Spiritual Poems
#spiritual
Poems about spirituality and the soul. This poetry explores the deeper meaning of life, beyond the material world, through alternative ideas or mainstream religion. Spiritual poems illustrate faith in a higher being.
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rest assured
an artistry in the spilling of words onto the page
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
finessing the thoughts
stringing them together in a way to make one feel
deeply and passionately with tempo, rhythm and rhyme
sublime feeling when you get it just right
troubling the depths stirring emotions
connecting with one another
we poets are a different breed
hunting for just the right word play
something soft to fall on the ears
it's in the versed I find God
sleepiness of soul and I'm dreaming
ladybug sunshine and starlit horizons
my mind turns happiness over...
#happiness
#spiritual
#uplifting
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Spiritual Awakening
TO BE GRATEFUL AND THANKFUL AND BLESSED YET WHY is it that there is ways to go to escape, from the negativity and drama, but yet it doesn't matter what you think 🤔 and still feel. For sure we have to learn to truly navigate, through the process of the SUBCONSCIOUSNESS OF THOSE THINGS. THAT SEEMS TO JUST DRAW US IN SO many LEVELS OF CONTROL OVER US. YET I have found what I need to sustain life 🙏 for it's the truth of the nonsense that doesn't matter 😔 but yet it does sometimes. 🤨 For sure everything that we have to go through, is precious to life that sometimes...
#faith
#rebirth
#religion
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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One Plus One
God is who made man sinners, when he decided to make the rules.
The devil is why I think I can make it, because he fell and still made it through.
I'm not saying that I'm all evil. One plus one is what makes me too.
Categories? We're all God's children. He loves me, as He also loves you.
The devil is why I think I can make it, because he fell and still made it through.
I'm not saying that I'm all evil. One plus one is what makes me too.
Categories? We're all God's children. He loves me, as He also loves you.
#faith
#hope
#love
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Yule
It is yester evening
a promise is given
earth is lifted
sun tilts solstice eyed
I virago
daughter of Spica and Vesta
my sable fur whirls
damp from my quill
in swan necked light
awoken from the belly of Draco
where I witnessed these worlds again
held by my ancestors
as a soul I chose
this gift of life
beholden to this chalice
please drink from it
sip, dance, sing
while you may
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a promise is given
earth is lifted
sun tilts solstice eyed
I virago
daughter of Spica and Vesta
my sable fur whirls
damp from my quill
in swan necked light
awoken from the belly of Draco
where I witnessed these worlds again
held by my ancestors
as a soul I chose
this gift of life
beholden to this chalice
please drink from it
sip, dance, sing
while you may
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
#spiritual
#uplifting
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Witness
Be the ocean, the blue sky.
From that vastness
Witness the waves, the clouds
Settling and disappearing
Into stillness, emptiness
The light within.
From that vastness
Witness the waves, the clouds
Settling and disappearing
Into stillness, emptiness
The light within.
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Dying within
I'm.
Dying within and I ask myself.Is there even a God?Or is that just Something.
People want to believe in because this world is filled with evil and sin
Dying within and I ask myself.Is there even a God?Or is that just Something.
People want to believe in because this world is filled with evil and sin
#MentalHealth
#sadness
#spiritual
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Hallows eve not
Hallows eve after dark.
The sky a darker midnight blue.
Half moon hidden behind clouds.
All souls day not.
Just the closest, sat eve.
I heard fireworks earlier.
Sitting with a glass on the hill.
Not a breath of wind nor breeze.
Silence like death quiet as the grave.
Broken only by an electric taxi going by
My thoughts drifted on Halloween.
Atmosphere in the air enhanced the vibe.
The town below would be a riot of folk.
Dressed as if attacked.
By a carnival passing bye.
...
The sky a darker midnight blue.
Half moon hidden behind clouds.
All souls day not.
Just the closest, sat eve.
I heard fireworks earlier.
Sitting with a glass on the hill.
Not a breath of wind nor breeze.
Silence like death quiet as the grave.
Broken only by an electric taxi going by
My thoughts drifted on Halloween.
Atmosphere in the air enhanced the vibe.
The town below would be a riot of folk.
Dressed as if attacked.
By a carnival passing bye.
...
#kindness
#memories
#spiritual
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~ethereal :: shadoe
viz : shadoe
#admiration
#inspirational
#love
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
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waiting on a soul connection
little thoughts of beauty make me smile
with a grateful heart I enter another day
my hopes are that there are no surprises I can't handle
focusing on the positive
I won't get mean today
you wouldn't think that is a thing
but it is for the impatient
the key is to remember to be present in the moment
not racing ahead to the next destination
taking my time to smile at people
instead of cutting them with my eyes
it's been brought to my attention how vivid I can be
altering myself I realize I don't want to be sour
I want...
with a grateful heart I enter another day
my hopes are that there are no surprises I can't handle
focusing on the positive
I won't get mean today
you wouldn't think that is a thing
but it is for the impatient
the key is to remember to be present in the moment
not racing ahead to the next destination
taking my time to smile at people
instead of cutting them with my eyes
it's been brought to my attention how vivid I can be
altering myself I realize I don't want to be sour
I want...
#love
#spiritual
#support
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~from a rustic singlet.. to ‘being’ maestro’s shrilly couplet
darkness
in. with the core paining pooling in
endless melancholy, eyes liquesce
as swollen big glassy rafflesia bloom
shreds out as stricken finesse threads
elusive.. only weaves back darkly black
to a melancholic bird of sunless curse
sings in solitude a cryptic cuckooing in
twilight tune in a deep digging churn
a truthful yearn
that conspires a divine duet
from your marrying in arrival
reverberates in high pitched
tempos..
...
in. with the core paining pooling in
endless melancholy, eyes liquesce
as swollen big glassy rafflesia bloom
shreds out as stricken finesse threads
elusive.. only weaves back darkly black
to a melancholic bird of sunless curse
sings in solitude a cryptic cuckooing in
twilight tune in a deep digging churn
a truthful yearn
that conspires a divine duet
from your marrying in arrival
reverberates in high pitched
tempos..
...
#love
#music
#StreamOfConsciousness
#sensual
#spiritual
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Spiritual Warfare
Seduction lives on the wicked side of town
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
Concrete jungle with snakes lurking around
Street jesters forced to don an empty frown
Corporate hacks make deals on holy ground
Human cattle used as labor for the machine
Until artificial intelligence replaces all people
New opportunities lean toward the obscene
Wealthy beasts service him inside his steeple
New age sycophants bow to a demonic god
He’s evil incarnate in the finest designer suit
Built a kingdom with countless acts of fraud
Spiritual warfare’s a seed still producing...
#spiritual
#war
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Sounds in Translation
"All day, all night, Mary Ann............."
With the scent of Nirvana's philosophy
and the imaginable nature of the mind
Listening to the sounds in translation
rising from Mother Earth, reborn after
death in the here and now with the
voice of the tenor's oboe. "Down by
the seaside siftin' sand."
With the scent of Nirvana's philosophy
and the imaginable nature of the mind
Listening to the sounds in translation
rising from Mother Earth, reborn after
death in the here and now with the
voice of the tenor's oboe. "Down by
the seaside siftin' sand."
#Buddhist
#spiritual
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