Spiritual Poems by Members Last Online
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
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drone
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 10:31am
14th Nov 2019 10:31am
Looking Carefully
They say
if you look
very carefully
within your eyes
you will see
what was when
what is now
and what will come
to be
on this road
that you travel
with the lost
who are free
if you look
very carefully
within your eyes
you will see
what was when
what is now
and what will come
to be
on this road
that you travel
with the lost
who are free
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
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JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 7:51pm
13th Nov 2019 7:51pm
DIY
I would like to return
with the Owner's Manual
in my next life
so I can actually enjoy it
instead of spending 49 years
give or take 9 months
struggling to assemble this product
without the instruction pamphlet
with the Owner's Manual
in my next life
so I can actually enjoy it
instead of spending 49 years
give or take 9 months
struggling to assemble this product
without the instruction pamphlet
#LifeStruggles
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PurplePandas
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 4:53am
29th Oct 2019 4:53am
Dear Dad #3
Why couldn't you just try to wait?
Why couldn't you go on a later date?
Why did you have to go at all?
Was it me? Was it all my fault?
Was there anything I could have done?
Could I have even changed the outcome?
Is this all just wishful thinking on my end?
Did you know you were having a grand kid?
Why didn't you wait to meet your grandson?
Didn't you want to see what he'll become?
I'm on my third.
This one is a girl.
Are you going to watch over them?
Do you love all of your grand kids?
Can I...
Why couldn't you go on a later date?
Why did you have to go at all?
Was it me? Was it all my fault?
Was there anything I could have done?
Could I have even changed the outcome?
Is this all just wishful thinking on my end?
Did you know you were having a grand kid?
Why didn't you wait to meet your grandson?
Didn't you want to see what he'll become?
I'm on my third.
This one is a girl.
Are you going to watch over them?
Do you love all of your grand kids?
Can I...
#grief
#death
#IMissYou
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 9:52pm
17th Nov 2019 9:52pm
The Elements Bring Out The Magic I Seek
( Tanka )
〰️🐚〰️
Mother driftwood sighs—
shaped by Nature’s fickle storm,
yet her insistence
the old Sage whispers to me
as I come to pay respects
〰️🐚〰️
the honor embraced,
I feel the tree within her
alive, evoking—
the gulls soar in with each rush
as she hears my ocean breath
〰️🐚〰️
〰️🐚〰️
Mother driftwood sighs—
shaped by Nature’s fickle storm,
yet her insistence
the old Sage whispers to me
as I come to pay respects
〰️🐚〰️
the honor embraced,
I feel the tree within her
alive, evoking—
the gulls soar in with each rush
as she hears my ocean breath
〰️🐚〰️
#trees
#sea
#wind
#nature
#spiritual
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it_lord
Poem Published
21st Jul 2019 2:11pm
21st Jul 2019 2:11pm
53:53
Climbing up the stairs
Leaving down all despairs
And without any scares
Because I'm all about dares
Leaving down all despairs
And without any scares
Because I'm all about dares
#spiritual
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The_Silly_Sibyl
Poem Published
12th Sep 2019 6:29pm
12th Sep 2019 6:29pm
simple furnishings
we languished
underneath
a tree
talking of things
that couldn't be
and then died singly
in rooms
with simple furnishings
-
I remember church:
with deep carpets
and white pulpits,
flowers and coffee
in the tiled lobby,
colourful Bibles
on shelves.
The generations tidied up
and plastered stony walls,
installed stoves,
de-splintered pews,
upholstered God
from beard to robe,
and scented Him
with fresh lemons.
...
underneath
a tree
talking of things
that couldn't be
and then died singly
in rooms
with simple furnishings
-
I remember church:
with deep carpets
and white pulpits,
flowers and coffee
in the tiled lobby,
colourful Bibles
on shelves.
The generations tidied up
and plastered stony walls,
installed stoves,
de-splintered pews,
upholstered God
from beard to robe,
and scented Him
with fresh lemons.
...
#religion
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De420
Poem Published
7th Dec 2019 10:20am
7th Dec 2019 10:20am
True Poetry! Spirituality
True poetry is real no matter how fancy it may be made to be!
even simplicity has its uses in the end to understand the greater good!
Jesus has preped god for the coming, the second or the third or the first i donno hahaha but he is believe it
NWO is coming and so is he with it bringing eternity in this astral plane
GOD is afaid of being neglected and feared so dont judge him or fear though through me he speaks to you in unison
he needs time to prepare and understand you creatures such angry little basterds, please be good he says
for he is COMING...
even simplicity has its uses in the end to understand the greater good!
Jesus has preped god for the coming, the second or the third or the first i donno hahaha but he is believe it
NWO is coming and so is he with it bringing eternity in this astral plane
GOD is afaid of being neglected and feared so dont judge him or fear though through me he speaks to you in unison
he needs time to prepare and understand you creatures such angry little basterds, please be good he says
for he is COMING...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 7:46pm
9th Nov 2019 7:46pm
sunshine
the sun spoke to me insisting I listen
I was busy wasting time
I didn't care to hear
my soul filed away
bare not caring to cover myself
the sun scream listen to me!
child of the dawn I will not have this
you've pawned your very crown
vagrants of time wear your clothes
pass themselves off as truth
you remain silent
content to sleep
awaken and shine your countenance
no more time to waste
the peoples cry for manna
their prayers rise as smoke
indignant in suffering
where...
I was busy wasting time
I didn't care to hear
my soul filed away
bare not caring to cover myself
the sun scream listen to me!
child of the dawn I will not have this
you've pawned your very crown
vagrants of time wear your clothes
pass themselves off as truth
you remain silent
content to sleep
awaken and shine your countenance
no more time to waste
the peoples cry for manna
their prayers rise as smoke
indignant in suffering
where...
#love
#spiritual
#metaphor
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gardenlover
Poem Published
31st Dec 2017 8:48am
31st Dec 2017 8:48am
Prophet
There was a man born in a manger
Who's life got stranger and stranger
'I'm son of god
I'm not a fraud'
Not realizing his life was in danger
Who's life got stranger and stranger
'I'm son of god
I'm not a fraud'
Not realizing his life was in danger
#spiritual
#limerick
#SelfReflection
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Sky_dancer
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 2:47pm
3rd Dec 2019 2:47pm
The Age of Kali Yuga {with Carpe_Noctem}
I'm that blinding blizzard
the avalanche that rolls down the
mountain when you cry
Cyclones of suffering;
clearing the ground
I am torrential, devistation
A squall, coming to capsize bones
The tempest all sailors dread
Brimstone fury; reign dragon skies
inferno with no end
A war in the clouds,
Gods' firepower illuminating
Wrath and destruction
I am the fire at the end of the aeon
After the age of metal
Consuming everything
Willful ignorance the dish of the...
the avalanche that rolls down the
mountain when you cry
Cyclones of suffering;
clearing the ground
I am torrential, devistation
A squall, coming to capsize bones
The tempest all sailors dread
Brimstone fury; reign dragon skies
inferno with no end
A war in the clouds,
Gods' firepower illuminating
Wrath and destruction
I am the fire at the end of the aeon
After the age of metal
Consuming everything
Willful ignorance the dish of the...
#dark
#WritingPoetry
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Joshuaberry
Ancestor
Ancestor
Poem Published
26th Feb 2018 10:26pm
26th Feb 2018 10:26pm
Vi un ángel
When I was eating my meal(not yours),
And the glottis taking it in (not forced).
I felt a rumble around me,
Which took my eyes off my meal.
Twas a portrait i did see,
Clear and crystaled like the sea:
A man girded in a flowing white gown,
Crowned with brightness,in beauty drown.
His face round like the ball of nature,
Sculped within it are fiery eyeballs in distinct structures.
His hair coiled like adders in their hood,
Fresh like the dawn,ointment on it loosed.
Huuh! He's not taller than my father-
Not fatter,medium nor...
And the glottis taking it in (not forced).
I felt a rumble around me,
Which took my eyes off my meal.
Twas a portrait i did see,
Clear and crystaled like the sea:
A man girded in a flowing white gown,
Crowned with brightness,in beauty drown.
His face round like the ball of nature,
Sculped within it are fiery eyeballs in distinct structures.
His hair coiled like adders in their hood,
Fresh like the dawn,ointment on it loosed.
Huuh! He's not taller than my father-
Not fatter,medium nor...
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jemac
Poem Published
5th Dec 2013 6:38pm
5th Dec 2013 6:38pm
The Acorn
I am asked this question so often...
Do You Believe: Yes..
Do you worship in Church: No
Why?:I believe God
is everywhere I don't need to sit in a single room or house to be closer to him.
My Church is the Universe.
occasionally though..there are ministers that touch on life and death in the most profound ways...this happened very recently at a memorial service...
and I am paraphrasing...
The Acorn
is a symbol of
potential, strength,
life, fertility and immortality.
We all know what this is...
I carry an acorn in my pocket...
Do You Believe: Yes..
Do you worship in Church: No
Why?:I believe God
is everywhere I don't need to sit in a single room or house to be closer to him.
My Church is the Universe.
occasionally though..there are ministers that touch on life and death in the most profound ways...this happened very recently at a memorial service...
and I am paraphrasing...
The Acorn
is a symbol of
potential, strength,
life, fertility and immortality.
We all know what this is...
I carry an acorn in my pocket...
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