Popular Spiritual Poems
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Popular poems, listed in order of their popularity this month.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 8:48pm
6th Mar 2025 8:48pm
fight
I've been in icu for fifteen days with v fib I'm fighting my way back no more drugs
#healing
102 reads
15 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 10:27pm
21st Feb 2025 10:27pm
Crystal Winter Sky
The day moves so slowly
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
Frozen in it's breath
Sun goes down so lonely
In the distant frosty west
Cold, malevolent winds are blowing
All hope has gone away
While fading life is flowing
Into a wintry, snowy haze
Icicles frozen in time
A snow angel spreads her wings to fly
Church bells and gongs chime
Hands reach out into a crystal winter sky
#heaven
#nature
#rhyming
#spiritual
#winter
91 reads
14 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:00pm
Yesterday 12:00pm
afraid
after twenty days in icu I'm weak
barely cohesive
I'm afraid I'll die if I sleep
that's the truth
I fought so hard from the edge why?
barely cohesive
I'm afraid I'll die if I sleep
that's the truth
I fought so hard from the edge why?
#death
81 reads
17 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 2:11pm
26th Feb 2025 2:11pm
~the purpose
take away even my memory
your cruel designs of lobotomy
can win you toxic nuclear wars
but yes there I am here again.. still
throbbing as a steely butterfly heart
with lousily stitched up a punctured
ruptured mind.. unable to comprehend
or feel anything even..
but yet this hearted up beat.. it’s frictional
heat has already marathonically lighted up
this eternal soul .. that feel knows the pain
the pain .. that...
your cruel designs of lobotomy
can win you toxic nuclear wars
but yes there I am here again.. still
throbbing as a steely butterfly heart
with lousily stitched up a punctured
ruptured mind.. unable to comprehend
or feel anything even..
but yet this hearted up beat.. it’s frictional
heat has already marathonically lighted up
this eternal soul .. that feel knows the pain
the pain .. that...
#dystopian
#inspirational
#nature #spiritual
#nature #spiritual
159 reads
8 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 9:31am
18th Feb 2025 9:31am
galdr seidr
Let there be fog
for fog transforms
do not decipher me
I am mystery
no blood was shed
only ink to write this tale
o hidden folk
allow us your quantity
qualities from insights
equalities epiphany
formed
symbiotic symbols
scorned seen by
waiting to be
members
followers
cults and
cultures
usually drawn on shoulders
carved into their palms
perhaps in animal footprints
while in earlier centuries
people wearing these
symbols openly
were seen...
for fog transforms
do not decipher me
I am mystery
no blood was shed
only ink to write this tale
o hidden folk
allow us your quantity
qualities from insights
equalities epiphany
formed
symbiotic symbols
scorned seen by
waiting to be
members
followers
cults and
cultures
usually drawn on shoulders
carved into their palms
perhaps in animal footprints
while in earlier centuries
people wearing these
symbols openly
were seen...
#magic
#shadows
87 reads
10 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
4th Mar 2025 7:46pm
4th Mar 2025 7:46pm
Cosmic conversations, cowritten with MalcolmG
Words splinter like jagged glass, carving through the throat—torn-apart breaths,
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
Flesh and phrases, stitched in erratic seams, each syllable a twisted spike.
You carve me, unmake me, remold me with guttural roars—flesh and verb,
I dissolve—fractured, flung—drifting in the wreckage of language's chaos.
Sounds faintly tumble, scraping vocal cords attune intrinsic fluttering
choired insects invoke chasms chanting . Follow now my demure shade as chiseled tones cast scarlet pristine plutonian spells. My satin shape burns buried fumes as my psyche seeps through...
#StreamOfConsciousness
97 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 9:10pm
19th Feb 2025 9:10pm
Lonesome Notes
Rhapsody blue eyes in shadows of lonesome notes
softly winging in the whispering breeze
Melancholia pulsing life in thoughts like a river
echoing ancestors I have known in dreams
With crow's feet on eyes and gray beard hair
over cataracts in streams and stones
Of ancient flowers, I have known
listening to nature sleeping in silent skies
Softly winging in the whispering breeze
softly winging in the whispering breeze
Melancholia pulsing life in thoughts like a river
echoing ancestors I have known in dreams
With crow's feet on eyes and gray beard hair
over cataracts in streams and stones
Of ancient flowers, I have known
listening to nature sleeping in silent skies
Softly winging in the whispering breeze
#nature
#philosophical
115 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 9:57pm
6th Feb 2025 9:57pm
Pastor Harry
Pastor Harry has had a little too much to drink
A couple of forties and now it's kind of hard to think
He jumps up behind the wheel and hits the gas
Little do the kiddies know: he's drunk off his ass
He sways and swerves and goes into the other lane
The other drivers are shouting "What the fuck? are you insane?"
He flicks them off and vomits on the windshield
Everybody on this motherfucking bus might get killed
Pastor Harry drives the motherfucking school bus
He doesn't let all the kids yell or cuss
This asshole is drinking...
A couple of forties and now it's kind of hard to think
He jumps up behind the wheel and hits the gas
Little do the kiddies know: he's drunk off his ass
He sways and swerves and goes into the other lane
The other drivers are shouting "What the fuck? are you insane?"
He flicks them off and vomits on the windshield
Everybody on this motherfucking bus might get killed
Pastor Harry drives the motherfucking school bus
He doesn't let all the kids yell or cuss
This asshole is drinking...
#alcohol
#children
#religion
#rhyming
#devil
79 reads
13 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 1:42pm
26th Feb 2025 1:42pm
~: Civarttiri
the spiritual energies
of this pent up cosmos ..
unlocks
as the planetary alignments
take a straight line magnetism
when the impossible leap
of Him happens.. just hop(p)ing
for Her..
Shiva he is … in a coming together
fusionsal One form with her, the
Shakthi..
dancing long both the gelling form
..until the rock hard echoing core
of cosmos cracks to a hell of a
breaking scream.. of a
sudden long beeping in
an...
of this pent up cosmos ..
unlocks
as the planetary alignments
take a straight line magnetism
when the impossible leap
of Him happens.. just hop(p)ing
for Her..
Shiva he is … in a coming together
fusionsal One form with her, the
Shakthi..
dancing long both the gelling form
..until the rock hard echoing core
of cosmos cracks to a hell of a
breaking scream.. of a
sudden long beeping in
an...
#astronomy
#love
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
#spiritual #StreamOfConsciousness
87 reads
4 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
10th Feb 2025 4:32pm
10th Feb 2025 4:32pm
Rite for Įlfröšull, the Elven trail
In opposite to where many an old tale tells about frightful figures
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange...
we the elven are made from light, we are ever fleeting formations
from elysian planes we strive against striding striders
invoking sol, sun, victor, vice,
we know not of burden
troll trombones might call
into soil.
I rhapsodize
from wooded vales
ringend blue
soft brown
hazel hills
purification
is calling through
hexen light
elven disc
I encompass peace
release relieve
from these gallows
strange...
#magic
#mythology
106 reads
6 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 11:36pm
18th Feb 2025 11:36pm
Path
I want to capture your beauty,
Not as an artist, but as a poet.
Let the love songs be sung by others,
Let me speak to your soul in words
seldom used.
I break out the violin bow,
For your heartstrings scream to be played.
God, I see you,
Pushing me toward Him,
Even as I try to turn and run.
You’re the moon,
And I’m the ocean,
Trying to avoid your gravitational pull.
You affect my tides,
Twice a week,
Yet I dream of you,
And still, I turn from the path...
Not as an artist, but as a poet.
Let the love songs be sung by others,
Let me speak to your soul in words
seldom used.
I break out the violin bow,
For your heartstrings scream to be played.
God, I see you,
Pushing me toward Him,
Even as I try to turn and run.
You’re the moon,
And I’m the ocean,
Trying to avoid your gravitational pull.
You affect my tides,
Twice a week,
Yet I dream of you,
And still, I turn from the path...
#LifeAsAWriter
#patience
#relationships
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry
102 reads
6 Comments
Stillalive1971
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 5:10am
13th Feb 2025 5:10am
Phoenix
500 years
an immortal Soul
Giving all hell
Purple and gold
Listen to the song
Of a bird that can not sing
Sweet jazz of Escobar
A Violin ring
What we have is a tour
The Phoenix Mi Amore
Swoop down
and Rescue Me
Become the things
I already see
Sound reasoning
And A peace of mind
Come quick Phoenix
There's not much time
I envy Your very ashes
you burn yourself
To be release
From sin
Only to resurrection
and your...
an immortal Soul
Giving all hell
Purple and gold
Listen to the song
Of a bird that can not sing
Sweet jazz of Escobar
A Violin ring
What we have is a tour
The Phoenix Mi Amore
Swoop down
and Rescue Me
Become the things
I already see
Sound reasoning
And A peace of mind
Come quick Phoenix
There's not much time
I envy Your very ashes
you burn yourself
To be release
From sin
Only to resurrection
and your...
#mythology
#unicorns
113 reads
8 Comments
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