Long Spiritual Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 7:23pm
13th Sep 2024 7:23pm
The Last Upper
Jesus had a huge supper, with large amounts of uppers
Cocaine, amphetamines & methamphetamine
The aliens from our future planet came to visit him on this special day
They offered him food, drink & loads of drugs
Most disciples were upset with this and walked out
A few stayed for the debauchery
There were also punks, metal heads, hip artists and free thinkers at this gathering
Such unity, democracy, in one social gathering
The image I included here is the original Leonardo da Vinci painting that showcased what was really happening during...
Cocaine, amphetamines & methamphetamine
The aliens from our future planet came to visit him on this special day
They offered him food, drink & loads of drugs
Most disciples were upset with this and walked out
A few stayed for the debauchery
There were also punks, metal heads, hip artists and free thinkers at this gathering
Such unity, democracy, in one social gathering
The image I included here is the original Leonardo da Vinci painting that showcased what was really happening during...
#aliens
#God
#nonfiction
#scifi
#TruthOfLife
141 reads
11 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 5:01pm
12th Sep 2024 5:01pm
torn between two choices
Your choices are made in a moment, and yet their
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
consequences transcend a lifetime.”—M. J. DeMarco
choice leads me on:
sorely am i divided.
a hopeless pawn?
a future predecided?
no parliament
convened, tho scant a hearing?
chance to repent,
ere naked flames come searing?
the evil eye
blindfolds the will of reason,
...
#choices
#faith
#LifeCycle #wisdom
#LifeCycle #wisdom
168 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 4:51pm
10th Sep 2024 4:51pm
knowledge
before there was any known language
there was a being who had dreams and visions
some of those visions terrorized him
some of his dreams were beautiful
there was a sort of singing
without words, it was full inflection feelings
space was empty and vast
swimming through echoing his location
nothing echoed back but he was sure he wasn't alone
the dark faith inscribed on his soul
were vows he made to himself there in the dark
according to the manifestation of his prophecy
he shows me things he takes me deep into the past ...
there was a being who had dreams and visions
some of those visions terrorized him
some of his dreams were beautiful
there was a sort of singing
without words, it was full inflection feelings
space was empty and vast
swimming through echoing his location
nothing echoed back but he was sure he wasn't alone
the dark faith inscribed on his soul
were vows he made to himself there in the dark
according to the manifestation of his prophecy
he shows me things he takes me deep into the past ...
#redemption
163 reads
3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 11:51pm
8th Sep 2024 11:51pm
Spirit in The Sky - with Shilohverse
Shep awakes from his dream with a migraine headache. "Oh! Late again for school. Mom, why didn't you wake me up!" He only hears his echo, a calendar on the back of his bedroom door an Autumn Landscape, 1954. The echo sounds hollow as if a hole, void of all feelings. He realizes that he is dead with a breath but no pulse and his vacation is to be, going home to Louisville.
"The old hometown looks the same,'' as he stepped down from the Greyhound Bus. Looking around nothing had changed, in Louisville. His one piece of baggage sat beside the bus. Heat waves of...
"The old hometown looks the same,'' as he stepped down from the Greyhound Bus. Looking around nothing had changed, in Louisville. His one piece of baggage sat beside the bus. Heat waves of...
#collaboration
#inspirational
#spiritual
183 reads
9 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 3:37am
8th Sep 2024 3:37am
Sedated In The Afterthought Of Reminisce
Calling out his name, his tongue sinking deeper, my creamy abyss getting moisten
My thighs arresting the sides of his face, my pelvis softly meeting his mouth
Squeezing my breasts, licking over a nipple to comfort the sweet pleasure of paradise
Laying here with him, opening me wide as he eagerly takes of me
Mm... moaning out his name
My body reaching that climatic zenith of no return, back bending over and over again
His impatient palms cupping my buttocks, my fine pussy hairs kissing his succulent lips
Veiling the...
My thighs arresting the sides of his face, my pelvis softly meeting his mouth
Squeezing my breasts, licking over a nipple to comfort the sweet pleasure of paradise
Laying here with him, opening me wide as he eagerly takes of me
Mm... moaning out his name
My body reaching that climatic zenith of no return, back bending over and over again
His impatient palms cupping my buttocks, my fine pussy hairs kissing his succulent lips
Veiling the...
#lover
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
322 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 4:04am
7th Sep 2024 4:04am
The Beautiful Calling From The Womb (Birth- COTS)
We are the unheard voices once a Queen’s egg has met the King’s sperm, in that moment, we are your soul’s reflection your next generation, bearing undiscovered gifts
From that joyous occasion our mission on earth has been ordained by the winds of time unto your vessel the blessing unto the darkness, the river of life’s Big Bang theory’s our creation blended in that blissful mist
Molecules exploding into tiny pieces of a miracle to find that fertile wanton egg, the hope in the royal flow, as impending life drift, unto that direct divine hit
We will come with...
From that joyous occasion our mission on earth has been ordained by the winds of time unto your vessel the blessing unto the darkness, the river of life’s Big Bang theory’s our creation blended in that blissful mist
Molecules exploding into tiny pieces of a miracle to find that fertile wanton egg, the hope in the royal flow, as impending life drift, unto that direct divine hit
We will come with...
#philosophical
#spiritual
217 reads
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 1:30pm
6th Sep 2024 1:30pm
* Landscape *
LANDSCAPE '' translated poetry ''
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
It's noon, the star in the sky burning at zenith
The deep azure, is radiant with a fiery heat
Laid on the skyline, its dome calm and serene
The yonder river, slowly runs on the grey scene
From hillsides to dales and back from dales to hillsides
Green fields or pale extend their furrows long and wide
And on the shady slopes of the plains that lay near
The forest cast its oaks and beeches in sight clear
O Spring ! alas, 'tis not of your...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical #spiritual
#philosophical #spiritual
127 reads
5 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 4:01am
2nd Sep 2024 4:01am
Monocline
Lay to rest these childish sins,
from gone to ground in quaking dirt
I handhold to sounds -
a bicker & sway for skinning high,
the cry, the climb,
dangling tired;
the scrape, the joy, the blood,
the will, the nerve,
the shame...a wonderful
place to die, this was all
excellent! but
abandon hope
ye who enter:
blessing & curses,
colors & prayers
are a terrible comfort,
a place to do circles in....
a grip on the wound
of a festering pride,
...
from gone to ground in quaking dirt
I handhold to sounds -
a bicker & sway for skinning high,
the cry, the climb,
dangling tired;
the scrape, the joy, the blood,
the will, the nerve,
the shame...a wonderful
place to die, this was all
excellent! but
abandon hope
ye who enter:
blessing & curses,
colors & prayers
are a terrible comfort,
a place to do circles in....
a grip on the wound
of a festering pride,
...
#FreeVerse
#WritingPoetry
229 reads
1 Comment
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 00:55am
24th Aug 2024 00:55am
Hell Is.....
Hell is not being heard
Hell is holding a case with empty pens
Hell is being seen as absurd
being held inert
Hell is worthlessness
six feet above earth,
denying birth
Hell is breathing no air
Hell is being constantly
scared to share
with those who don't care
Hell is a mouth sewn
sickness grown in bone
Hell is losing your hair
Hell is impossible tasks
and demons that stare
Hell...
Hell is holding a case with empty pens
Hell is being seen as absurd
being held inert
Hell is worthlessness
six feet above earth,
denying birth
Hell is breathing no air
Hell is being constantly
scared to share
with those who don't care
Hell is a mouth sewn
sickness grown in bone
Hell is losing your hair
Hell is impossible tasks
and demons that stare
Hell...
#hell
224 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:56am
22nd Aug 2024 8:56am
Nature Speaks
Rain fell before dawn
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
#mystery
#spiritual
224 reads
15 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
16th Aug 2024 1:52am
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
almost double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
526 reads
17 Comments
magichearts
Poem Published
27th Jul 2024 1:10am
27th Jul 2024 1:10am
सफलता की लहरों पे चहकने वालो
मायूस क्यूँ हों दिल जब गुमसुम कही हैं।
ये जीवन है दर्पण, हमारा ही...
मायूस क्यूँ हों दिल जब गुमसुम कही हैं।
ये जीवन है दर्पण, हमारा ही...
#gratitude
171 reads
0 Comments
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