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.
WIND blown
waltzing amorphous aphrodisiacs rain rustic refrains
pirouetting sky larking through my psyche
lulling looming ripples
nightingale sings musk scented air
synched songs syrup through
performing labyrinths
occult opus unfolds shaped into rhetorical roses
fallen universal unicorns returning
encompassing embers stirred
into flapping wings of a bird
Ⓒ Copyrights owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
pirouetting sky larking through my psyche
lulling looming ripples
nightingale sings musk scented air
synched songs syrup through
performing labyrinths
occult opus unfolds shaped into rhetorical roses
fallen universal unicorns returning
encompassing embers stirred
into flapping wings of a bird
Ⓒ Copyrights owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
#nature
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Irreverance
Its brittle gleam
and floats in the grey seas night
offered up my heart as sacrifice
while dressed with clouds pristine
With poetry struck dumb
starlight awed, candelabra dimmed
royalty, its icy halo specters whim
mirror in the crystal lake
so far from each hum-drum
Cresting or` the snowy peak
hid behind the clouds, discreet
a challenge cast, the reapers needs
to light old valor and new seeds
Cuts to the core of tempered steel
set to rise, wax and wane proclaim
etching with its rays of cream,...
and floats in the grey seas night
offered up my heart as sacrifice
while dressed with clouds pristine
With poetry struck dumb
starlight awed, candelabra dimmed
royalty, its icy halo specters whim
mirror in the crystal lake
so far from each hum-drum
Cresting or` the snowy peak
hid behind the clouds, discreet
a challenge cast, the reapers needs
to light old valor and new seeds
Cuts to the core of tempered steel
set to rise, wax and wane proclaim
etching with its rays of cream,...
#funny
#lover
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M'lady Moon
wings glisten upon a breeze
gentle murmurs as feathers fan
soft calls in low-throated hum
windblown whispers between ancient trees
their creak & moan stirs the blood
as breath held in anticipation is released
darkness shimmers beneath her glow
& night swoons
pulse racing at her silver lacing
M'lady Moon comes
gentle murmurs as feathers fan
soft calls in low-throated hum
windblown whispers between ancient trees
their creak & moan stirs the blood
as breath held in anticipation is released
darkness shimmers beneath her glow
& night swoons
pulse racing at her silver lacing
M'lady Moon comes
#beauty
#moon
#nature
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thousand rods to infinity - with fianaturie8
The thump and eye pale blue
A thousand rods to infinity
Of a metaphorical midnight
Listening to the thump
Clinging to my soul
Warning off the dead
Of fools and threads
On this dark road
Never willing to bend
To allow a glimmer
Of twisted hope
Sounds of melodic
Humms vibrating
Through the hollow
A thousand rods to infinity
A thousand rods to infinity
Of a metaphorical midnight
Listening to the thump
Clinging to my soul
Warning off the dead
Of fools and threads
On this dark road
Never willing to bend
To allow a glimmer
Of twisted hope
Sounds of melodic
Humms vibrating
Through the hollow
A thousand rods to infinity
#collaboration
#philosophical
#spiritual
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The Cave
I work hard.
My muscles become strings
Once attached to thoughts
which had caught them as they flew.
Now wound tightly together
Laces in an old shoe.
For this reason
... in a deep, deep well of many,
Worship becomes fuel,
Ignition begets:
My heart on fire.
A first love vertically.
His peace that speaks as it walks,
In a voice that does not always come
In the strong wind
In the fire
In the earthquake
But in the mouth of the cave that...
My muscles become strings
Once attached to thoughts
which had caught them as they flew.
Now wound tightly together
Laces in an old shoe.
For this reason
... in a deep, deep well of many,
Worship becomes fuel,
Ignition begets:
My heart on fire.
A first love vertically.
His peace that speaks as it walks,
In a voice that does not always come
In the strong wind
In the fire
In the earthquake
But in the mouth of the cave that...
#faith
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Derelicts Moments Ago
Listening to the falling rain
or giving life to phantom pain
of whispering winds
with flashlights
giving me a kiss
in fields of stones
Now hearing voices
of derelicts and cicadas
and haunting harmonies
moments ago
rising with the bones
in fields of stones
or giving life to phantom pain
of whispering winds
with flashlights
giving me a kiss
in fields of stones
Now hearing voices
of derelicts and cicadas
and haunting harmonies
moments ago
rising with the bones
in fields of stones
#dark
#ghosts
#spiritual
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Child Like prayer, Child Like Faith
I've fallen short, many times,I have failed to obey
in my actions, deeds and thoughts, or simply what I say
I look for absolution Lord, so I turn to you and pray
your compassion, grace and mercy, are new to us each day
Your generous forgiveness, it's so hard to comprehend
The fullness of Your love and grace, such a Holy blend
You were there in the beginning, in You there is no end
Confess our sins, release the chains, this You recommend
How can I obtain this love, without fear of being struck down
This immeasurable forgiveness and not...
in my actions, deeds and thoughts, or simply what I say
I look for absolution Lord, so I turn to you and pray
your compassion, grace and mercy, are new to us each day
Your generous forgiveness, it's so hard to comprehend
The fullness of Your love and grace, such a Holy blend
You were there in the beginning, in You there is no end
Confess our sins, release the chains, this You recommend
How can I obtain this love, without fear of being struck down
This immeasurable forgiveness and not...
#God
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The prayer from eternal irony
It's so ironic,
O, God.
How you guide me and use my enemies as prophets.
Your care, it confuses yet it soothes the bruises.
Your mercy knows no end.
I could get lost in the depths O Lord!
Show me how to be humble.
O, God.
How you guide me and use my enemies as prophets.
Your care, it confuses yet it soothes the bruises.
Your mercy knows no end.
I could get lost in the depths O Lord!
Show me how to be humble.
#Christian
#minimalist
#prayer
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Thought
What is
Eternity
But the
Disruption
Of all
I’ve worked
So long
In vain
For?
Eternity
But the
Disruption
Of all
I’ve worked
So long
In vain
For?
#anxiety
#death
#fear
#hope
#loneliness
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YOU PLUS ME
There comes a time ⌚ in each of our lives, that there will be someone 😔 who makes our lives more so peaceful and brings, that majestic aura of a peaceful vibe. 📿 For here we are just taking a chance, to see 👁️👁️ where will it takes us together, in this journey in our lives. 🙏 For even though it still feels like a dream comes true, the potential of something that will last a lifetime.🙏 Cause within it's self what we have, has been to each other has been a blessing in disguise 💓 For as the years passed away I have no...
#admiration
#courage
#love
#respect
#strength
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Penlight Dark Moon
Penlight dark moon of the eclipse
spilling across the bed like a predator
As if a shadow of a nightingale calling
embalmed by memories of echoes
Acapella in the twilight's snow
awakening the silence of my fate
"Remembering the time...
I knew what happiness was"
spilling across the bed like a predator
As if a shadow of a nightingale calling
embalmed by memories of echoes
Acapella in the twilight's snow
awakening the silence of my fate
"Remembering the time...
I knew what happiness was"
#dark
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
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Guardians of Trees - with Grace
Savoring the echoes of the tongue
in hardcore silence of dark's core
trapped by dryads of ancestors
piercing Twilight's blood-red tattoo
haunting my reverie as I sleep
Sleep does not come at midnight hour
haunting ghosts under closed eyelids
memories of druids stir the ancient flow
of blood flowing through inherited veins
Guardian of trees the hamadryads
in hardcore silence of dark's core
trapped by dryads of ancestors
piercing Twilight's blood-red tattoo
haunting my reverie as I sleep
Sleep does not come at midnight hour
haunting ghosts under closed eyelids
memories of druids stir the ancient flow
of blood flowing through inherited veins
Guardian of trees the hamadryads
#collaboration
#ghosts
#trees
100 reads
4 Comments
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