Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Poems published by members most recently online.
~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
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the singing bowl [gong]
take me to nirvana
down an alley
in mullumbimbi
where silent ombre hippies
shuck faux chakras
in temples of fire and steam
sadist priests conjure
blissful depths of inferno
in a vortex of eucalypt ghost flame
the rite of sweat and chloral rapture
[gong]
euphoria gurgles and puffs
amongst the golden...
down an alley
in mullumbimbi
where silent ombre hippies
shuck faux chakras
in temples of fire and steam
sadist priests conjure
blissful depths of inferno
in a vortex of eucalypt ghost flame
the rite of sweat and chloral rapture
[gong]
euphoria gurgles and puffs
amongst the golden...
#heaven
#hell
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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
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Warding Off The Chill
In moments of forgotten twilight risen,
still, the winds of a silence spoken,
whispering soft words adoring.
With wings folded warding off the chill,
my beautiful butterfly from the quill
of shadows falling on the window sill.
Embracing the sounds of gentle snoring,
riding the night winds contently oaring,
preserving the memories of love knowing.
Writing this poem so I can pray.
the tiller of life has left me saved
confined and still not afraid.
still, the winds of a silence spoken,
whispering soft words adoring.
With wings folded warding off the chill,
my beautiful butterfly from the quill
of shadows falling on the window sill.
Embracing the sounds of gentle snoring,
riding the night winds contently oaring,
preserving the memories of love knowing.
Writing this poem so I can pray.
the tiller of life has left me saved
confined and still not afraid.
#philosophical
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Hecatean Pursuits

#moon
#night
#TruthOfLife
#evolution
#witches
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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
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2024 November Poems >> i fathom not why He should choose the least
No. 08
i fathom not why He should choose the least
an awe-inspired confessional
Remembering Eerie
“It is not death that a man should fear,
but he should fear never beginning to live.”―Marcus Aurelius
i wonder if it's almost time to die,
because my bloom is as the century palm
whose shoot with fragrance paints the evening sky
of spikenard, for its withering of calm.
am i the thornbird with his sweetest song, ...
i fathom not why He should choose the least
an awe-inspired confessional
Remembering Eerie
“It is not death that a man should fear,
but he should fear never beginning to live.”―Marcus Aurelius
i wonder if it's almost time to die,
because my bloom is as the century palm
whose shoot with fragrance paints the evening sky
of spikenard, for its withering of calm.
am i the thornbird with his sweetest song, ...
#death
#grief
#memorial #respect
#memorial #respect
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Adjusting The Dial (collab with adagio)
The gossipers of the clouds
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search...
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search...
#freedom
#God
#spiritual
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personalities and predators
lingering in the shadows is who I really am
but that shifts so much I am uncertain
I'll be going to counseling soon
I'm worried I will give a variable of personalities
That hint at me but don't touch
it hurts too much to be touched
my soul doesn't like it
people reaching for you
only to manhandle you
roll their eyes or sigh
I'm not much for talking
my dream of heaven is solitude
where I can dream and create
and only have guests that are invited
flowers and a cottage
no need for a mansion in the clouds...
but that shifts so much I am uncertain
I'll be going to counseling soon
I'm worried I will give a variable of personalities
That hint at me but don't touch
it hurts too much to be touched
my soul doesn't like it
people reaching for you
only to manhandle you
roll their eyes or sigh
I'm not much for talking
my dream of heaven is solitude
where I can dream and create
and only have guests that are invited
flowers and a cottage
no need for a mansion in the clouds...
#MentalHealth
#monsters
#PTSD #spiritual
#PTSD #spiritual
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A Father's Prosper
No weapon formed against me shall ever prosper
That's the divine decree from my heavenly Father
Yet, they seem to prosper each and everyday
So those words sound cliche as faith starts to sway
But I still find a way to stay and to persevere
Til a bullet comes my way and takes me outta here
It may veer as a stray or a assassin's bullseye
That conveys how to sashay like a ribbon in the sky
Should I pray away dismay or go at it toe to toe
When life makes me its prey but I refuse to go
To go with the flow like a hoe down on my knees...
That's the divine decree from my heavenly Father
Yet, they seem to prosper each and everyday
So those words sound cliche as faith starts to sway
But I still find a way to stay and to persevere
Til a bullet comes my way and takes me outta here
It may veer as a stray or a assassin's bullseye
That conveys how to sashay like a ribbon in the sky
Should I pray away dismay or go at it toe to toe
When life makes me its prey but I refuse to go
To go with the flow like a hoe down on my knees...
#LifeStruggles
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2 Comments
Infinitely inherent
02/30
Infinitely inherent
Lately, i feel quite fatigued
spiritually weak and tired
drowning in personal sweat
all to consuming
eating away day in, night out
immanently opposite
lusting to break free
from the gravitational pull
of Gaia’s keep
. . . . .
i am more than ready
for the transcendent
experience
we all will gain
( Releasing
that which a higher plane
of enlightened energies
enveloped all ...
Infinitely inherent
Lately, i feel quite fatigued
spiritually weak and tired
drowning in personal sweat
all to consuming
eating away day in, night out
immanently opposite
lusting to break free
from the gravitational pull
of Gaia’s keep
. . . . .
i am more than ready
for the transcendent
experience
we all will gain
( Releasing
that which a higher plane
of enlightened energies
enveloped all ...
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2024
#philosophical #NaPoWriMo2024
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Myth Haikus
Thoth
Scroll of stars unfolds,
wisdom flows through measured time.
Eye records it all.
Gilgamesh
Walls rise to the sky,
friendship forged, yet doomed to fade.
Mortals seek their name.
Tupă
Thunder splits the night,
roaring whispers through the storm.
Creation takes breath.
Amaterazu
Hidden in her cave,
sunlight fades, the world grows cold.
Hope draws her to dance.
Shango
Drums thunder the sky,
lightning splits the heavens wide. ...
Scroll of stars unfolds,
wisdom flows through measured time.
Eye records it all.
Gilgamesh
Walls rise to the sky,
friendship forged, yet doomed to fade.
Mortals seek their name.
Tupă
Thunder splits the night,
roaring whispers through the storm.
Creation takes breath.
Amaterazu
Hidden in her cave,
sunlight fades, the world grows cold.
Hope draws her to dance.
Shango
Drums thunder the sky,
lightning splits the heavens wide. ...
#culture
#mirror
#mythology
#religion
#tradition
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