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.
cobralips
Poem Published
Today 5:47pm
Today 5:47pm
Ebb and Flow
I was born in the wood--
The wood between worlds,
The wood created by poets
Who loved their muses.
I walk the path of silence--
The path that leads no where,
The path created by poets
Who dwelt in their madness.
I speak in tongues with the beasts--
The beasts who raised me,
The beasts created by poets
Who gathered with druids.
As I cry stale tears, a cold wind blows,
The tress move to and fro--
The ebb and flow--
A midnight storm!
My ancestors are calling me:
"As Above so Below".
I follow the...
The wood between worlds,
The wood created by poets
Who loved their muses.
I walk the path of silence--
The path that leads no where,
The path created by poets
Who dwelt in their madness.
I speak in tongues with the beasts--
The beasts who raised me,
The beasts created by poets
Who gathered with druids.
As I cry stale tears, a cold wind blows,
The tress move to and fro--
The ebb and flow--
A midnight storm!
My ancestors are calling me:
"As Above so Below".
I follow the...
#identity
#nature
#spiritual #magic
#spiritual #magic
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Kaleidoscope_Heart
Poem Published
Today 5:42pm
Today 5:42pm
Shipwrecked
I back into the sea, where life is waiting to create God ( over and over again).
In this return, I remember what was forgotten ( what is meant to re-remember).
I forget this place in phases. I hunger for this place.
Hungry to return again.
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I want to enjoy the small things alone with you....
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During one of my last manic episodes, I went back (spontaneous and unannounced) to my childhood room, to uncover years and years of writing ( boxes of profound sentimental nonsense) just to learn more about a dream...
In this return, I remember what was forgotten ( what is meant to re-remember).
I forget this place in phases. I hunger for this place.
Hungry to return again.
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I want to enjoy the small things alone with you....
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During one of my last manic episodes, I went back (spontaneous and unannounced) to my childhood room, to uncover years and years of writing ( boxes of profound sentimental nonsense) just to learn more about a dream...
#dreams
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
Today 1:50pm
Today 1:50pm
enigmatic eyelands' an A L I G N, divine
fibrous legs shred out in shambles
shakeably uprooting from the base
its innards…clog up here and there in
racy calving middles, a hardening pull
-in wholly consuming dichotomy
sudden slinging sliding mudcretous
derailment in a combative kimura
an avalanche
of a rapid firing pain-starched hirsute broomsticks
that were quite lying just before as astutely bundled
poramboke block, now in a buzz, whining continuously
in an iconoclastical humming silence
...
shakeably uprooting from the base
its innards…clog up here and there in
racy calving middles, a hardening pull
-in wholly consuming dichotomy
sudden slinging sliding mudcretous
derailment in a combative kimura
an avalanche
of a rapid firing pain-starched hirsute broomsticks
that were quite lying just before as astutely bundled
poramboke block, now in a buzz, whining continuously
in an iconoclastical humming silence
...
#courage
#mother
#identity
#war
#LifeStruggles
15 reads
6 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
Today 7:21am
Today 7:21am
Aether woman's gaze
Sketches scripture on her stone
Moon face toward phased mother
Stars consume our notion gone,
Planet near every spiritual birth
Sun's proxy within a spirit mother
One mother being matter earth,
Existing halted mere on second
Soul generating a musical mother
Strikes poem, unending heaven.
Moon face toward phased mother
Stars consume our notion gone,
Planet near every spiritual birth
Sun's proxy within a spirit mother
One mother being matter earth,
Existing halted mere on second
Soul generating a musical mother
Strikes poem, unending heaven.
#spiritual
#magic
#philosophical
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Periwinkleblue
Poem Published
Today 4:21am
Today 4:21am
Thirteenth Hour
When Full Moon glowing takes a bow
Anchor in your hearts desiring,
Make no mistake, it is firing
Into the lucky night, avow
Now such loves are made fast, so
Nothing can last till Moons glowing,
Make no mistake, we're wiring
For destinies arms may allow
In the thirteenth hour to show
The skies where fate is lacking
For our own paths we're aspiring,
Into the perfect hours sown.
Let the time herald no sad woes,
But embrace a new life admiring
The setting of the suns blinding,
Knowing...
Anchor in your hearts desiring,
Make no mistake, it is firing
Into the lucky night, avow
Now such loves are made fast, so
Nothing can last till Moons glowing,
Make no mistake, we're wiring
For destinies arms may allow
In the thirteenth hour to show
The skies where fate is lacking
For our own paths we're aspiring,
Into the perfect hours sown.
Let the time herald no sad woes,
But embrace a new life admiring
The setting of the suns blinding,
Knowing...
#fate
#magic
#luck
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2 Comments
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
Today 2:22am
Today 2:22am
Holy Cause
Come and hop aboard my lifelong childhood cause
Before the swirl in the ocean makes it come to a pause
It’s not at all what it seems
Just trying to fulfil my dreams
Paddling up stream, to reach a sandy shore
Seeing distant island mirages, with no solid ocean floor
Time to get me off this sail, before its put up for sale
I’ll instead join a holy cause, that one day, will find the holy grail.
Before the swirl in the ocean makes it come to a pause
It’s not at all what it seems
Just trying to fulfil my dreams
Paddling up stream, to reach a sandy shore
Seeing distant island mirages, with no solid ocean floor
Time to get me off this sail, before its put up for sale
I’ll instead join a holy cause, that one day, will find the holy grail.
#dreams
#LifeGoals
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
Today 2:10am
Today 2:10am
Genesis One Preaches THEISTIC EVOLUTION
On FaceBook i belong to a group that discusses the origins questions:
why is the universe here? How did life come about?
Fundamentalist Christians that are part of the group always claim that evolution says Man is just an accident.
Life is meaningless if u believe in evolution, according to YEC (Young Earth Creationists).
They have made the big mistake of turning evolution over to the atheists completely.
"We have to define evolution according to how the atheists define things" - the YECers act like.
I say No-No-No. The atheists' s definition isn't mandatory...
why is the universe here? How did life come about?
Fundamentalist Christians that are part of the group always claim that evolution says Man is just an accident.
Life is meaningless if u believe in evolution, according to YEC (Young Earth Creationists).
They have made the big mistake of turning evolution over to the atheists completely.
"We have to define evolution according to how the atheists define things" - the YECers act like.
I say No-No-No. The atheists' s definition isn't mandatory...
#dogs
#animals
#nature
19 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:35pm
Yesterday 10:35pm
absence of logic and presence of pain
( after Rupi Kaur )
#spiritual
#meditation
#philosophical
#wisdom
#RupiKaur
52 reads
10 Comments
Kaleidoscope_Heart
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:41am
Yesterday 5:41am
Frauds are never Free
I’m a fraud straddling the fence between wild and tame.
I’m not courageous enough to run free.
And I’m not content enough to enjoy the sanity of shelter in peace.
Who am I?
Who have I been?
What is joy?
(why does mine feel like sin?)
I miss the mess....
I miss the muddy heart I used to have,
running alone barefoot through forest during a summer thunderstorm, and convinced that the rain was speaking to me in scared geometry.
This was me.
I chased the patterns and counted down the...
I’m not courageous enough to run free.
And I’m not content enough to enjoy the sanity of shelter in peace.
Who am I?
Who have I been?
What is joy?
(why does mine feel like sin?)
I miss the mess....
I miss the muddy heart I used to have,
running alone barefoot through forest during a summer thunderstorm, and convinced that the rain was speaking to me in scared geometry.
This was me.
I chased the patterns and counted down the...
#SelfReflection
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LIFE4ME
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 4:18pm
13th Sep 2019 4:18pm
Standing Before God
many words spoken
are sacrifices of fools
standing before God
the foolish don't know
that their actions are evil
draw near to listen
are sacrifices of fools
standing before God
the foolish don't know
that their actions are evil
draw near to listen
#Christian
#spiritual
#haiku
21 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 2:45pm
13th Sep 2019 2:45pm
Another Phase of Life
Time and space move so differently here,
The agony and pain have subsided,
Actually my brain understands that fear
Is an illusion the living provided.
There’s no light at the end of this tunnel,
The darkness covers everything around,
There’s nothing here to make me stumble,
Just an echo that makes a faint sound.
But it’s the grief of those that are still living,
Trying to deal with departure and sorrow,
As my body withers I’m shifting,
Knowing for me there is no tomorrow.
I’ve been here before but I can’t remember,
My memories...
The agony and pain have subsided,
Actually my brain understands that fear
Is an illusion the living provided.
There’s no light at the end of this tunnel,
The darkness covers everything around,
There’s nothing here to make me stumble,
Just an echo that makes a faint sound.
But it’s the grief of those that are still living,
Trying to deal with departure and sorrow,
As my body withers I’m shifting,
Knowing for me there is no tomorrow.
I’ve been here before but I can’t remember,
My memories...
#grief
#death
#spiritual
34 reads
4 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 9:21am
13th Sep 2019 9:21am
Alone # Rupi Kaur
alone is just a singular
and loneliness is so much more
of gone forlorne so much undone
a - holding- lost father, lover, son,
the foetis of a childhood
left with pieces of my M
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n
d
and loneliness is so much more
of gone forlorne so much undone
a - holding- lost father, lover, son,
the foetis of a childhood
left with pieces of my M
i
n
d
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#RupiKaur
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4 Comments
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