Spiritual Poems
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Here you'll find poems about religion, spirituality and atheism. Whether you're a spiritual person or not, this is where you can present, through poetry, your beliefs about if and what exists outside of our own physical world experiences. Poems in this area will ask questions and/or suggest answers. These include ideas about gods and higher beings, who and what they are and if they exist at all. Poems about scientific theories on existence are also welcome, along with New Age beliefs like Occultism, astrology, and metaphysics. So too is poetry about Paganism, psychic powers, voodoo rituals and cults. This category showcases spiritual poems the DU Poetry way: with lots of different points of view and where an open mind is essential.
moon_bather
Poem Published
Today 3:30am
Today 3:30am
the Tao
Horton got it right
We are a mere speck
Of a speck
Of a speck, et cetera
We can’t begin to fathom
Why we can’t fathom
What we can’t fathom
A million miles up there
Does not even begin
To touch the surface
Of the surface
The sun and the moon
Barely (in)significant
In its course
No comparison, immeasurable
There are no boundary lines
It does not break nor bend
There is no pre-emptive design
There is no end
You have no answers
There is no end
We are a mere speck
Of a speck
Of a speck, et cetera
We can’t begin to fathom
Why we can’t fathom
What we can’t fathom
A million miles up there
Does not even begin
To touch the surface
Of the surface
The sun and the moon
Barely (in)significant
In its course
No comparison, immeasurable
There are no boundary lines
It does not break nor bend
There is no pre-emptive design
There is no end
You have no answers
There is no end
#moon
#philosophical
#spiritual
#Taoism
#universe
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3 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:51pm
Yesterday 7:51pm
Eternity is a long time.
I hope there is no afterlife
At least none that lasts forever
Which is silly in itself as time is a human construct and so is forever and infinity.
First digression....damn I'll try and stay on topic.
I hope there is no afterlife
Where we get to spend forever with those we love.
Which is silly in itself as love is also a human construct .
Second digression....damn I'll try and stay on topic.
Three digressions and I'm out.
Some fabulous people I've met in my life.
Not least of them being...
At least none that lasts forever
Which is silly in itself as time is a human construct and so is forever and infinity.
First digression....damn I'll try and stay on topic.
I hope there is no afterlife
Where we get to spend forever with those we love.
Which is silly in itself as love is also a human construct .
Second digression....damn I'll try and stay on topic.
Three digressions and I'm out.
Some fabulous people I've met in my life.
Not least of them being...
#philosophical
31 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:12pm
Yesterday 2:12pm
The Whispers of the Eternal
I am the wind, that shifts endlessly, never still,
I walk the earth where mountains rise, then fall.
All things are born, yet in time they will die,
Return to dust, one truth, the greatest call.
Can you see the silent lotus, blooming through the mire,
Its petals soft, but rooted in the deep.
So too, you find wisdom through the fire,
In the darkest places, let your spirit leap.
The river’s current carries both pain and grace,
Suffering, like rain, falls where it may,
Yet through the storm, the heart must find its place,
For...
I walk the earth where mountains rise, then fall.
All things are born, yet in time they will die,
Return to dust, one truth, the greatest call.
Can you see the silent lotus, blooming through the mire,
Its petals soft, but rooted in the deep.
So too, you find wisdom through the fire,
In the darkest places, let your spirit leap.
The river’s current carries both pain and grace,
Suffering, like rain, falls where it may,
Yet through the storm, the heart must find its place,
For...
#happiness
#love
#peace
29 reads
0 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:10am
Yesterday 8:10am
This Life
In spite of all the danger
Pray to the Heaven's above
Packed in life's container
What's the meaning of?
Applause the final curtain
Taking your final puff
Spectators serving sermons
All in the name of love
Pray to the Heaven's above
Packed in life's container
What's the meaning of?
Applause the final curtain
Taking your final puff
Spectators serving sermons
All in the name of love
#fate
#philosophical
#spiritual
33 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:55am
Yesterday 00:55am
songs of loss and innocence
they play forever in your head
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
#death
#LifeCycle
#memories #spiritual
#memories #spiritual
35 reads
1 Comment
MalcolmG
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 7:53pm
19th Nov 2024 7:53pm
Lust and the Devil
I am told that the devil is a name
spoken only by the wicked and fearful,
a shadow cast on by the soul's yearning,
an accusation that stains the lips.
But yet they speaks of righteousness,
when their body trembles with desire?
"Who then amongst you dares to call lust a sin or immoral, when it beats like fire deep within your soul, the pulse of your life itself, breathing flames into the hollows of your hungry heart?"
It pulls the heart, it stirs the mind,
A craving wild, a tie that binds the blind.
but in its wake, the soul...
spoken only by the wicked and fearful,
a shadow cast on by the soul's yearning,
an accusation that stains the lips.
But yet they speaks of righteousness,
when their body trembles with desire?
"Who then amongst you dares to call lust a sin or immoral, when it beats like fire deep within your soul, the pulse of your life itself, breathing flames into the hollows of your hungry heart?"
It pulls the heart, it stirs the mind,
A craving wild, a tie that binds the blind.
but in its wake, the soul...
#devil
#lust
#StreamOfConsciousness
37 reads
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cabcool
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 3:31pm
19th Nov 2024 3:31pm
2024 November Poems >> i fathom not why He should choose the least
No. 08
i fathom not why He should choose the least
an awe-inspired confessional
Remembering Eerie
“It is not death that a man should fear,
but he should fear never beginning to live.”―Marcus Aurelius
i wonder if it's almost time to die,
because my bloom is as the century palm
whose shoot with fragrance paints the evening sky
of spikenard, for its withering of calm.
am i the thornbird with his sweetest song, ...
i fathom not why He should choose the least
an awe-inspired confessional
Remembering Eerie
“It is not death that a man should fear,
but he should fear never beginning to live.”―Marcus Aurelius
i wonder if it's almost time to die,
because my bloom is as the century palm
whose shoot with fragrance paints the evening sky
of spikenard, for its withering of calm.
am i the thornbird with his sweetest song, ...
#death
#grief
#memorial #respect
#memorial #respect
35 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 6:30am
19th Nov 2024 6:30am
Night & Day
Blank canvas darkness
That night inspiration
Nocturnal aesthetic offers
Glowing in moonscape transpose
A moment here disposed
Fallen shadow contrast
Light shed gravity
Anticipated still
Silent reflection
Through fading position
Dimensional ether
Like diametric angles
Stars in the sky
Symmetry supposed
The pale white dance
Whence dawn returns
Over time's horizon
With wondrous synergy
Observant equilibrium
Attempting balance
Vibrance opens
Radiant...
That night inspiration
Nocturnal aesthetic offers
Glowing in moonscape transpose
A moment here disposed
Fallen shadow contrast
Light shed gravity
Anticipated still
Silent reflection
Through fading position
Dimensional ether
Like diametric angles
Stars in the sky
Symmetry supposed
The pale white dance
Whence dawn returns
Over time's horizon
With wondrous synergy
Observant equilibrium
Attempting balance
Vibrance opens
Radiant...
#hope
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#spiritual
47 reads
2 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 2:18am
19th Nov 2024 2:18am
Oxygen
Will your last breath be an exhale that just continues on until all air is gone?
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
#earth
#fire
#water
37 reads
3 Comments
scatteredsilence
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 1:03pm
18th Nov 2024 1:03pm
The ways of the lost
In and out of consciousness, they lay…
Spread-eagled upon a bed of scorn
Waiting for you to defy their preconceptions
Holding their breath as you ponder such naive innocence
Cat like eyes narrow in concentration
Your impenetrable focus centres on them
Poised for the kill,
call it love under will
After this night, will they survive still?
They can’t begin to understand how this will feel
Stripping clothes
Hurting them while no one knows
A hand navigates the forbidden
No mercy for you, the unforgiven
Not here...
Spread-eagled upon a bed of scorn
Waiting for you to defy their preconceptions
Holding their breath as you ponder such naive innocence
Cat like eyes narrow in concentration
Your impenetrable focus centres on them
Poised for the kill,
call it love under will
After this night, will they survive still?
They can’t begin to understand how this will feel
Stripping clothes
Hurting them while no one knows
A hand navigates the forbidden
No mercy for you, the unforgiven
Not here...
#abuse
#hell
#morality
23 reads
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:56am
18th Nov 2024 6:56am
Respite Under Arches
O house of splendor, temple divine
With vaults that in gilded radiance shine!
Thy arches soar, as prayers take flight
To pierce the veil of the eternal night
Thy pillars, twelve, as prophets of old
Proclaim the truths in stories told
Each stone a witness, each wall a creed
To Him who hath met our every need
The rose-hued glass, in splendor bright
Transforms the sun to heavenly light
Its beams cascade in hallowed streams
As angels sing of sacred dreams
The sacred font, in marble hewn
Doth whisper of the coming...
With vaults that in gilded radiance shine!
Thy arches soar, as prayers take flight
To pierce the veil of the eternal night
Thy pillars, twelve, as prophets of old
Proclaim the truths in stories told
Each stone a witness, each wall a creed
To Him who hath met our every need
The rose-hued glass, in splendor bright
Transforms the sun to heavenly light
Its beams cascade in hallowed streams
As angels sing of sacred dreams
The sacred font, in marble hewn
Doth whisper of the coming...
#Christian
#God
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
46 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 6:46am
16th Nov 2024 6:46am
Right n Wrong
Right n wrong
There is no right and wrong
Between heaven and hell
Can’t blur the lines
Lies fall down in the valley of satan
Truth leads me to the light
Facts become fiction
Spinning out a webs of lies
Sorting through the truth of right n wrong
Fiction becomes the truth
Leads me somewhere true and clean
Fiction doesn’t go away
Forms of conspiracy
Black is black and white is white
No grey in the truth
Rabbit goes down the hole
You don’t have to follow
There is no right and wrong
Between heaven and hell
Can’t blur the lines
Lies fall down in the valley of satan
Truth leads me to the light
Facts become fiction
Spinning out a webs of lies
Sorting through the truth of right n wrong
Fiction becomes the truth
Leads me somewhere true and clean
Fiction doesn’t go away
Forms of conspiracy
Black is black and white is white
No grey in the truth
Rabbit goes down the hole
You don’t have to follow
#lies
#morality
#TruthOfLife
47 reads
0 Comments
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