Poems About Religion by Top Critiquers
#religion
Poems about religion by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
30th Dec 2022 4:13am
30th Dec 2022 4:13am
Walk With Me
You asked me if I'm God
Then enter the gates and cross the yard
You have just entered Grace
And crossed Evil's face
Then walk in to the halls
See that mirror on the wall
Peer at the image
See an eternity of love, hate, joy, and rage
Things that could've been saved
My gift to you, to you I gave
Which you ravished, burned, and even enslaved
To call it Earth is being brave
But there was more to Earth
Things of bliss, things of worth
I gave you to each other
To co-exist as sisters and...
Then enter the gates and cross the yard
You have just entered Grace
And crossed Evil's face
Then walk in to the halls
See that mirror on the wall
Peer at the image
See an eternity of love, hate, joy, and rage
Things that could've been saved
My gift to you, to you I gave
Which you ravished, burned, and even enslaved
To call it Earth is being brave
But there was more to Earth
Things of bliss, things of worth
I gave you to each other
To co-exist as sisters and...
#religion
#spiritual
375 reads
5 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2024 1:50pm
23rd Mar 2024 1:50pm
Totumolong, the Little People
when our world was young
and spirits dance and play
and nature's essence holds sway
we lived around its prismatic light
hand in hand existing
waterfalls thundered
and rainbows were born
among its sprays
Totumolong a pretty sight
slim girth a foot in height
they lived where the moss were
where ferns wrapped rocks
harmony with the spirits
breathing in air invigorating
sipping spring water, pure and clear
we lived with understanding of nature
mountaintops where the water flows
to the...
and spirits dance and play
and nature's essence holds sway
we lived around its prismatic light
hand in hand existing
waterfalls thundered
and rainbows were born
among its sprays
Totumolong a pretty sight
slim girth a foot in height
they lived where the moss were
where ferns wrapped rocks
harmony with the spirits
breathing in air invigorating
sipping spring water, pure and clear
we lived with understanding of nature
mountaintops where the water flows
to the...
#religion
#fairies
#WritingPoetry
260 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 8:19pm
5th Sep 2024 8:19pm
The Day Of Reckoning (COTS)
To know the mark of the beast, look upon they embedded of thy kissed face
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
216 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 00:26am
5th Jan 2025 00:26am
Hospice Arms
In death's hospice arms seeking asylum
giving into the morphine running deep
with no more shadows to burn
oblivious to the pain
Delivering my soliloquy to the tides
dire to my lucid wings
in death's hospice arms seeking asylum
giving into the morphine running deep
with no more shadows to burn
oblivious to the pain
Delivering my soliloquy to the tides
dire to my lucid wings
in death's hospice arms seeking asylum
#faith
#philosophical
#religion #spiritual
#religion #spiritual
87 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 6:41am
29th Jan 2025 6:41am
Plastic Jesus
Plastic Jesus
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
The Lethe magic of
a blue spandex swirl
of bicycle shorts
Clothes the articles
Of her Declaration of Independence
From the torrential male reign
Of hurricane force designs
On her surrogate womb
For your thermonuclear embryos
Spun into mossy opium dream
Begat by prophetic voices yearning to be heard
By cloven tongued evangelists of Golgotha ...
#apocalypse
#lust
#religion
#sex
#women
123 reads
4 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
10th Jun 2023 6:12pm
10th Jun 2023 6:12pm
Thugs of God
Standing on top
Of glamour hill
Typed tongues
Like bible pages
Dressed in black and white
Spewing ancient words
For the modern ages
Dealing forgiveness
Addicting the human race
Eucharist pills
Washed down in wine
Without a trace
Pass out the gold
Donation bowl
Cash in their sin
For a pass into the
Lambent land
Buying priceless souls
Dressed in grey
But I'm going to make
My own way
Build my own church
Made with my
Soul's kaleidoscope life
...
Of glamour hill
Typed tongues
Like bible pages
Dressed in black and white
Spewing ancient words
For the modern ages
Dealing forgiveness
Addicting the human race
Eucharist pills
Washed down in wine
Without a trace
Pass out the gold
Donation bowl
Cash in their sin
For a pass into the
Lambent land
Buying priceless souls
Dressed in grey
But I'm going to make
My own way
Build my own church
Made with my
Soul's kaleidoscope life
...
#forgiveness
#religion
#heaven
378 reads
24 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
Today 8:07am
Today 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
10 reads
0 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 11:56am
24th Apr 2024 11:56am
Hymn to King Penda
bent in two, your crooked crown
speaks of distance between
land and sky
of Mercia burning alive
drummed by the feet of Saxons
who proclaimed a different name
beat you with that one true God
unfamiliar to a heathen tongue
and so, I think of you fondly
as I sit beneath a tree in England
your bones quaking in familiar mud
tangled with tree roots, those boggy oaks
that rot slowly—
life becoming death
death becoming eternity
and I note the gold cross
they branded you with
becomes sand running ...
speaks of distance between
land and sky
of Mercia burning alive
drummed by the feet of Saxons
who proclaimed a different name
beat you with that one true God
unfamiliar to a heathen tongue
and so, I think of you fondly
as I sit beneath a tree in England
your bones quaking in familiar mud
tangled with tree roots, those boggy oaks
that rot slowly—
life becoming death
death becoming eternity
and I note the gold cross
they branded you with
becomes sand running ...
#Britain
#pagan
#religion
139 reads
5 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
1st Apr 2023 3:26pm
1st Apr 2023 3:26pm
Drag Queens and Blue Eyed Jesus
Here we are banning books about Rosa Parks
while the Pastor dresses in drag on Sunday
spewing a sermon of love that sounds more like hate
then goes home to berate his wife and children
but that's o.k. he asked for forgiveness
so next Sunday he'll expose the evils of bourbon
white Jesus with his flowing locks and blue eyes
carrying all his divine interventions
can't seem to rise above it all ...
while the Pastor dresses in drag on Sunday
spewing a sermon of love that sounds more like hate
then goes home to berate his wife and children
but that's o.k. he asked for forgiveness
so next Sunday he'll expose the evils of bourbon
white Jesus with his flowing locks and blue eyes
carrying all his divine interventions
can't seem to rise above it all ...
#anger
#death
#religion #hypocrisy
#religion #hypocrisy
502 reads
7 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 5:40pm
14th Apr 2024 5:40pm
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
227 reads
6 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
7th Aug 2022 11:32pm
7th Aug 2022 11:32pm
fool's gold
I saw a rainbow
two days in a row
I thought that it
might have been
symbolic
a small sigh of
redemption
or proof of something
mystic, bigger
but it isn't
...but it's nice to
think that,
though
two days in a row
I thought that it
might have been
symbolic
a small sigh of
redemption
or proof of something
mystic, bigger
but it isn't
...but it's nice to
think that,
though
#religion
#mythology
#philosophical
419 reads
9 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 5:02am
15th Jun 2024 5:02am
Crossroads
Your perceptions.
Question fidelity.
The contradictions.
Bear no integrity.
There's intersection.
Some deem it incorrect.
Depart said congregation.
Create another sect.
Not to mention.
All of the bloodshed.
Faith in the institution.
Justifies the dead.
Moral high ground.
I really think not.
Its hardly profound.
Countlessly rewrite the plot.
But it's fine.
It's all alien to me.
Reading between lines.
Is not for all to see.
Question fidelity.
The contradictions.
Bear no integrity.
There's intersection.
Some deem it incorrect.
Depart said congregation.
Create another sect.
Not to mention.
All of the bloodshed.
Faith in the institution.
Justifies the dead.
Moral high ground.
I really think not.
Its hardly profound.
Countlessly rewrite the plot.
But it's fine.
It's all alien to me.
Reading between lines.
Is not for all to see.
#religion
108 reads
0 Comments
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