Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
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WhiteFox
Poem Published
Today 6:34am
Today 6:34am
Footsteps
Holy Spirit walks with me
tells me to the left or right
guides me through the dark
reveals all things to me
the world has no meaning now
and I could never turn back
for the steps of a righteous man
are ordered by the Lord
my anxiety has gone
all fear has disappeared
sadness falls to the wayside
anger dissipates like smoke
you take delight in my growth
and I welcome your correction
I wear your words around my neck
and they keep my heart close to you
tells me to the left or right
guides me through the dark
reveals all things to me
the world has no meaning now
and I could never turn back
for the steps of a righteous man
are ordered by the Lord
my anxiety has gone
all fear has disappeared
sadness falls to the wayside
anger dissipates like smoke
you take delight in my growth
and I welcome your correction
I wear your words around my neck
and they keep my heart close to you
#spiritual
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sublime_rhymes
Poem Published
6th Nov 2022 9:21pm
6th Nov 2022 9:21pm
have you done the deal?
I once met a flower looking creature,
a dark volgur being with intense facial features,
a skilled investor,
who's met every ancestor,
if he comes for a deal it has already begun,
as people of previous was swayed by the words from his tongue,
he promises something truly astounding,
for a negative change in your surroundings,
the wish ends with you but the change is constant,
so whatever you chose should be quite significant,
because of the past people's permanent it might look like a curse,
perhaps you change the absolute that made your...
a dark volgur being with intense facial features,
a skilled investor,
who's met every ancestor,
if he comes for a deal it has already begun,
as people of previous was swayed by the words from his tongue,
he promises something truly astounding,
for a negative change in your surroundings,
the wish ends with you but the change is constant,
so whatever you chose should be quite significant,
because of the past people's permanent it might look like a curse,
perhaps you change the absolute that made your...
#devil
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
28th Jul 2014 12:39pm
28th Jul 2014 12:39pm
Fastball - My Spiritual Awakening through Baseball
I can hit the fastball
But I really want to hit the slider
Same thing in writing verse
The erotic comes easy
but my own core emotions
always leave me wanting more
fom myself
So, no erotic poems this morning
Going back to the basics
My need to write
I hope you will let me in
Even though I have been hard on you
I'm not a bad guy
And I don't spit too much
When I'm at the plate
But I really want to hit the slider
Same thing in writing verse
The erotic comes easy
but my own core emotions
always leave me wanting more
fom myself
So, no erotic poems this morning
Going back to the basics
My need to write
I hope you will let me in
Even though I have been hard on you
I'm not a bad guy
And I don't spit too much
When I'm at the plate
710 reads
6 Comments
CruelHandedWriter
Jamie Rhodes
Jamie Rhodes
Poem Published
21st Jan 2015 1:00pm
21st Jan 2015 1:00pm
Individuation: 1
Even looking at the page in this way
needing to shit, needing to shower
needing to eat, needing to rest
not really needing any of those things
just needing to feel how it felt.
That pattern was a necessity
now it comes as an option
and therefore loses its urgency
and all its meaning
even though I know I could always make it mean.
See, somewhere in between falling asleep
and my alarm that wakes me
in to an unemployed world
so that I hungrily jog to the boxing gym
where I spend an hour feeling just how disposable stress...
needing to shit, needing to shower
needing to eat, needing to rest
not really needing any of those things
just needing to feel how it felt.
That pattern was a necessity
now it comes as an option
and therefore loses its urgency
and all its meaning
even though I know I could always make it mean.
See, somewhere in between falling asleep
and my alarm that wakes me
in to an unemployed world
so that I hungrily jog to the boxing gym
where I spend an hour feeling just how disposable stress...
1197 reads
8 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
24th Sep 2022 8:56pm
24th Sep 2022 8:56pm
100 blessings
For every problem that you have,
you can count a hundred blessings".
I don't even remember who said this
back in 2002,
but it stuck with me
and guess what?
It's true!
I wasn't certain,
so I made a list.
Go on.
I dare you to try.
you can count a hundred blessings".
I don't even remember who said this
back in 2002,
but it stuck with me
and guess what?
It's true!
I wasn't certain,
so I made a list.
Go on.
I dare you to try.
#hope
#LifeStruggles
#faith #spiritual
#faith #spiritual
107 reads
4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 2:16pm
16th Sep 2021 2:16pm
reverie
in the dawning hours I am silent
solemnly beholding beauty
gentle quiet embraces my soul
as first blush kisses the horizon
I find myself in sync with nature
the dew kisses the grass
and the trees change guard
in the flower beds the buds start to open
and the sun warms their faces
I walk in the garden every day amazed by it's grander
delicate epiphany everything so perfectly formed
with the mind of a true artist
the birds take to the winds
and song fills the air
I become one with my mother Earth
...
solemnly beholding beauty
gentle quiet embraces my soul
as first blush kisses the horizon
I find myself in sync with nature
the dew kisses the grass
and the trees change guard
in the flower beds the buds start to open
and the sun warms their faces
I walk in the garden every day amazed by it's grander
delicate epiphany everything so perfectly formed
with the mind of a true artist
the birds take to the winds
and song fills the air
I become one with my mother Earth
...
#love
#nature
#spiritual
294 reads
6 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
17th Nov 2022 7:55pm
17th Nov 2022 7:55pm
Golden Pond
Moonlight dancing over silent waters
gently flowing over soft quarters
across stones and leaves of caravels
cascading over the water mill of my mind
as heaven in all its glory shines
lighting the golden pond
with the water that has past
gently flowing over soft quarters
moonlight dancing over silent waters
gently flowing over soft quarters
across stones and leaves of caravels
cascading over the water mill of my mind
as heaven in all its glory shines
lighting the golden pond
with the water that has past
gently flowing over soft quarters
moonlight dancing over silent waters
#philosophical
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DaddyScruff
Poem Published
24th Sep 2021 7:20pm
24th Sep 2021 7:20pm
Words
We are all words
Coming from the mouth
Of the Great Speaker.
From His lips He created dust.
And from that dust came bones.
From that very breath of His mouth
He gave us flesh.
And with that flesh came a spirit.
And now in Two Thousand and whatever it is,
We speak.
And though we speak many words,
We often say nothing.
Sometimes every word from our tongues
Are as empty as a canyon with no water.
Sometimes they sting as sharp
As a double edge sword.
Other times they are...
Coming from the mouth
Of the Great Speaker.
From His lips He created dust.
And from that dust came bones.
From that very breath of His mouth
He gave us flesh.
And with that flesh came a spirit.
And now in Two Thousand and whatever it is,
We speak.
And though we speak many words,
We often say nothing.
Sometimes every word from our tongues
Are as empty as a canyon with no water.
Sometimes they sting as sharp
As a double edge sword.
Other times they are...
#spiritual
332 reads
4 Comments
FriarAbbot
Poem Published
17th Sep 2022 2:00pm
17th Sep 2022 2:00pm
No Pocket Lint
Death takes no middle ground
I might as well be a ghost
running helter skelter
between late and early
past my epithet as I pull
a rabbit out of the hat
feeling not afraid
but pocket lint
has no place in my soul
or emptiness
leaving me half full
I might as well be a ghost
running helter skelter
between late and early
past my epithet as I pull
a rabbit out of the hat
feeling not afraid
but pocket lint
has no place in my soul
or emptiness
leaving me half full
#philosophical
108 reads
0 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
29th Sep 2022 6:38pm
29th Sep 2022 6:38pm
Finding our way back home
sunlight plays across the wings of a dragonfly,
shatters light in a thousands rays of laughter.
Mirth bubbles up from the well of my soul
With spirits set free,
I drift on the whispered breath of fate,
seeking the beating heart of faith,
finding our power
is belief in one another
I am in the trees,
I am sunlight,
playing tag across golden meadows.
I am the dragonfly scattering the...
shatters light in a thousands rays of laughter.
Mirth bubbles up from the well of my soul
With spirits set free,
I drift on the whispered breath of fate,
seeking the beating heart of faith,
finding our power
is belief in one another
I am in the trees,
I am sunlight,
playing tag across golden meadows.
I am the dragonfly scattering the...
#faith
#rebirth
#fate #spiritual
#fate #spiritual
118 reads
6 Comments
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
10th Nov 2022 00:26am
10th Nov 2022 00:26am
beyond
gazing into empty space;
subconsciously one meditates;
feeling more than words could say;
dreaming soul would separate;
one has no mask-one has no face;
the way one's shell deteriorates;
one's soul connects but hates this place;
one's only goal is great escape;
one mostly self evaluates;
though everything makes way to fade into the
mystery that waits....
one's soul creates a happy place; ...
subconsciously one meditates;
feeling more than words could say;
dreaming soul would separate;
one has no mask-one has no face;
the way one's shell deteriorates;
one's soul connects but hates this place;
one's only goal is great escape;
one mostly self evaluates;
though everything makes way to fade into the
mystery that waits....
one's soul creates a happy place; ...
#spiritual
#uplifting
#myself
#freedom
#escape
76 reads
Em-ily
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2022 8:12pm
23rd Nov 2022 8:12pm
Pause and effect
Pause and effect
3:25
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3 目 2
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How It Started
#religion
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#LifeChangingMoment
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3:25
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A deepundergroundpoetry.com
3 目 2
1
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How It Started
#religion
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My Drafts (called me)
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
#LifeChangingMoment
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Hey...
#love
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