5:18am
4th Jan 2025 5:18am
Teaching Survival
Teaching survival on the 700 club
Hear someone saying
Jesus wears a vest
Have to teach the kids
How to duck and run
Are you fucking serious
Hiding behind the Bible
Instead of addressing
Our gun problem
So now religion is teaching gun violence
Or hiding under desks
Instead of addressing
The real nut of our times
If I have to teach my kid
To take precautions
Just because of gun violence
Seems like I lost before I began
How about tackling the ...
Hear someone saying
Jesus wears a vest
Have to teach the kids
How to duck and run
Are you fucking serious
Hiding behind the Bible
Instead of addressing
Our gun problem
So now religion is teaching gun violence
Or hiding under desks
Instead of addressing
The real nut of our times
If I have to teach my kid
To take precautions
Just because of gun violence
Seems like I lost before I began
How about tackling the ...
#children
#GunControl
#religion #violence
#religion #violence
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