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.
Silverotter65
Drew1103
Drew1103
Poem Published
Today 00:19am
Today 00:19am
As I Walk
Shadows may come and shadows may go,
But I know for sure what I need to sow,
I will reach for His word which is truth and the light,
As I walk in the shadows, straight into the fight.
With the shield of His Spirit I shall do what is right!
I will lift up His banner all shining and bright,
And all of God's children, shall join in His glorious light,
Hand in hand we shall rise up as One,
A Nation for God, under His Son.
Drew Balfour © 2019
But I know for sure what I need to sow,
I will reach for His word which is truth and the light,
As I walk in the shadows, straight into the fight.
With the shield of His Spirit I shall do what is right!
I will lift up His banner all shining and bright,
And all of God's children, shall join in His glorious light,
Hand in hand we shall rise up as One,
A Nation for God, under His Son.
Drew Balfour © 2019
#religion
#faith
#spiritual
#redemption
#morality
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BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:02am
Yesterday 8:02am
Instinct
Do I see scripts where there are lines
Do I see Star patterns where crumbs aline
Is this fear that rises within
A warning from our ancient kin
In their skin
Now my DNA
Do I listen
To the warning they
Convey
And if I do not
Will I be surprised
To find the sun
In tomorrow's sunrise
Will the burn
In my eyes
Be mine
My crime
Or should I blame the world
For not warning in time.
Do I see Star patterns where crumbs aline
Is this fear that rises within
A warning from our ancient kin
In their skin
Now my DNA
Do I listen
To the warning they
Convey
And if I do not
Will I be surprised
To find the sun
In tomorrow's sunrise
Will the burn
In my eyes
Be mine
My crime
Or should I blame the world
For not warning in time.
#wisdom
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3 Comments
miseryomy
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:02am
Yesterday 2:02am
"God"
I took to the heavens to confront your “God” in his kingdom.
Coming forth to take back all my families stolen income.
Fucking Angels and how easy those pretty halos break.
A collector of feathers I inhale like that starving snake.
Bringing down the pillars of Heaven in one swing of the blade.
Taking back those unanswered prayers you selfishly saved.
-
There he was your “God” full of muscles, greed, and might.
Casting down shadows drowning out that holy light.
Breaking those clouds shattering it like fragile stained glass.
Bringing an abrupt...
Coming forth to take back all my families stolen income.
Fucking Angels and how easy those pretty halos break.
A collector of feathers I inhale like that starving snake.
Bringing down the pillars of Heaven in one swing of the blade.
Taking back those unanswered prayers you selfishly saved.
-
There he was your “God” full of muscles, greed, and might.
Casting down shadows drowning out that holy light.
Breaking those clouds shattering it like fragile stained glass.
Bringing an abrupt...
#atheism
#religion
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#magic
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runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 11:20pm
19th Feb 2020 11:20pm
Make love like you make music
Evermore consecrate this atoning love sacrificial lamb
Ceaseless moaning song moving holy spirit possessed
Traverse temple earth's offering gate of paradise, I am
Energy descends Jacob's ladder into here body blessed
Ceaseless moaning song moving holy spirit possessed
Traverse temple earth's offering gate of paradise, I am
Energy descends Jacob's ladder into here body blessed
#spiritual
#lover
#quatrain
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BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 7:03pm
19th Feb 2020 7:03pm
Desert Flowers
In the dryest of locations beauty still resides in the eye of the creator.
In the amphitheatre of the harshest environments God embraced the
Earth and sowed seeds of beautiful life that could withstand time's
brutality connected to the after life.
Beautiful wildlife brought to life with the Earth as the midwife; God
the Father as the pallbearer shedding tears of joy for her midterm.
Life is a beautiful moment so grasp it, life's so short it's tragic, but at the
right moment it's magic.
Attraction to God is magnetic for he created us in his image...
In the amphitheatre of the harshest environments God embraced the
Earth and sowed seeds of beautiful life that could withstand time's
brutality connected to the after life.
Beautiful wildlife brought to life with the Earth as the midwife; God
the Father as the pallbearer shedding tears of joy for her midterm.
Life is a beautiful moment so grasp it, life's so short it's tragic, but at the
right moment it's magic.
Attraction to God is magnetic for he created us in his image...
#angels
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
19th Feb 2020 6:56pm
19th Feb 2020 6:56pm
Pandora's Purpose
Is it ok for men to express emotions like fear and regret?
Better yet is it ok to emote love and respect?
In our society we as men are raised to be strong yet blank.
Unpredictable yet reliable, silent but desirable.
Viable while still carrying a note of mystery.
An impossible feet but one that is required to meet society's inquiry.
But what about Pandora's box?
Once unlocked, her contents have been known to rock the very
foundation society stands on.
Sometimes with a bomb but also by the tip of the tongue or a pen.
Man must appear one way to...
Better yet is it ok to emote love and respect?
In our society we as men are raised to be strong yet blank.
Unpredictable yet reliable, silent but desirable.
Viable while still carrying a note of mystery.
An impossible feet but one that is required to meet society's inquiry.
But what about Pandora's box?
Once unlocked, her contents have been known to rock the very
foundation society stands on.
Sometimes with a bomb but also by the tip of the tongue or a pen.
Man must appear one way to...
#anger
#love
#hope #angels
#hope #angels
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BlackBoxPublicatio
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 5:42pm
18th Feb 2020 5:42pm
Anubis' Scales
How heavy is your heart?
I knew it from the start that I couldn't take part in the shit that you do.
Anubis' scales will prevail and send your ass straight to hell after
consensus.
The tale of your life fills your heart good or bad, happy or sad.
Ironclad scales weigh your heart against a feather better hope you
enjoyed your life and shared love.
Love lightens the soul and the heart while hate crushes the body with
the pressure of a metric ton.
After death what's left of your heart will be put to test.
Only those who blessed others with...
I knew it from the start that I couldn't take part in the shit that you do.
Anubis' scales will prevail and send your ass straight to hell after
consensus.
The tale of your life fills your heart good or bad, happy or sad.
Ironclad scales weigh your heart against a feather better hope you
enjoyed your life and shared love.
Love lightens the soul and the heart while hate crushes the body with
the pressure of a metric ton.
After death what's left of your heart will be put to test.
Only those who blessed others with...
#love
#hate
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#confessional
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Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 2:15pm
18th Feb 2020 2:15pm
DO YOU KNOW ?
DO YOU KNOW ?
There is danger that the faith in Christ
will disappear soon through mean neglect.
Christians are too careless of their creeds;
secularism is at full speed.
What are we doing for such a Lord
Who endured the pain and died for us?
Are who preach to us aware of that
or are they too busy building fame ?
Why don't we get married and have kids?
Does that impede us to enjoy life ?
Does life exist just for dying flesh ?
Has the soul expired all its love ?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...
There is danger that the faith in Christ
will disappear soon through mean neglect.
Christians are too careless of their creeds;
secularism is at full speed.
What are we doing for such a Lord
Who endured the pain and died for us?
Are who preach to us aware of that
or are they too busy building fame ?
Why don't we get married and have kids?
Does that impede us to enjoy life ?
Does life exist just for dying flesh ?
Has the soul expired all its love ?
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...
#faith
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Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 9:35am
18th Feb 2020 9:35am
Not so swell.
All thoughts scatter.
Unable to gather.
Nothing to matter.
Spirit will shatter.
Gone are dreams.
Lost in crazy schemes.
Forgetting it seems.
Deaf to other's screams.
Praying for salvation
A new revelation.
For hope, elation.
Crying out for new creation.
Yet adrift are these threads
Wayward a life, dying instead.
Blackness grows within the head.
A demon whispers and the fears are fed.
Lost to the evil peril.
Crumbling bones, bidding farewell.
Soon to concede, not to dwell. ...
Unable to gather.
Nothing to matter.
Spirit will shatter.
Gone are dreams.
Lost in crazy schemes.
Forgetting it seems.
Deaf to other's screams.
Praying for salvation
A new revelation.
For hope, elation.
Crying out for new creation.
Yet adrift are these threads
Wayward a life, dying instead.
Blackness grows within the head.
A demon whispers and the fears are fed.
Lost to the evil peril.
Crumbling bones, bidding farewell.
Soon to concede, not to dwell. ...
#spiritual
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 9:18am
18th Feb 2020 9:18am
"Exposure/Closure"
there's irony in quotes like "sticks and stones...." they may "hurt me" although they bury one's bones and give the "deceased" a permanent "home"; with neighbors, one's most likely have never known;
at birth and death; you know; we literally are the closest we'll ever seem to be; everything in between is like graffiti in an art gallery;
the temperament of the human being, in a committed relationship with selling, chasing, living a dream....
"the titanic" is this planet in a nutshell; stranded on a "sinking ship" in a...
at birth and death; you know; we literally are the closest we'll ever seem to be; everything in between is like graffiti in an art gallery;
the temperament of the human being, in a committed relationship with selling, chasing, living a dream....
"the titanic" is this planet in a nutshell; stranded on a "sinking ship" in a...
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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ChynaBay311
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 4:44am
18th Feb 2020 4:44am
THANK GOD I’M FREE
Don’t Grieve for me, thank God I’m free.
I’ve lived my life
That GOD was so pleased,
That HE decided,
That now it’s my time to rest.
My life was full of good times,
full of love, joy, & laughter,
From Good Friends,
Family
(Both blood & adopted),
And Love one’s touch.
Take this not
As a time of Sorrow,
But as a Celebration,
Or Graduation to
Another Level.
I’m still around
Just out of your sight,
I’m living on
With GOD & HIS SON.
Thanking GOD,
For now I’m...
I’ve lived my life
That GOD was so pleased,
That HE decided,
That now it’s my time to rest.
My life was full of good times,
full of love, joy, & laughter,
From Good Friends,
Family
(Both blood & adopted),
And Love one’s touch.
Take this not
As a time of Sorrow,
But as a Celebration,
Or Graduation to
Another Level.
I’m still around
Just out of your sight,
I’m living on
With GOD & HIS SON.
Thanking GOD,
For now I’m...
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
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5 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
17th Feb 2020 11:40pm
17th Feb 2020 11:40pm
pinball machine
yes; there's no even exchange; this "human experience" is a "heavy metal game"; tears of joy, and pain the same; keep your self up, for a musical chair to "claim";
and as you grow tired of all the "playing" ;baby boy/girl.... there's always a "toll truck" with" your name"; the years/"the music"/"the human body"/may change, but the essence of one's soul/spirit still remains....
and as you grow tired of all the "playing" ;baby boy/girl.... there's always a "toll truck" with" your name"; the years/"the music"/"the human body"/may change, but the essence of one's soul/spirit still remains....
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#uplifting #acceptance
#uplifting #acceptance
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