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.
Rayray-thepoet
Poem Published
Today 5:50am
Today 5:50am
Give me a sign
I'm begging for the lord to please give me a sign
Give me a sign that will be all mine.
I begging to the lord to help me through these days,
because only he knows how hard it is to be living here today
Issues at home and issues elsewhere
Issues stress me out, I'm pulling out my hair.
Tell me now lord ,
why do I feel this way?
I really don't want to feel this way.
I'm suppose to he happy, it shouldn't be this way.
Where did I go wrong lord tell me now, here, today.
Please, I praise to you on my knees.. Begging you to give me a...
Give me a sign that will be all mine.
I begging to the lord to help me through these days,
because only he knows how hard it is to be living here today
Issues at home and issues elsewhere
Issues stress me out, I'm pulling out my hair.
Tell me now lord ,
why do I feel this way?
I really don't want to feel this way.
I'm suppose to he happy, it shouldn't be this way.
Where did I go wrong lord tell me now, here, today.
Please, I praise to you on my knees.. Begging you to give me a...
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candycrier
Poem Published
Today 1:55am
Today 1:55am
EPIGRAM
Each one of us
is a tiny masterpiece
seen in life's flow
of closing circles.
is a tiny masterpiece
seen in life's flow
of closing circles.
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joegracegrace
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:58pm
Yesterday 9:58pm
Evidence That Christ is the Messiah
Moses predicted that God would send "a Prophet like me" to Israel.
And if Israel rejects him, there would be hell to pay.
(Words to that effect.)(Deuteronomy 18).
The implication is that the curses in the Law of Moses would be
"visited" upon the nation. as a penalty for such an abomination.
Those curses included defeat in war, the destruction of Israel's cities,
a forced exile into many lands, with many Jews going as slaves(Deuteronomy 28.25,49).
So, if Jesus was the Messiah, or at least "the Prophet like Moses" and
if the...
And if Israel rejects him, there would be hell to pay.
(Words to that effect.)(Deuteronomy 18).
The implication is that the curses in the Law of Moses would be
"visited" upon the nation. as a penalty for such an abomination.
Those curses included defeat in war, the destruction of Israel's cities,
a forced exile into many lands, with many Jews going as slaves(Deuteronomy 28.25,49).
So, if Jesus was the Messiah, or at least "the Prophet like Moses" and
if the...
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yourtruth
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:34pm
Yesterday 2:34pm
#in that moment.
It was everything it was meant to be,
Despite whatever it was which grew
between like the most obvious
noxious scent
Just couldn't be anything more. Yet
served as nothing less.
Had to dry my eyes - stop drowning
you in my seas
Then brave it by dissecting myself
to see and absorb it all from the
outside of us
Despite whatever it was which grew
between like the most obvious
noxious scent
Just couldn't be anything more. Yet
served as nothing less.
Had to dry my eyes - stop drowning
you in my seas
Then brave it by dissecting myself
to see and absorb it all from the
outside of us
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:10am
Yesterday 10:10am
Clouds
there is only one question...
the only thing i'll ask God after i die...
why do clouds look down at world below and cry...
if they know it's crying what kills them?
and what kind of god would allow that?
the only thing i'll ask God after i die...
why do clouds look down at world below and cry...
if they know it's crying what kills them?
and what kind of god would allow that?
12 reads
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Madintellect
Poem Published
19th Oct 2017 9:16pm
19th Oct 2017 9:16pm
a positiveness within us all
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cold_fusion
Poem Published
19th Oct 2017 2:07pm
19th Oct 2017 2:07pm
s i l e n c e ii
is beautiful
sometimes
the best
language
music
poetry
sometimes
the best
remedy
action
reaction
sometimes
the best ...
sometimes
the best
language
music
poetry
sometimes
the best
remedy
action
reaction
sometimes
the best ...
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God-Is-In-The-Rain
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 3:29pm
18th Oct 2017 3:29pm
Massacre at OilFields
Held by the Arms
of Salvation
Drowned in the Sleep
of Redemption
but from the Distance
comes a Crimson roar
once again the Angel of Destruction
calls me into chaos of the WAR!
so i march into the Void
made from my own Pain
once again i feel the scent
of fresh Deadly Rain
a world made from Battlefields
and from rotten Blood
a world of Seas of Sorrows
Drowned in FLOOD!
Side by Side with walking Weapons
each ready to Kill
once so honoder Defenders!
now just Graves to Fill!
but...
of Salvation
Drowned in the Sleep
of Redemption
but from the Distance
comes a Crimson roar
once again the Angel of Destruction
calls me into chaos of the WAR!
so i march into the Void
made from my own Pain
once again i feel the scent
of fresh Deadly Rain
a world made from Battlefields
and from rotten Blood
a world of Seas of Sorrows
Drowned in FLOOD!
Side by Side with walking Weapons
each ready to Kill
once so honoder Defenders!
now just Graves to Fill!
but...
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kckassan
Poem Published
18th Oct 2017 10:50am
18th Oct 2017 10:50am
Dance's with the Heaven's, stars and moon
The moon and the stars are awake early tonight, singing a rather familiar song to me,
Where is the sun, probably playing hide and seek behind the mountain tops. That we all can see.
So let's dance around the Heaven's night skies well we all still young,
Before the sun comes around to bring another day and more age, before we lose all this time of fun.
Better tell the moon and the stars to sing it once again,
We'll all be singing together in Heaven one day, I just don't know when.
You count the stars, I'll kiss the moon,
you lose the time, I'll pray...
Where is the sun, probably playing hide and seek behind the mountain tops. That we all can see.
So let's dance around the Heaven's night skies well we all still young,
Before the sun comes around to bring another day and more age, before we lose all this time of fun.
Better tell the moon and the stars to sing it once again,
We'll all be singing together in Heaven one day, I just don't know when.
You count the stars, I'll kiss the moon,
you lose the time, I'll pray...
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Olivia-H
MX Ink
MX Ink
Poem Published
17th Oct 2017 2:05am
17th Oct 2017 2:05am
LIGHT
शुभ दीपावली)
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Colourful Vibes
Luminous bright
Investment on blessings.
Genera: Mythic Haiku
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Colourful Vibes
Luminous bright
Investment on blessings.
Genera: Mythic Haiku
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endlessgame23
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 6:51pm
16th Oct 2017 6:51pm
Half Awake
We seek God in the stars
We seek God in old lies
We seek God inside our selves
But we fail to see
We are blind
We seek God in old lies
We seek God inside our selves
But we fail to see
We are blind
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bittermara
Poem Published
16th Oct 2017 2:10pm
16th Oct 2017 2:10pm
Loving Servant
My heart you provoke to truth.
As you pick up another stone and replace it with blood, a life source to be reckoned with.
Shall I help you bind it and throw it into the depths of the sea?
Ah, at last I shall not, for as far as the East is to the West my mortal arms cannot reach.
But my Lord, you can.
Yes, remove the shelter of safety that enables my tears to stay within the flood wall.
I am ready...
Let the latter snow fall on a new foundation set by the Masters hands.
I love your occupation.
I love that you search the depths of my...
As you pick up another stone and replace it with blood, a life source to be reckoned with.
Shall I help you bind it and throw it into the depths of the sea?
Ah, at last I shall not, for as far as the East is to the West my mortal arms cannot reach.
But my Lord, you can.
Yes, remove the shelter of safety that enables my tears to stay within the flood wall.
I am ready...
Let the latter snow fall on a new foundation set by the Masters hands.
I love your occupation.
I love that you search the depths of my...
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