Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Poems published by members most recently online.
13
Poem Published
29th Nov 2013 9:11pm
29th Nov 2013 9:11pm
Christine
Now, an ex-pao is a someone who is no longer a pao.
One who has seen the truth in the darkness of life,
read between the fine lines of deception,
and swallowed the light to keep it burning inside
without losing faith in what actually matters.
The definitive.
Paos follow the lies that a pao-padre barks about,
and also tries to pick up morals from the stories written
in the pao-codex(a book of tyranny and suffering and other abominable acts).
Then a pao tries to live and justify everyday actions
based on prior knowledge of the...
One who has seen the truth in the darkness of life,
read between the fine lines of deception,
and swallowed the light to keep it burning inside
without losing faith in what actually matters.
The definitive.
Paos follow the lies that a pao-padre barks about,
and also tries to pick up morals from the stories written
in the pao-codex(a book of tyranny and suffering and other abominable acts).
Then a pao tries to live and justify everyday actions
based on prior knowledge of the...
924 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:00pm
Yesterday 3:00pm
Thumbs
Unconscious thumbs of bamboo
awakening to Twilight seduced
by shadows of the moon's tongue
Clinging to the autumn's lips
growing colder with the eclipse
unconscious thumbs of bamboo
awakening to Twilight seduced
by shadows of the moon's tongue
Clinging to the autumn's lips
growing colder with the eclipse
unconscious thumbs of bamboo
#spiritual
40 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Mar 2023 8:58pm
28th Mar 2023 8:58pm
When I Lost My Father
When I Lost My Father
May was about to pass into June
Red clover was in bloom
in the fields around Natchez, Mississippi
Honeysuckle vines grew on the fences and trees
Whose flowers were picked by Children
To pinch off the bottom
and taste the sweetness within
“But my blackberry harvest came
long after Dad roamed
The blueberry barrens of Maine
In the solitude of his shyness
When time was a cool breeze
With Grammie...
May was about to pass into June
Red clover was in bloom
in the fields around Natchez, Mississippi
Honeysuckle vines grew on the fences and trees
Whose flowers were picked by Children
To pinch off the bottom
and taste the sweetness within
“But my blackberry harvest came
long after Dad roamed
The blueberry barrens of Maine
In the solitude of his shyness
When time was a cool breeze
With Grammie...
#grief
#father
#spring
#nature
#spiritual
468 reads
13 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 9:28pm
11th Sep 2024 9:28pm
a stupid way of leaving
a stupid way of leaving
a stupid way of leaving,
a wretched one of living
another time for thinking
how awkward, some are behaving
when the learned ones deceive
with the mindset they perceive
their words give much nausea
they can make you even vomit
their alibis worse than errors
'coz they live in daily terrors
into lonely nights they 'scape
fear their own shadows from rape
poetical depravity of the mind
a rarity of the masked kind
a literary genre poorly out-dated
base...
a stupid way of leaving,
a wretched one of living
another time for thinking
how awkward, some are behaving
when the learned ones deceive
with the mindset they perceive
their words give much nausea
they can make you even vomit
their alibis worse than errors
'coz they live in daily terrors
into lonely nights they 'scape
fear their own shadows from rape
poetical depravity of the mind
a rarity of the masked kind
a literary genre poorly out-dated
base...
#boredom
#frustration
#rejection #shame
#rejection #shame
137 reads
1 Comment
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 12:26pm
10th Dec 2024 12:26pm
To build a temple
born from nectar mouth
swelling swirling planes
where cosmic conversation
held space
beyond night mares
night neighed
in foal winds
minstrels sing
Yggdrasil
my face hidden
among folded lotus
where I bloomed
from your chest
as apples blossomed
I have always known existence
in hindsight of hibiscus light
when my white wild
winter robe silently
sweeps away
I bask in bark blood
once more life is given
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024 ...
swelling swirling planes
where cosmic conversation
held space
beyond night mares
night neighed
in foal winds
minstrels sing
Yggdrasil
my face hidden
among folded lotus
where I bloomed
from your chest
as apples blossomed
I have always known existence
in hindsight of hibiscus light
when my white wild
winter robe silently
sweeps away
I bask in bark blood
once more life is given
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024 ...
#feminism
41 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 00:55am
20th Nov 2024 00:55am
songs of loss and innocence
they play forever in your head
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
the temples expanding
as all our bodies age
and store up memories
until they die
and all that loss and innocence
flies out and impregnates the air
the temples of our thoughts
and feelings fall apart
#death
#LifeCycle
#memories #spiritual
#memories #spiritual
65 reads
1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
11th Jun 2023 4:02am
11th Jun 2023 4:02am
Will You
Ah will you let go, let go
Of everything you know, of everything you know
For thirty pieces of silver, thirty pieces of silver
Will your tongue fork and slither, fork and slither
Ah will you deny,deny
Before the sunrise, sunrise
Everything that you know, that you know
Before the cock crows, you deny what you know
Is the truth in you, after all that we've been through
How many times did I defend you, proving that my words are true
You placed your problems like wishes on my list
Claimed an undying love for me then did me like...
Of everything you know, of everything you know
For thirty pieces of silver, thirty pieces of silver
Will your tongue fork and slither, fork and slither
Ah will you deny,deny
Before the sunrise, sunrise
Everything that you know, that you know
Before the cock crows, you deny what you know
Is the truth in you, after all that we've been through
How many times did I defend you, proving that my words are true
You placed your problems like wishes on my list
Claimed an undying love for me then did me like...
#spiritual
299 reads
7 Comments
scatteredsilence
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 5:33pm
13th Nov 2024 5:33pm
Her
A soul crying….
Ready for dying
Emotional disintegration
Ravaging winds, scathing
Blistering tenderest lips into the night
Through opened doors
Shines the essence of her spirit
Flooding my area to full
Eclipsing these many fears
My fragile hands hold tight
Pulling this soul out into sight
Surely the world will understand
She is the love I’ve been dreaming about
In this moment, I will sing…
Will lift my heart for her to enter in
Allowing her to purge my flesh
Willing her to completely digest ...
Ready for dying
Emotional disintegration
Ravaging winds, scathing
Blistering tenderest lips into the night
Through opened doors
Shines the essence of her spirit
Flooding my area to full
Eclipsing these many fears
My fragile hands hold tight
Pulling this soul out into sight
Surely the world will understand
She is the love I’ve been dreaming about
In this moment, I will sing…
Will lift my heart for her to enter in
Allowing her to purge my flesh
Willing her to completely digest ...
#love
#spiritual
94 reads
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 7:14am
9th Nov 2024 7:14am
NATURISM MAKES A PRISM,
Naturism
makes a prism
through which to see
the nudity
of the body,
as not dirty
but quite worthy
in harmony
with creation.
Inspiration -
appreciate
God did create
first humans nudd,
saw "very good" *
in what He made
and thus displayed
in the garden
of his Eden.
* "So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him, male and female...God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.....The man and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame." -...
makes a prism
through which to see
the nudity
of the body,
as not dirty
but quite worthy
in harmony
with creation.
Inspiration -
appreciate
God did create
first humans nudd,
saw "very good" *
in what He made
and thus displayed
in the garden
of his Eden.
* "So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him, male and female...God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.....The man and his wife were both naked, and they felt no shame." -...
#happiness
#inspirational
#nature #spiritual
#nature #spiritual
92 reads
3 Comments
Feral
Poem Published
26th Oct 2023 00:50am
26th Oct 2023 00:50am
eleni adnasci
ix. breathing-in
.
.
.
.
.
.
…a wound of stillness…
root-worded, a long-toothed creature of the grave must I be;
sacrificing my eye to the mad tree, defiant.
There is a many-tongued spiraling silence
blooming creation in destruction -
perpetually adnascent,
reaching forward and stretching back into every insignificance -
I am living and dying them,
every moment,
repeatedly in once and forever
layered and -
seasonal-held in confrontation: the warp and weft,
weaving permanence...
.
.
.
.
.
.
…a wound of stillness…
root-worded, a long-toothed creature of the grave must I be;
sacrificing my eye to the mad tree, defiant.
There is a many-tongued spiraling silence
blooming creation in destruction -
perpetually adnascent,
reaching forward and stretching back into every insignificance -
I am living and dying them,
every moment,
repeatedly in once and forever
layered and -
seasonal-held in confrontation: the warp and weft,
weaving permanence...
#spiritual
254 reads
0 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:05am
2nd Dec 2024 2:05am
My Geji
#beauty
#girlfriend
#honesty
#love
#women
67 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 10:53am
10th Dec 2024 10:53am
Arachne
In the silence of the ancient grove,
we bow with humble hearts and minds
honoring the eight-legged delicate weave
their webs a testament to nature's craft.
Through the stillness whispers of their lore
threads of existence crossing patterns
in their presence we find harmony
balanced in the cycle of life’s design.
Oh gentle spirits of the eight legs
we celebrate your ceaseless toil
crafting wonders in the air between breaths
your webs the stars of earthly skies.
Beneath the moon's serene glow
your...
we bow with humble hearts and minds
honoring the eight-legged delicate weave
their webs a testament to nature's craft.
Through the stillness whispers of their lore
threads of existence crossing patterns
in their presence we find harmony
balanced in the cycle of life’s design.
Oh gentle spirits of the eight legs
we celebrate your ceaseless toil
crafting wonders in the air between breaths
your webs the stars of earthly skies.
Beneath the moon's serene glow
your...
#jealousy
#mythology
#nature
#spiritual
#wisdom
55 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Spiritual Poems about Religion, Atheism and New Age Spirituality
