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.
Pishashee
Poem Published
Today 2:30am
Today 2:30am
Elements
Earth,
I am solid,
Wind, the air
I breathe,
respiring.
("I am not
the body
I am not
the mind")
Remembering
that
Fire, a dynamic
of balance
and renewal,
Water, I have
motion
and fluidity,
Space, and the
spirit inside me,
healing,
Damnation
& hate
swallowed up
in my dynamics,
Love, and
Forgiveness...
I am solid,
Wind, the air
I breathe,
respiring.
("I am not
the body
I am not
the mind")
Remembering
that
Fire, a dynamic
of balance
and renewal,
Water, I have
motion
and fluidity,
Space, and the
spirit inside me,
healing,
Damnation
& hate
swallowed up
in my dynamics,
Love, and
Forgiveness...
#happiness
#love
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Xaphan
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:11am
Yesterday 00:11am
Heaven's Wake
Heretic phantoms were conjured, but decried their faiths
Exhumed from death, to a nowhere, to mourn as wraiths
Alas, where they were not, was a delusional derelict see
Vaporous and ephemeral, where no gods would ever be
Epicedian recitals, almost teased, like a whispering wind
Nocturnal incantations and murmurings, but unbedinned
'twas not of the celestial though, nor from a higher place
Surreptitiously designed, beyond known time and space
Wondering mystics, evoked a hope, in an eternal thread
And led their faithful, with the mesmeric words they...
Exhumed from death, to a nowhere, to mourn as wraiths
Alas, where they were not, was a delusional derelict see
Vaporous and ephemeral, where no gods would ever be
Epicedian recitals, almost teased, like a whispering wind
Nocturnal incantations and murmurings, but unbedinned
'twas not of the celestial though, nor from a higher place
Surreptitiously designed, beyond known time and space
Wondering mystics, evoked a hope, in an eternal thread
And led their faithful, with the mesmeric words they...
#death
#atheism
#religion
#spiritual
#ghosts
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Nightmoth
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:05pm
Yesterday 6:05pm
I can see why
Someone once said to me
if there IS a god
why does he let bad things
happen
and I remembered
the time
I saw a fox chase a coot
and how I did nothing
but stand and watch
simply because there was nothing
to be done
if there IS a god
why does he let bad things
happen
and I remembered
the time
I saw a fox chase a coot
and how I did nothing
but stand and watch
simply because there was nothing
to be done
#fate
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Kasai
Poem Published
15th May 2022 10:59pm
15th May 2022 10:59pm
ShadowMan
Devour her and heal your pain
Grow strong and she will light your way
Keep the gifts she’s given you
Her will was free
But not meant for you.
His fear began to overtake
A thief of light, he watched her break
When she began to waste away,
his eyes turned black, she could not stay.
So she prayed.
She prayed the Gods to let her go
Her ailing body,
Her dampened soul
She grew so angry when they said no
She cursed them all.
The anger grew inside her heart
The only light inside her...
Grow strong and she will light your way
Keep the gifts she’s given you
Her will was free
But not meant for you.
His fear began to overtake
A thief of light, he watched her break
When she began to waste away,
his eyes turned black, she could not stay.
So she prayed.
She prayed the Gods to let her go
Her ailing body,
Her dampened soul
She grew so angry when they said no
She cursed them all.
The anger grew inside her heart
The only light inside her...
#spiritual
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Rianne
Poem Published
15th May 2022 9:34am
15th May 2022 9:34am
Lunar language
Tumeric music opens opus
Elliptic orbit, you have foretold
how light has begun
sisterhood connects
these ruins of reembracing
each sacred tissue
cellular canvas
where in bleeding moon light
I acknowledge abandonment
tailed venom finds foliage
this tomb called fear
is now released
Sisterhood asks you in
speak now from each rib of your myth
remain in this body
let go, let go
pass it
onward
Sisterhood unites as these women gather
silently they sit as...
Elliptic orbit, you have foretold
how light has begun
sisterhood connects
these ruins of reembracing
each sacred tissue
cellular canvas
where in bleeding moon light
I acknowledge abandonment
tailed venom finds foliage
this tomb called fear
is now released
Sisterhood asks you in
speak now from each rib of your myth
remain in this body
let go, let go
pass it
onward
Sisterhood unites as these women gather
silently they sit as...
#universe
#moon
#feminism #wisdom
#feminism #wisdom
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4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Poem Published
14th May 2022 10:23am
14th May 2022 10:23am
reading the cards
Quinlan: What's my fortune? You've been reading the cards, haven't you?
Tanya: I've been doing the accounts. - Touch of Evil
I once knew of
an atheist
who said
tarot
can only be
objects of art
and nothing else.
and told me if
I want
from them
the truth
that I
must really
be stupid.
looking back,
I understand
that like all things
he was both right
and wrong.
the cards do not give out
what laundry needs doing,
what politician...
Tanya: I've been doing the accounts. - Touch of Evil
I once knew of
an atheist
who said
tarot
can only be
objects of art
and nothing else.
and told me if
I want
from them
the truth
that I
must really
be stupid.
looking back,
I understand
that like all things
he was both right
and wrong.
the cards do not give out
what laundry needs doing,
what politician...
#pagan
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2 Comments
Casted_Runes
Poem Published
13th May 2022 9:32pm
13th May 2022 9:32pm
Fantod
a tarot reading
THE BLUE DOG
The dog is blue and blind.
He stands behind a wooden door.
All that’s else is blank.
CENTRE CARD
A stony and
precarious
figure
much like yourself
perhaps
THE BURNING HEAD
A floating pair of eyes.
A flaming head in black frame.
Ocean waves below.
THE BLUE DOG
The dog is blue and blind.
He stands behind a wooden door.
All that’s else is blank.
CENTRE CARD
A stony and
precarious
figure
much like yourself
perhaps
THE BURNING HEAD
A floating pair of eyes.
A flaming head in black frame.
Ocean waves below.
#pagan
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adagio
Poem Published
13th May 2022 9:26pm
13th May 2022 9:26pm
Dancing Over Waters
Dancing over waters of Genesis
between the Tigris and the Euphrates
wetting the tresses of Eve
with the leaves separating
lightness from darkness
as the power of love survives
with a mystic Dance of Shiva
between the Tigris and the Euphrates
wetting the tresses of Eve
with the leaves separating
lightness from darkness
as the power of love survives
with a mystic Dance of Shiva
#philosophical
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TIG
Poem Published
13th May 2022 1:26pm
13th May 2022 1:26pm
Give It Up.....
I have some secrets, you do too
Over our lifetime they accrue
Some are silly or make our cheeks red
but most of that, is in our own head
Held so long they sometimes ferment
they might weigh heavy while we lament
Unloading to a friend or a mate?
someone to help release that freight
Brings some piece and regain identity
gives perspective and a little serenity
Its not that big or quite intense
with someones help to make some sense
We do not want to give another distress
we must choose wisely to who we confess ...
Over our lifetime they accrue
Some are silly or make our cheeks red
but most of that, is in our own head
Held so long they sometimes ferment
they might weigh heavy while we lament
Unloading to a friend or a mate?
someone to help release that freight
Brings some piece and regain identity
gives perspective and a little serenity
Its not that big or quite intense
with someones help to make some sense
We do not want to give another distress
we must choose wisely to who we confess ...
#God
#faith
40 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
13th May 2022 1:23pm
13th May 2022 1:23pm
Understanding
Now the silence of understanding
what used to be a twilight rose
is now a stone, yet memories
what used to be raven blue hair
is now covered in autumn leaves
what used to be a moment of silence
is now rain falling down the tears
what used to be a broken heart
is now a shadow above my bed
in this world with me
what used to be a twilight rose
is now a stone, yet memories
what used to be raven blue hair
is now covered in autumn leaves
what used to be a moment of silence
is now rain falling down the tears
what used to be a broken heart
is now a shadow above my bed
in this world with me
#spiritual
#philosophical
48 reads
4 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
13th May 2022 5:46am
13th May 2022 5:46am
Your own (to my dear Emma)
If
You don't like
Any of the world's religions
What keeps you from starting your own?
Ok, not being the charismatic type
You won't be a televangelist
Or a bible belt superstar.
I just hope you will be happy
With your own company
And not become one of those freaks
Bugging people on some crowded intersection
While people have enough of their daily chores
And problems.
Perhaps, while searching you will chance upon
A like-minded agreable group
Of the spiritual kind
Not chained by strict beliefs which no longer have ...
You don't like
Any of the world's religions
What keeps you from starting your own?
Ok, not being the charismatic type
You won't be a televangelist
Or a bible belt superstar.
I just hope you will be happy
With your own company
And not become one of those freaks
Bugging people on some crowded intersection
While people have enough of their daily chores
And problems.
Perhaps, while searching you will chance upon
A like-minded agreable group
Of the spiritual kind
Not chained by strict beliefs which no longer have ...
#religion
#faith
#spiritual #morality
#spiritual #morality
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