Long Poems About Religion
#religion
Long poems about religion. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Spanker
Poem Published
16th Nov 2021 2:51am
16th Nov 2021 2:51am
Anglican Pagan
Warning
Multiple triggers possible
Please cover your ears & or leave
I apologize:
For being happy
A sin in the Woke religion
Where misery, suffering & victim-hood are mandated
Yes I’m a heretic
And guilty of thought crime
Sorry Big Brother, sorry Big Sister
Sorry Cancel Culture, sorry Black Lives Matter
Sorry LGBTQI Plus-Plus-Kiss-Kiss-Bang-Bang
Sorry Twitter trolls, sorry ANTIFA
Sorry Anti-vaccine communities, sorry Eco-warriors
Confession:
I’m Anglican Pagan
Confession:
I’m a...
Multiple triggers possible
Please cover your ears & or leave
I apologize:
For being happy
A sin in the Woke religion
Where misery, suffering & victim-hood are mandated
Yes I’m a heretic
And guilty of thought crime
Sorry Big Brother, sorry Big Sister
Sorry Cancel Culture, sorry Black Lives Matter
Sorry LGBTQI Plus-Plus-Kiss-Kiss-Bang-Bang
Sorry Twitter trolls, sorry ANTIFA
Sorry Anti-vaccine communities, sorry Eco-warriors
Confession:
I’m Anglican Pagan
Confession:
I’m a...
#love
#religion
#culture #morality
#culture #morality
51 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Oct 2021 10:22pm
30th Oct 2021 10:22pm
In The Beginning...
I am sorry time cannot stand still for us
The weight of forever is upon fate
The times when laughter was so new
Tears upon us we rejoiced in merriment
Within our stride showed confidence in our daily journeys
Presence upon the face of the earth meant we are here, we have arrived
Doors of opportunities were opened for us
Love scents we sniffed in fragrant air
Passion you can taste of another
The giddiness to feel the warmth of contentment down to the marrow of our souls
Arrogant...
The weight of forever is upon fate
The times when laughter was so new
Tears upon us we rejoiced in merriment
Within our stride showed confidence in our daily journeys
Presence upon the face of the earth meant we are here, we have arrived
Doors of opportunities were opened for us
Love scents we sniffed in fragrant air
Passion you can taste of another
The giddiness to feel the warmth of contentment down to the marrow of our souls
Arrogant...
#religion
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
89 reads
7 Comments
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
56 reads
1 Comment
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
56 reads
4 Comments
King_Seraphiel
Joshua Jamal
Joshua Jamal
Poem Published
24th Sep 2021 6:36pm
24th Sep 2021 6:36pm
False Hope
I remember when the suit that's hung for occasions was casual wear and the most exotic thing woman wore was their hair. We are progress and are yet a foreshadow of a foreseen doom. But we overlook doom and replace it with Jesus is coming very soon. Embracing custom truth and robbing truth from its authenticity. "Why worry about the whole story I just want to focus on me." "l don't need drama I need blessings." "Counting the gifts that my God gave me not even adhering to the warfare and trials that awaits me, why? Because the Lord takes care of me." While you remain in a place of receiving you...
#religion
#faith
48 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 7:13pm
29th Aug 2021 7:13pm
Who's Eru Iluvatar?
Tell me, who is Eru the Creator?"
Who has ever heard of him?
Vague memories gave air to
a space where the faded could sing,
to create a world of itself's perfection,
nothing could repeat the landscape,
therefore, Eru's a Son Co-Ordinating the action
point of the progressive attainment of fate.
"Let's make a mortal of our image Own"
The Father, the Son and the Spirit Holy proclaimed.
The paradise son promised before the Father's throne
to protect his realm from rebellions disdained.
Therefore, if we think a little...
Who has ever heard of him?
Vague memories gave air to
a space where the faded could sing,
to create a world of itself's perfection,
nothing could repeat the landscape,
therefore, Eru's a Son Co-Ordinating the action
point of the progressive attainment of fate.
"Let's make a mortal of our image Own"
The Father, the Son and the Spirit Holy proclaimed.
The paradise son promised before the Father's throne
to protect his realm from rebellions disdained.
Therefore, if we think a little...
#religion
#God
#spiritual
#heaven
#JRRTolkien
86 reads
4 Comments
Em-ily
_Erica
_Erica
Poem Published
11th Aug 2021 3:54am
11th Aug 2021 3:54am
Of Faith, part One
No one ever used religion to abuse
me or my brothers; Or our brains..
Our upbringing, madness and tyranny were in our upbringing, but religion, God willing, was never used as a tool to serve all this. It was never used in our household for control service. So I have
Luck in this way
I strongly believe in the importance of religion for
myself, and it is very important to me
that religion and I go together. This is what the practice
of faith - within the study of magic - did to ...
me or my brothers; Or our brains..
Our upbringing, madness and tyranny were in our upbringing, but religion, God willing, was never used as a tool to serve all this. It was never used in our household for control service. So I have
Luck in this way
I strongly believe in the importance of religion for
myself, and it is very important to me
that religion and I go together. This is what the practice
of faith - within the study of magic - did to ...
#religion
95 reads
4 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
31st Jul 2021 6:46am
31st Jul 2021 6:46am
Mortgaging Paradise
Ignite the light in a sky of black
When the void surrounds us
Circumstantial disadvantages
Night lies when it speaks of hopelessness
Mercy at dawn, born a peace treaty
Life given to be laid down
From unseen riches partaking of a beggars crown
I've no words for glory but to behold
Ransom from the cradle to save my broken soul
Can I hear Your heart behind the words?
Sacred letters made to post card marketing
Timeless the cryptic writing of everlasting truth
Commercializing the consumer's Christ
Traditional conveyor...
When the void surrounds us
Circumstantial disadvantages
Night lies when it speaks of hopelessness
Mercy at dawn, born a peace treaty
Life given to be laid down
From unseen riches partaking of a beggars crown
I've no words for glory but to behold
Ransom from the cradle to save my broken soul
Can I hear Your heart behind the words?
Sacred letters made to post card marketing
Timeless the cryptic writing of everlasting truth
Commercializing the consumer's Christ
Traditional conveyor...
#Christmas
#holiday
#religion
#God
#consumerism
100 reads
2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2021 10:19pm
23rd Jun 2021 10:19pm
Homeless, The First Time (Part 5)
Not again, I thought. But I had only two choices. Check in at reception and fill out the necessary forms, or sleep rough.
I arrived from Wales on the Saturday afternoon. By the Monday, I was drinking a bottle of cinzano on the Cathedral Green, not really caring who saw. The sweet intoxicating liquid offered some relief, though only temporarily, and when I woke in the morning, I knew I couldn't go on in this way.
Having no idea of how to rejoin normal society, I prayed quietly, pleading with God for a place of my own. Later, I spoke to a Baptist minister whom I'd known...
I arrived from Wales on the Saturday afternoon. By the Monday, I was drinking a bottle of cinzano on the Cathedral Green, not really caring who saw. The sweet intoxicating liquid offered some relief, though only temporarily, and when I woke in the morning, I knew I couldn't go on in this way.
Having no idea of how to rejoin normal society, I prayed quietly, pleading with God for a place of my own. Later, I spoke to a Baptist minister whom I'd known...
#religion
#music
#alcohol #homelessness
#alcohol #homelessness
139 reads
12 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
15th Jun 2021 10:31pm
15th Jun 2021 10:31pm
The Third World War / Abandon Earth
THE THIRD WORLD WAR
Though we were, wearily wary, we had already been duped and decoyed
History will say, that our vaunted technology was alien and long deployed
Ensconced in all our nightmares, they were peripheral, benign and vague
Turning from our saviours to our cullers, with fusion power and the plague
How it happened no one knows, they grew in strength like they did before
In our defence it wasn't us, as it was them who started the third world war
Robots, from the ancient world, appeared like metallic monsters from Hell
Decimating allies and...
Though we were, wearily wary, we had already been duped and decoyed
History will say, that our vaunted technology was alien and long deployed
Ensconced in all our nightmares, they were peripheral, benign and vague
Turning from our saviours to our cullers, with fusion power and the plague
How it happened no one knows, they grew in strength like they did before
In our defence it wasn't us, as it was them who started the third world war
Robots, from the ancient world, appeared like metallic monsters from Hell
Decimating allies and...
#technology
#religion
#apocalypse #scifi
#apocalypse #scifi
113 reads
cloventongue89
Poem Published
14th Jun 2021 3:12am
14th Jun 2021 3:12am
You Bleed More Beautifully Than Even Roses Bloom…
I draw my voice in these letters
And drink from my heart like a poison well
Regurgitating a thought
In an attempt to make meaning of the madness
Line by line, what’s at the end of each line
But a statement racing towards making sense
Of myself in light of shadows
Waiting on a delayed train of thought
Like slow release and gradually learning to feel again
Breathe in a vape pen, the ink is a progressive boil
Rolling its way into meaning while stillness fools the onlooker
Standing stationary at the surface
Till the fire...
And drink from my heart like a poison well
Regurgitating a thought
In an attempt to make meaning of the madness
Line by line, what’s at the end of each line
But a statement racing towards making sense
Of myself in light of shadows
Waiting on a delayed train of thought
Like slow release and gradually learning to feel again
Breathe in a vape pen, the ink is a progressive boil
Rolling its way into meaning while stillness fools the onlooker
Standing stationary at the surface
Till the fire...
#religion
#God
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual
108 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
11th Jun 2021 6:07pm
11th Jun 2021 6:07pm
Bow Your Head
#dark
#death
#religion #deception
#religion #deception
173 reads
2 Comments
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