Spiritual Poems Seeking Friendly Advice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
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hiraeth soul
Despite my mind thinking rationally
And my heart feeling wholly
My soul rejects the fundamental possession of this life.
Yearning for the ancient
It quietly cries and seethes and grieves
No matter the lightness my body seeks
My soul remains heavy in custody
Seeping into my unfocused mind
And scraping into my weary bones
Whispering to my heart that this is not the way
But it is what we are given this day
Nourishment for disease
Thoughts for illness
Sustenance for greed
Material for meaning ...
And my heart feeling wholly
My soul rejects the fundamental possession of this life.
Yearning for the ancient
It quietly cries and seethes and grieves
No matter the lightness my body seeks
My soul remains heavy in custody
Seeping into my unfocused mind
And scraping into my weary bones
Whispering to my heart that this is not the way
But it is what we are given this day
Nourishment for disease
Thoughts for illness
Sustenance for greed
Material for meaning ...
#corruption
#identity
#spiritual #culture
#spiritual #culture
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Faces of Old Bark
..in the faces on the old bark
on backroads of memories
of musings, doings
and lucid dreams of red clay
down by the feet of my shadow
where Mama now rests
surrounded by nature's postcards
in the faces on the old bark
on backroads of memories
of musings, doings
and lucid dreams of red clay
down by the feet of my shadow
where Mama now rests
surrounded by nature's postcards
in the faces on the old bark
#motivational
#nature
#spiritual #emotions
#spiritual #emotions
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God’s Fingerprint
God’s Fingerprint
On the Sistine, Michaelangelo painted God’s fingered thrust
giving with love the gift of Life to Man fresh from dust.
First breath, beneath the heavens! Second breath, on land and sea!
From then ‘til now, a thrusted finger sculpts Man’s destiny.
Not long ago, Instinct was his primal need and guide
when smells repelled, fires frightened and lightning made him hide
and stars up in the heavens were just punctures in the night
while reflections in the water were the ghosts he could not fight.
Then lightning struck...
On the Sistine, Michaelangelo painted God’s fingered thrust
giving with love the gift of Life to Man fresh from dust.
First breath, beneath the heavens! Second breath, on land and sea!
From then ‘til now, a thrusted finger sculpts Man’s destiny.
Not long ago, Instinct was his primal need and guide
when smells repelled, fires frightened and lightning made him hide
and stars up in the heavens were just punctures in the night
while reflections in the water were the ghosts he could not fight.
Then lightning struck...
#religion
#God
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
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Listening to voices
I hear them all the time
Teasing, tempting, enticing
Telling me I'll feel better
While their true intentions are hiding
I know what's going on
I wasn't born yesterday
My mistakes are plenty
My wrongs always here to stay
These thoughts confuse me
I want to do right
But they have other ideas
Blinding my sight
Tonight I'll be wallowing
In my most loathsome thoughts
Praying to God
That I don't get caught
Cursing my sickening self
For falling for the trap
Listened to...
Teasing, tempting, enticing
Telling me I'll feel better
While their true intentions are hiding
I know what's going on
I wasn't born yesterday
My mistakes are plenty
My wrongs always here to stay
These thoughts confuse me
I want to do right
But they have other ideas
Blinding my sight
Tonight I'll be wallowing
In my most loathsome thoughts
Praying to God
That I don't get caught
Cursing my sickening self
For falling for the trap
Listened to...
#regret
#God
#spiritual
#shame
#frustration
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DEAR LORD
Dear Lord
Am just a toddler, Bambino
Learning to pray bear with me.
This is Sunday evening,
Empty is the room so is my heart.
Outside i hear the rain pelting, what a blessing.
Inside i see my tears pouring,
I want to tell you something;
Life without you is bitter,
Just like the taste of tears on my tongue.
I cannot forgive myself for putting you second
Yet you gave a son, your first to die for me.
The people I trusted changed with the change of seasons. They gave me love but ended up taking it back.
I called your name when...
Am just a toddler, Bambino
Learning to pray bear with me.
This is Sunday evening,
Empty is the room so is my heart.
Outside i hear the rain pelting, what a blessing.
Inside i see my tears pouring,
I want to tell you something;
Life without you is bitter,
Just like the taste of tears on my tongue.
I cannot forgive myself for putting you second
Yet you gave a son, your first to die for me.
The people I trusted changed with the change of seasons. They gave me love but ended up taking it back.
I called your name when...
#faith
#prayer
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Black Beauty
This is my gift to you
A timeless beauty who structs proudly with the mist of Grand Rising dew
She will guide you through the beast of storms
She will keep you safe in the shade and trollop through heat to keep you warm
In the gallows of forgotten hope
Hoofing across the bed of sand dunes
Ascending to a castle through a moat
Make you feel like royal with the wind at your back
The first to gallop in the defense to attack
I am her animal spirit, and the silhouette of her soul travels under the Chinese Zodiac
Steeple Chase...
A timeless beauty who structs proudly with the mist of Grand Rising dew
She will guide you through the beast of storms
She will keep you safe in the shade and trollop through heat to keep you warm
In the gallows of forgotten hope
Hoofing across the bed of sand dunes
Ascending to a castle through a moat
Make you feel like royal with the wind at your back
The first to gallop in the defense to attack
I am her animal spirit, and the silhouette of her soul travels under the Chinese Zodiac
Steeple Chase...
#sun
#water
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Guided information
Could we be guided?
Guided by a some?
Guided by a some?
Guided by something?
I get the feeling, that we're not dumb organisms.
Still information.
Connected by a silent song.
Are we still beings.
Given power by a source? Unknown energetic life force,we can't see. Can they see us?
When we encounter each other. We attract who we are. We encompass both dark and light insight.
Could we be guided,to take big steps,baby steps,into unnerving,why have we met, divine insights?
Feeling that all,for unknown reason,feels...
Guided by a some?
Guided by a some?
Guided by something?
I get the feeling, that we're not dumb organisms.
Still information.
Connected by a silent song.
Are we still beings.
Given power by a source? Unknown energetic life force,we can't see. Can they see us?
When we encounter each other. We attract who we are. We encompass both dark and light insight.
Could we be guided,to take big steps,baby steps,into unnerving,why have we met, divine insights?
Feeling that all,for unknown reason,feels...
#spiritual
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Connected insight
Whatever you seek.
Seeks you too.
Connected insight.
©SukiSushiCrown.13-02-2024
Seeks you too.
Connected insight.
©SukiSushiCrown.13-02-2024
#emotional
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keeper of shattered dreams
if you listen closely on a starless night
when chalked silhouettes caress forest floors
drifting listlessly
hopes without form
you can hear her liquid lamentations
murmur softly across gentle winds
as foxes burrow in restless slumber within their hollow dens
and screech owls raise glimmering eyes to ebon expanse
wings tucked tight against feathered sides
talons dug firmly into ancient bark
silent in their reverence
honoring her eternal sorrow
draped with shimmering silver broken dreams
she shelters the fallen within her bosom ...
when chalked silhouettes caress forest floors
drifting listlessly
hopes without form
you can hear her liquid lamentations
murmur softly across gentle winds
as foxes burrow in restless slumber within their hollow dens
and screech owls raise glimmering eyes to ebon expanse
wings tucked tight against feathered sides
talons dug firmly into ancient bark
silent in their reverence
honoring her eternal sorrow
draped with shimmering silver broken dreams
she shelters the fallen within her bosom ...
#dreams
#moon
#spiritual
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Thoughtful Words As A Poem
She reminds me of angelic beauty.
Her flesh is the feminine incarnate of Mother God.
I intend to rise above the highest heights with her and her words.
I will continue to fly free when I read her words.
I am ready to accept her distinctive raw desire.
I am ready to venture back into the womb of her tender ambience.
Her flesh is the feminine incarnate of Mother God.
I intend to rise above the highest heights with her and her words.
I will continue to fly free when I read her words.
I am ready to accept her distinctive raw desire.
I am ready to venture back into the womb of her tender ambience.
#spiritual
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An Impassioned Acquaintance
Don’t be afraid when I look into your soul.
I won’t enter unless I am asked.
I’m just searching.
Searching your language,
To decipher how I’ll understand what you thought, what you wrote.
Even before you write, I dream of your thoughts as they become envisioned.
The brilliance with which they flow is found in your heart’s byways.
There’s always a message.
The prophetic energy with which they flow from your mind is ever
present in your soul because I put it there.
It is pure love.
Pure energy.
Do not become...
I won’t enter unless I am asked.
I’m just searching.
Searching your language,
To decipher how I’ll understand what you thought, what you wrote.
Even before you write, I dream of your thoughts as they become envisioned.
The brilliance with which they flow is found in your heart’s byways.
There’s always a message.
The prophetic energy with which they flow from your mind is ever
present in your soul because I put it there.
It is pure love.
Pure energy.
Do not become...
#relationships
#spiritual
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Let It Reign...
Beyond the clouds oh thy beautiful moon covet new beginnings as set upon nigh
Sacrosanct incantations ascended from my lips to the sky
Sanctify the vulnerability of mankind
By the holy trinity of Father, Son, Holy Spirit, entwined
Rainbow arch sliding down loyalty, strength, wisdom, and trust, the biblical meaning of ‘my’ color sky blue
Oath of an asunder covenant anew
Hourglass of time has depleted the last grain
Too heavy to flip realism, misperceptions umbrella shelters ignorance’s pain ...
Sacrosanct incantations ascended from my lips to the sky
Sanctify the vulnerability of mankind
By the holy trinity of Father, Son, Holy Spirit, entwined
Rainbow arch sliding down loyalty, strength, wisdom, and trust, the biblical meaning of ‘my’ color sky blue
Oath of an asunder covenant anew
Hourglass of time has depleted the last grain
Too heavy to flip realism, misperceptions umbrella shelters ignorance’s pain ...
#sun
#angels
#spiritual #evolution
#spiritual #evolution
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