Least Read Poems About Religion
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Shakespearan-Sweet
Poem Published
7th Jun 2020 4:03pm
7th Jun 2020 4:03pm
Unconsciousness Ink
I CANT BREATH”!
“I CANT BREATH”!
“Without God’s love”
“Without God’s love”
"My God, My God,
“why hast thou forsaken me?"
(“Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?”)
“I CANT BREATH”!
“Without God’s love”
“Without God’s love”
"My God, My God,
“why hast thou forsaken me?"
(“Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani?”)
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#God
#freedom
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
10th Nov 2017 3:13pm
10th Nov 2017 3:13pm
Seize The Opportunity
There may come a time a golden opportunity will come around
And you'll have to shut off the voices that surround
Heed not to the fears that whisper in your ear
That golden opportunity may be the one to wipe away your tear.
You may have to bend and break some rules,
Hear the scorns of those who will say you're a fool.
You may have to break out of your circle and forget all that you were taught
To obtain that which you so badly sought.
You may have to endure the rising wars within and around you
But letting go of the gold you'll regret...
And you'll have to shut off the voices that surround
Heed not to the fears that whisper in your ear
That golden opportunity may be the one to wipe away your tear.
You may have to bend and break some rules,
Hear the scorns of those who will say you're a fool.
You may have to break out of your circle and forget all that you were taught
To obtain that which you so badly sought.
You may have to endure the rising wars within and around you
But letting go of the gold you'll regret...
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#spiritual
#humankind
#uplifting
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3 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
29th Dec 2021 1:31pm
29th Dec 2021 1:31pm
Murder in the Vatican.
#religion
#Christian
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1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
19th Dec 2017 9:52pm
HOPELESS
Imagine if there was NO heaven
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
And no one ever held a Lucky Seven.
Imagine if the fate of all of Mankind
Whether cruel or kind,
Whether good or bad
Whether Happy or sad
All eternally damned into a lake of fire
Without the Savior as a Sire.
No Savior with His Saving Grace
No God with a comforting embrace.
Will you still sing Sunday praises and do your charitable deeds?
Will you have any motive, strong grounds or any guiding lead
To live and lead the Righteous life
Free of malice, anger, and contentious strife? ...
#hope
#religion
#God
#Christian
#SelfReflection
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oskar
Poem Published
6th Jan 2022 6:08pm
6th Jan 2022 6:08pm
ascension (rewritten
Ascension
I walked on the vast plateau the everlasting wind of time
had blown away, the sand exposed millions of skeletons
and the memory of man wench the brain was walnut-sized.
The brain is larger now, filled with images of pornography
and wars on many fronts.
I came to an oasis I must drink or explode into atoms
but the water was full of coagulated blood.
I walked on crushing rib cages gleaming in the moonlight.
A vast iceberg blocked my way, sparkled like a diamond
decorated with religious promises of salvation.
I had to climb...
I walked on the vast plateau the everlasting wind of time
had blown away, the sand exposed millions of skeletons
and the memory of man wench the brain was walnut-sized.
The brain is larger now, filled with images of pornography
and wars on many fronts.
I came to an oasis I must drink or explode into atoms
but the water was full of coagulated blood.
I walked on crushing rib cages gleaming in the moonlight.
A vast iceberg blocked my way, sparkled like a diamond
decorated with religious promises of salvation.
I had to climb...
#religion
#Christian
#Buddhist
#Taoism
#Hindu
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
21st Dec 2021 1:50am
21st Dec 2021 1:50am
An Interview With An American Pastor, A Chinese Pastor, And A Jamaican Pastor
The interviewer asks the American pastor, “Pastor, how do you manage the contributions at your church?”
The American pastor replies, “I divide the money fifty-fifty, half is for the ministry and half is for me.”
The interviewer asks the Chinese pastor, “Pastor, how do you manage the contributions at your church?”
The Chinese pastor replies, “I draw a line on the floor then I throw the money in the air and what falls on my side of the line is mine and what falls on the other side is for the church.”
The interviewer asks the Jamaican pastor, “Pastor, how do you...
The American pastor replies, “I divide the money fifty-fifty, half is for the ministry and half is for me.”
The interviewer asks the Chinese pastor, “Pastor, how do you manage the contributions at your church?”
The Chinese pastor replies, “I draw a line on the floor then I throw the money in the air and what falls on my side of the line is mine and what falls on the other side is for the church.”
The interviewer asks the Jamaican pastor, “Pastor, how do you...
#religion
#money
#funny
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 4:24pm
10th Jan 2022 4:24pm
Rewarded More?
Atheists always preach about
how it should be about good works,
but I disagree-
the good folks have it easier than the mean;
they ain't tormented every damn day
to the point where they feel they have nothing to offer or say.
I'm not even on a Christian mission,
just trying to say something different.
I don't please the freaks,
just the ones who still have some humanity left,
something I've kept for long enough.
So, why they should be rewarded more?
The ones who weren't taught to be mean?
The one who don't go...
how it should be about good works,
but I disagree-
the good folks have it easier than the mean;
they ain't tormented every damn day
to the point where they feel they have nothing to offer or say.
I'm not even on a Christian mission,
just trying to say something different.
I don't please the freaks,
just the ones who still have some humanity left,
something I've kept for long enough.
So, why they should be rewarded more?
The ones who weren't taught to be mean?
The one who don't go...
#religion
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 5:45pm
14th Dec 2021 5:45pm
Di Ole Man Inna Di Church
(Patois)
A ole man goh a church service pahn Sunday.
Im always sidung a di back a di church.
Wen di pasta staat preach,
Di ole man mek nize ahn disturb im.
If im agree wid di pasta, im tan up ahn sey,
“Yes, sah; a suh mi seet tu.”
But if im nuh agree wid di pasta, im tan up ahn sey,
“No, sah; a nuh suh mi seet.”
A suh im gwaan inna church every time.
Di osha dem affi tell im fi kip quiat ar cum out.
The Old Man In The Church
(English translation)
An old man attends church service on Sundays.
He...
A ole man goh a church service pahn Sunday.
Im always sidung a di back a di church.
Wen di pasta staat preach,
Di ole man mek nize ahn disturb im.
If im agree wid di pasta, im tan up ahn sey,
“Yes, sah; a suh mi seet tu.”
But if im nuh agree wid di pasta, im tan up ahn sey,
“No, sah; a nuh suh mi seet.”
A suh im gwaan inna church every time.
Di osha dem affi tell im fi kip quiat ar cum out.
The Old Man In The Church
(English translation)
An old man attends church service on Sundays.
He...
#men
#religion
#funny #aging
#funny #aging
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OkajHcimbEkcin
Poem Published
26th Oct 2021 9:56am
26th Oct 2021 9:56am
why pray
I've tried to pray to god but he doesn't ever seem to hear me. prayers get mixed up with other believers or maybe its just a peer thing.
why would you ignore the ones closest to you when they ask for guidance?
cause see if i was the one labeled as god I'd be more than willing to provide it.
what's with all of this violence and hating each other you can't deny it.
avoid it with silence it is all you seem to do and the ones who claim to believe in you try to hide it.
why would you ignore the ones closest to you when they ask for guidance?
cause see if i was the one labeled as god I'd be more than willing to provide it.
what's with all of this violence and hating each other you can't deny it.
avoid it with silence it is all you seem to do and the ones who claim to believe in you try to hide it.
#religion
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
28th Dec 2017 7:52am
28th Dec 2017 7:52am
Celebrating You
Today is your special day
And even though you are a heaven away
We carry the cherished memory of you
Remembering 65 years ago today
You were born into the world
To bless our lives and touch our hearts.
You were heaven sent, a borrowed gift to us.
You were in the Earth but not of this world
You played the role of mom & friend
But Lord knows you were His angel
Sent with a mission to show us the perfect unity
That exists in heaven
Among the angels and saints
.
You were the glue that bound us together
Now you are gone,...
And even though you are a heaven away
We carry the cherished memory of you
Remembering 65 years ago today
You were born into the world
To bless our lives and touch our hearts.
You were heaven sent, a borrowed gift to us.
You were in the Earth but not of this world
You played the role of mom & friend
But Lord knows you were His angel
Sent with a mission to show us the perfect unity
That exists in heaven
Among the angels and saints
.
You were the glue that bound us together
Now you are gone,...
#love
#religion
#angels
#heaven
#memories
36 reads
5 Comments
SamSung
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 6:33am
3rd Jan 2022 6:33am
Something Precious and Priceless
How can you know me?
When you are yet to know yourself.
How can you meet me?
When you are far from yourself.
How can you hear from me?
When you are deaf to yourself.
How can you see me?
When you are blind.
How can you speak to me?
When you are dumb.
Seeing my mortal self
You think you know me:
Dissecting
Analyzing....
And assuming.
I am more than the masquerade
You see standing before you
Speaking and listening to you;
I am more than the mask
Smiling and laughing with you.
I am...
When you are yet to know yourself.
How can you meet me?
When you are far from yourself.
How can you hear from me?
When you are deaf to yourself.
How can you see me?
When you are blind.
How can you speak to me?
When you are dumb.
Seeing my mortal self
You think you know me:
Dissecting
Analyzing....
And assuming.
I am more than the masquerade
You see standing before you
Speaking and listening to you;
I am more than the mask
Smiling and laughing with you.
I am...
#religion
#spiritual
#philosophical
39 reads
2 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
8th Nov 2021 12:44pm
8th Nov 2021 12:44pm
DIDJESUSDANCE@DIDHE.COM
Doesn't anyone ever wonder if Jesus liked 2 Dance?
Or was he 2 busy,seriously busy,2 have Fun∆∆∆
©Wired6.29/10/2021
Or was he 2 busy,seriously busy,2 have Fun∆∆∆
©Wired6.29/10/2021
#religion
#God
#Christian
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