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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
26th Nov 2018 4:28pm
26th Nov 2018 4:28pm
A Sinner's Prayer
My Lord, My God
I pray to thee
Bestow upon us forgiveness
Just thy blessings upon me
For to say that I haven't sin
I've offended thee again
Please excuse the flesh
Which causes our shame
Being of essence I bare witness
Mankind claims supremacy but needs forgiveness
Blessed is he that bows before thee
I appear to plea upon bent knees
Facing each transgression with an apology
And with bent head begging for your mercy
Not only for myself but also for my sisters and brothers
For how can I be saved without...
I pray to thee
Bestow upon us forgiveness
Just thy blessings upon me
For to say that I haven't sin
I've offended thee again
Please excuse the flesh
Which causes our shame
Being of essence I bare witness
Mankind claims supremacy but needs forgiveness
Blessed is he that bows before thee
I appear to plea upon bent knees
Facing each transgression with an apology
And with bent head begging for your mercy
Not only for myself but also for my sisters and brothers
For how can I be saved without...
#religion
#spiritual
#heaven
129 reads
13 Comments
mebo
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2017 10:17am
23rd Jan 2017 10:17am
Deliverance: On the Last Day
What happened?
In the second fall from faith
He cast me from our garden, why?
He said, surely we won’t die
Was I his
Piercing Lucifer
Dark thorn drawn
Blood bloom needle through his eye?
Maybe he dreamt foolish
That our Lord of Love would repen history
Drawing him again under sheltering wings
In bargain for our gamboling lamb
Wearing his hair shirt, swallowing soot,
Life for austerity of love?
Sudden exile, no...
In the second fall from faith
He cast me from our garden, why?
He said, surely we won’t die
Was I his
Piercing Lucifer
Dark thorn drawn
Blood bloom needle through his eye?
Maybe he dreamt foolish
That our Lord of Love would repen history
Drawing him again under sheltering wings
In bargain for our gamboling lamb
Wearing his hair shirt, swallowing soot,
Life for austerity of love?
Sudden exile, no...
324 reads
0 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
18th Sep 2018 11:35pm
18th Sep 2018 11:35pm
What Is Real Love Anyway?
Do you want to know how to tell if a love is real
Would you like to know when it's unconditional
Real and unconditional should be the same thing
The words 'real' and 'unconditional seem simple
Yet they are thrown out like candy devaluing both
So where do I start?
The test for real love is does it last
Does it affect all your waking hours
You cant get them out of your mind
You smile every time you see them
You are always pleased to see them
You'd do anything for them
You'd always love and care for them
You would literally...
Would you like to know when it's unconditional
Real and unconditional should be the same thing
The words 'real' and 'unconditional seem simple
Yet they are thrown out like candy devaluing both
So where do I start?
The test for real love is does it last
Does it affect all your waking hours
You cant get them out of your mind
You smile every time you see them
You are always pleased to see them
You'd do anything for them
You'd always love and care for them
You would literally...
#love
173 reads
8 Comments
MysticalRose
Poem Published
12th Mar 2019 3:15pm
12th Mar 2019 3:15pm
Old Soul
Her thoughts so tender
are reflection of a soul:
one that is thousands and
thousands of years old
Experiencing a multitude of incarnations; ever learning, ever growing
through many trials and
tribulations
Evolving, metamorphosing
into this spiritual being;
she is love; she is light
radiating the divine cosmic sheen
are reflection of a soul:
one that is thousands and
thousands of years old
Experiencing a multitude of incarnations; ever learning, ever growing
through many trials and
tribulations
Evolving, metamorphosing
into this spiritual being;
she is love; she is light
radiating the divine cosmic sheen
#rebirth
#spiritual
113 reads
22 Comments
NimmieAmee
Poem Published
25th Apr 2013 7:42am
25th Apr 2013 7:42am
The wise know to let go...
The burden of morality
is a heavy soul,
weighed down
by minute transgressions
those of less moral
and more wise dispositions
know to forgive.
To endeavor to tell the truth,
whole and nothing else,
often flies in the face
of kindness;
a choice needing to be made
between the stomach aching,
ulcer crippling pain
of dishonesty,
and the lesser guilt
of causing someone sadness.
The decision is made
and the truth avoided;
another's peace of mind
always more weighty
than self torment.
Constant...
is a heavy soul,
weighed down
by minute transgressions
those of less moral
and more wise dispositions
know to forgive.
To endeavor to tell the truth,
whole and nothing else,
often flies in the face
of kindness;
a choice needing to be made
between the stomach aching,
ulcer crippling pain
of dishonesty,
and the lesser guilt
of causing someone sadness.
The decision is made
and the truth avoided;
another's peace of mind
always more weighty
than self torment.
Constant...
435 reads
6 Comments
Lookawaynow
Rose
Rose
Poem Published
28th Feb 2019 2:01pm
28th Feb 2019 2:01pm
Dream Writing
The little things we
remember
Details
but for a brief glimpse
Dreams..they come and go...
I was searching on foot
Unfamiliar
territory local
An address with a conservatory
Someone from my past whom
I disliked
I said I'd be there
On foot
No phone
No direction but a road name
A postman for directions
Finding a sunny square
Still the wrong place
People milling in the sunshine
On their phones
One quite loud to my right
To my left
Tall ...
#SelfDiscovery
35 reads
6 Comments
theEgoEffect
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 6:20pm
21st Mar 2019 6:20pm
droplets
droplets in a squall
calm amidst empty uproars
no storm to weather
calm amidst empty uproars
no storm to weather
#rain
#peace
#spiritual
#haiku
#gratitude
51 reads
7 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
1st Dec 2018 6:27am
1st Dec 2018 6:27am
Having Faith
When you are standing on the other side of the mountain and are thinking
To yourself that you will never make it, but then you have heard this voice
That rings louder than anything else in your head. My darling, stop sinking
Even if you are facing a big army and all the naysayers. You have a choice
To make, but do not waste it on that negativity and drama that gets you
Nowhere fast. Someday all of your hope, happiness, faith, and the rejoice
Is going to multiply, growing stronger with every breath you. Your blue
Sky will become brighter. You...
To yourself that you will never make it, but then you have heard this voice
That rings louder than anything else in your head. My darling, stop sinking
Even if you are facing a big army and all the naysayers. You have a choice
To make, but do not waste it on that negativity and drama that gets you
Nowhere fast. Someday all of your hope, happiness, faith, and the rejoice
Is going to multiply, growing stronger with every breath you. Your blue
Sky will become brighter. You...
#religion
#faith
#honesty
90 reads
0 Comments
tmoj
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Poem Published
30th Sep 2018 11:12pm
30th Sep 2018 11:12pm
Past
Walking backwards
Trying to find my way to the past
Running into mirrors
But they're just glass.
Trying to find my way to the past
Running into mirrors
But they're just glass.
#childhood
#dreams
#memories
196 reads
4 Comments
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2019 6:41pm
2nd Jan 2019 6:41pm
Cocoon*
(Listening to Blaze-Here With Me (Roots Extended Vocal Version))
Looking down upon
The Sun
To Spirit Hole these
Winter
Months with
Silken
Web
Spun;
contained
protected
Swallowtail
Pupating
At the Tree
Base for
Chrysalis in
Spring;
Hosting a
Species
Of Recycled
Locations
Now
Concealed;
Awakening
Their
Deathless state.
Looking down upon
The Sun
To Spirit Hole these
Winter
Months with
Silken
Web
Spun;
contained
protected
Swallowtail
Pupating
At the Tree
Base for
Chrysalis in
Spring;
Hosting a
Species
Of Recycled
Locations
Now
Concealed;
Awakening
Their
Deathless state.
#winter
#spring
#butterfly
#nature
#SelfReflection
63 reads
4 Comments
Heatherjane
Heather jane
Heather jane
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:24pm
Yesterday 7:24pm
Midnight Meditation
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
I have four walls I call home
The artificial light proud above me
The clock on my left strikes all alone
The windows allow for their limited view
Doors locked tight against the worldly night
The box repeats the same old tune
Casting its line for another bite
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
Push down the four walls with my mind
The light above crashes around me
The clock no longer defines my time
The window pane has had its day
Doors lay waste to bridge my leave ...
I have four walls I call home
The artificial light proud above me
The clock on my left strikes all alone
The windows allow for their limited view
Doors locked tight against the worldly night
The box repeats the same old tune
Casting its line for another bite
I stand alone at the strike of midnight
Push down the four walls with my mind
The light above crashes around me
The clock no longer defines my time
The window pane has had its day
Doors lay waste to bridge my leave ...
#meditation
10 reads
1 Comment
Naajir
Poem Published
29th Mar 2018 4:41pm
29th Mar 2018 4:41pm
E.T. IZM
conjure the plan
from the plan{E} of dreams
plan{T} the seed
inspire the plan{ET}
through the Extra Terrestrial vibes
that dwells within the
human-nexus
from the plan{E} of dreams
plan{T} the seed
inspire the plan{ET}
through the Extra Terrestrial vibes
that dwells within the
human-nexus
#inspirational
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
218 reads
2 Comments
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