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.
SaloKaviar
Dark Sun
Dark Sun
Poem Published
Today 6:29pm
Today 6:29pm
Nebula
The nebula of love was lost
In psychic waves that time forgot.
The atoms split a thousand suns
In astral clouds of radium.
These distant realms of hyperspace,
Where conscience flows in altered states.
The truth that circumnavigates,
Inceptions of the human race.
Deeper onwards through the veil
In crystal ships of light we sail.
Towards the cosmic clouds we dream;
Traversing spiral galaxies.
The swirl of starlight through the void,
Careering through the asteroids,
As shockwaves rip through ancient time, ...
In psychic waves that time forgot.
The atoms split a thousand suns
In astral clouds of radium.
These distant realms of hyperspace,
Where conscience flows in altered states.
The truth that circumnavigates,
Inceptions of the human race.
Deeper onwards through the veil
In crystal ships of light we sail.
Towards the cosmic clouds we dream;
Traversing spiral galaxies.
The swirl of starlight through the void,
Careering through the asteroids,
As shockwaves rip through ancient time, ...
#love
#utopia
#universe
#spiritual
#heaven
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AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
Today 11:17am
Today 11:17am
Blot (sacrifice)
https://youtu.be/ZxnqSTzq6-w
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Flow into
Libation,
The act of pouring a liquid
In a non religious way
Liberation
Sings hymns
Of sage
Cleansing our ethereal body
with air
catching breath
Through nostrils of the skies
Shaking off dead cells
That fall from me
Like reason, like rain
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The autopsy has now begun ...
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Flow into
Libation,
The act of pouring a liquid
In a non religious way
Liberation
Sings hymns
Of sage
Cleansing our ethereal body
with air
catching breath
Through nostrils of the skies
Shaking off dead cells
That fall from me
Like reason, like rain
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The autopsy has now begun ...
#animals
#nature
#spiritual #sacrifice
#spiritual #sacrifice
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joegracegrace
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:04am
Yesterday 10:04am
God DIDN'T Create LIFE, According to Genesis 1.20, 24
Creationists ask for evidence that evolution is true.
Well Genesis 1.20, 24 gives it to us.
It reads, "God said 'Let the WATERS bring forth the moving creature..Let the EARTH. bring forth the living creature..' "
In other words God DOESNT do the creating ("bringing forth") of life Himself.
Instead, God delegates the work to NATURE ("the WATERS..the EARTH").
God endows - ENDOWS - Nature with the power to create lifeforms.
So the BIBLE itself supports Theistic EVOLUTION.
Get THAT into your head !!
PS: what do i mean by "endow" ??
Well evolution...
Well Genesis 1.20, 24 gives it to us.
It reads, "God said 'Let the WATERS bring forth the moving creature..Let the EARTH. bring forth the living creature..' "
In other words God DOESNT do the creating ("bringing forth") of life Himself.
Instead, God delegates the work to NATURE ("the WATERS..the EARTH").
God endows - ENDOWS - Nature with the power to create lifeforms.
So the BIBLE itself supports Theistic EVOLUTION.
Get THAT into your head !!
PS: what do i mean by "endow" ??
Well evolution...
#childhood
#family
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1 Comment
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:16am
Yesterday 8:16am
Universe Speaks
True signs -
you know when they are real;
the doing of the cosmic gods,
my messenger comes in the form
of deer.
Again,
a set of random events crash
into one beautifully significant flash,
so blatant, I feel it in the depths of my soul;
I am moved to heights unknown,
as I try not to succumb to awe.
Nothing more enlightening
than transparency!
In my ignorance
I planned to complete your song,
exactly one week from the start,
that night, as we finished up
in raw silence, eyes looked to the sky;
we both...
you know when they are real;
the doing of the cosmic gods,
my messenger comes in the form
of deer.
Again,
a set of random events crash
into one beautifully significant flash,
so blatant, I feel it in the depths of my soul;
I am moved to heights unknown,
as I try not to succumb to awe.
Nothing more enlightening
than transparency!
In my ignorance
I planned to complete your song,
exactly one week from the start,
that night, as we finished up
in raw silence, eyes looked to the sky;
we both...
#inspirational
#universe
#peace
#fate
#TruthOfLife
42 reads
6 Comments
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 8:40pm
18th Jan 2019 8:40pm
Wise Innocence
I cannot tell the difference between
feeling empty and feeling numb anymore,
I am missing an abstract piece of life
I cannot clearly fathom -
sipping black coffee in silent thought,
I allow bitterness to take it's course
as eyes reflect on the bottom of my mug,
in them the dark chasm I abhor...
Another beautiful day
with loving souls at my side,
as I sit dull, submerged still
in my first world problems;
what's wrong with me?
do I seek to be dissatisfied?
then why do I find beauty in even
the tiniest of...
feeling empty and feeling numb anymore,
I am missing an abstract piece of life
I cannot clearly fathom -
sipping black coffee in silent thought,
I allow bitterness to take it's course
as eyes reflect on the bottom of my mug,
in them the dark chasm I abhor...
Another beautiful day
with loving souls at my side,
as I sit dull, submerged still
in my first world problems;
what's wrong with me?
do I seek to be dissatisfied?
then why do I find beauty in even
the tiniest of...
#love
#depression
#dogs
#apathy
#boredom
53 reads
7 Comments
peanutman27
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 3:05pm
18th Jan 2019 3:05pm
to read and see
If love is blind,
Then the greatest love poems of all time,
are written in the braille of scars.
Then the greatest love poems of all time,
are written in the braille of scars.
#love
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#hurt
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Poetryman
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 2:43pm
18th Jan 2019 2:43pm
the Blood of My Soul
My finger was cut and I saw my blood dripping into a pool
I knew my blood was real, no more a mystery
I was warned, old to be careful, but how was I to know
Blood was just a word painted red in my head
I did not believe the truth I could not see
But now I know and I know seeing is not believing
Seeing imparted knowledge of the red liquid flowing within me
My flesh was opened by a lightning bolt one bright and sunny day
But only one tiny drop of red blood seeped out
Still there was a pool of light gathering beside my wound
As the thunder...
I knew my blood was real, no more a mystery
I was warned, old to be careful, but how was I to know
Blood was just a word painted red in my head
I did not believe the truth I could not see
But now I know and I know seeing is not believing
Seeing imparted knowledge of the red liquid flowing within me
My flesh was opened by a lightning bolt one bright and sunny day
But only one tiny drop of red blood seeped out
Still there was a pool of light gathering beside my wound
As the thunder...
#religion
#faith
#fate
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peanutman27
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 1:26am
18th Jan 2019 1:26am
Our war
The hands of the clock are crooked,
Time slowly falls away,
A never-ending battle,
We slip from night to day,
A conflict we cant escape,
A struggle each step we take,
Adrift in a sea of chaos,
From this nightmare we cannot wake,
From rage to calm within,
Cycles of rushing and waiting,
A balance none have mastered,
A duel of loving and hating,
Our morality's source unknown,
How do we so freely forgive our sin,
Yet shy away from our virtues,
As we live in a strangers skin,
A contemptible bunch are we, ...
Time slowly falls away,
A never-ending battle,
We slip from night to day,
A conflict we cant escape,
A struggle each step we take,
Adrift in a sea of chaos,
From this nightmare we cannot wake,
From rage to calm within,
Cycles of rushing and waiting,
A balance none have mastered,
A duel of loving and hating,
Our morality's source unknown,
How do we so freely forgive our sin,
Yet shy away from our virtues,
As we live in a strangers skin,
A contemptible bunch are we, ...
#love
#war
#philosophical
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Ahavati
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 1:16am
18th Jan 2019 1:16am
When Death Comes ( After Mary Oliver )
When death comes,
let them say I mastered
the anatomy of words,
that my life was poetry.
Let them say I humbled
that bulwark of ego –
that bane of pride,
leaving a quiet legacy.
Not with the flying colors
of a Rainbow lorikeet
capturing its beholder's eye;
but, a female cardinal –
her lackluster appearance
ensuring the nest survives.
Let them, despite my human
mistakes and many faults,
say I at least loved poetry –
that my...
let them say I mastered
the anatomy of words,
that my life was poetry.
Let them say I humbled
that bulwark of ego –
that bane of pride,
leaving a quiet legacy.
Not with the flying colors
of a Rainbow lorikeet
capturing its beholder's eye;
but, a female cardinal –
her lackluster appearance
ensuring the nest survives.
Let them, despite my human
mistakes and many faults,
say I at least loved poetry –
that my...
#animals
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
#LifeAsAWriter #WritingPoetry
72 reads
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 6:21pm
17th Jan 2019 6:21pm
Shaman dancing
The processional numbers to play
As hidden images of the heavens
With a new start of the theatrics
Unknown six turning into seven,
An elder rite of spring fills the air
Bringing soul of animals walking
Inuit burial in the Siberian graves
Excavation of the soulful talking,
Singular world of transformation
Only a strong shaman to change
Held to not fly off to hyperspace
Precious ancient never to shame,
Powerful evil mask not touched
The inner math will not defame
Barbarous names of dark spirits ...
As hidden images of the heavens
With a new start of the theatrics
Unknown six turning into seven,
An elder rite of spring fills the air
Bringing soul of animals walking
Inuit burial in the Siberian graves
Excavation of the soulful talking,
Singular world of transformation
Only a strong shaman to change
Held to not fly off to hyperspace
Precious ancient never to shame,
Powerful evil mask not touched
The inner math will not defame
Barbarous names of dark spirits ...
#spiritual
#dance
41 reads
10 Comments
drone
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 2:28pm
17th Jan 2019 2:28pm
Closed Minded
How can one
bitch whine
and complain
about
the lack of freedom
within this system
that we live
Yet
you refuse
to allow Freedom
to grow
From Within
bitch whine
and complain
about
the lack of freedom
within this system
that we live
Yet
you refuse
to allow Freedom
to grow
From Within
#LifeStruggles
24 reads
2 Comments
drone
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 2:11pm
17th Jan 2019 2:11pm
The Hard Problem Materialism
Does one
have the memory
of the memory
one is trying
to retrieve
from within
your brain
where they still
haven't proven
it is there
that's where they live
have the memory
of the memory
one is trying
to retrieve
from within
your brain
where they still
haven't proven
it is there
that's where they live
#LifeStruggles
18 reads
1 Comment
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