Spiritual Poems by Top Critiquers
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Poetry which debates religion, atheism and New Age spirituality
Poems written by Top Critiquers
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 2:32am
22nd Apr 2020 2:32am
A-lone Wolf
(Visual Entry)
#spiritual
#learning
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
#morality
241 reads
56 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:58pm
Yesterday 3:58pm
Comfortably Numb
I was a fresh tube of paint, Indian Yellow,
in wait to experience the slick skin
of a gesso'd canvas—or paper'd
Poetry put to pictures, a visual gift
After hand-to-hand combat
With the muse. I had never known
A scent of turpentine permeating
The space of an atelier,
Unlike my friend, whose name
Was that of a man's, Michael,
Yet, she was feminine as they come.
Michael, who had fallen obsessively
Within the composition of one
Who would unwittingly become
My greatest mentor. Me, starry-eyed ...
in wait to experience the slick skin
of a gesso'd canvas—or paper'd
Poetry put to pictures, a visual gift
After hand-to-hand combat
With the muse. I had never known
A scent of turpentine permeating
The space of an atelier,
Unlike my friend, whose name
Was that of a man's, Michael,
Yet, she was feminine as they come.
Michael, who had fallen obsessively
Within the composition of one
Who would unwittingly become
My greatest mentor. Me, starry-eyed ...
#secrets
#philosophical
#TedHughes
51 reads
9 Comments
Honoria
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 5:44am
30th Jul 2019 5:44am
Offering
Laid bare before you
I surrender my sword and shield
Prostrate and humbled
I offer you my insecurity
It’s my most trusted trait
I beseech you to accept it gently
From this reredos of prayer
I am servant to it no more
Wash away these abject hurts
I envelop your embrace
With your assistance
I will amble toward forgiveness
Accompanied by this gift
I can finally rest
I surrender my sword and shield
Prostrate and humbled
I offer you my insecurity
It’s my most trusted trait
I beseech you to accept it gently
From this reredos of prayer
I am servant to it no more
Wash away these abject hurts
I envelop your embrace
With your assistance
I will amble toward forgiveness
Accompanied by this gift
I can finally rest
#redemption
244 reads
9 Comments
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
417 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
20th Jun 2020 4:49am
20th Jun 2020 4:49am
prophesiah
eternities breath consumes me
I breathe in her air and realize how small I am
I weep for peoples oppressed
can I really make a change?
evil rears its head within me
will I go on from this test?
when I meet the creator
will he say well done?
tears of repentance wash over my spirit
I'm so dark sometimes
I wonder where it comes from
do I stand a chance in this depressed world?
lambs to a slaughter
picked off one by one
thinking no one sees
He does
I don't know the...
I breathe in her air and realize how small I am
I weep for peoples oppressed
can I really make a change?
evil rears its head within me
will I go on from this test?
when I meet the creator
will he say well done?
tears of repentance wash over my spirit
I'm so dark sometimes
I wonder where it comes from
do I stand a chance in this depressed world?
lambs to a slaughter
picked off one by one
thinking no one sees
He does
I don't know the...
#love
#God
#spiritual #inequality
#spiritual #inequality
69 reads
18 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:28pm
Yesterday 3:28pm
Stardust
Stardust
#spiritual
#SelfReflection
23 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
24th Jan 2020 1:03pm
24th Jan 2020 1:03pm
THOSE AGAINST US
He that isnt against us is for us, for they come into our lives with a heart, mind, and deep spiritual soul. They give of themselves not looking for anything in return, but the best for us as they have our best interest at heart as they truly want that for us.
But he that is against us is not for us, as this shall come to pass for the most highest spiritual soul shall and will open your eyes and...
But he that is against us is not for us, as this shall come to pass for the most highest spiritual soul shall and will open your eyes and...
#LifeStruggles
#devil
#TruthOfLife #LifeChangingMoment
#TruthOfLife #LifeChangingMoment
86 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Jun 2020 11:22pm
28th Jun 2020 11:22pm
If Only
Visual-Compassion Is The Root of Love
#love
#motivational
#inspirational
64 reads
10 Comments
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
17th Mar 2018 5:23pm
17th Mar 2018 5:23pm
Untitled pointing to nothing
Standing alone in the surf. Again. Sky is bruised by the endless battle. Changing. Apophis retreats. Nothing. Ra’s spear triumphs. Again.
Silence reigns over all. Rushing. Waters upon waters. Hissing. I bleed. Roaring. I remember. Hushed. I forget. Retreating. Everything.
Everything is music. Raindrops fall.
Make a fist. Tensing. Muscles answer. Growing. Stand out in a circular mound upon my arm. Rising. Veins protrude. Nothing. Forks in rivers of green, beneath translucent shadows of skin. Nothing. Rising like the dawn at my wrist.
Open my...
Silence reigns over all. Rushing. Waters upon waters. Hissing. I bleed. Roaring. I remember. Hushed. I forget. Retreating. Everything.
Everything is music. Raindrops fall.
Make a fist. Tensing. Muscles answer. Growing. Stand out in a circular mound upon my arm. Rising. Veins protrude. Nothing. Forks in rivers of green, beneath translucent shadows of skin. Nothing. Rising like the dawn at my wrist.
Open my...
#morning
415 reads
11 Comments
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
12th Jul 2019 2:26am
12th Jul 2019 2:26am
Fleeting Moments
So fleeting,
life is a journey
we travel,
each day,
a more precise
picture,
moments that will
define us,
moments that
are swept away
with the current
of our yesterdays,
only the memories
may drift back
through the heart,
each ripple
may in turn
touch another
soul.
We may be looking
for answers,
but are we asking
the right questions?
life is a journey
we travel,
each day,
a more precise
picture,
moments that will
define us,
moments that
are swept away
with the current
of our yesterdays,
only the memories
may drift back
through the heart,
each ripple
may in turn
touch another
soul.
We may be looking
for answers,
but are we asking
the right questions?
#religion
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#SelfDiscovery
150 reads
10 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:06am
Yesterday 8:06am
Dearest Death,
as people pass fleeting through my lives
you are the constant thread throughout
the ocean of returning, which we name death
is a falling of the wave back to the sea
where white crest becomes deep blue
once again
here, we wrap it up, decorate it
beg it to leave us alone
but we cannot hold back oceans
all meetings end in partings
all risings end in falling
all gatherings end in dispersal
all births end in death
you are the constant thread throughout
the ocean of returning, which we name death
is a falling of the wave back to the sea
where white crest becomes deep blue
once again
here, we wrap it up, decorate it
beg it to leave us alone
but we cannot hold back oceans
all meetings end in partings
all risings end in falling
all gatherings end in dispersal
all births end in death
#death
#rebirth
#LifeCycle
35 reads
9 Comments
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2020 2:26pm
3rd Jul 2020 2:26pm
Nameless Gods
The days clouds creating shattering, shadowing furnaces,
None of us could stand so close
To your ceiling an ocean, eyes of a lid in glowing coal
Tempering a fragile strange stare, an old awe,
Glassware that was passed to us
When we were young,
Looking up so frail,
They rise to their grave,
Harbour in the sky
In the bolt of an eye
The godly sins where sunshine ends,
The things you say with the fury you took in the fall
Nameless gods put up your road block,
Play your show and roar
How could we kneel?...
None of us could stand so close
To your ceiling an ocean, eyes of a lid in glowing coal
Tempering a fragile strange stare, an old awe,
Glassware that was passed to us
When we were young,
Looking up so frail,
They rise to their grave,
Harbour in the sky
In the bolt of an eye
The godly sins where sunshine ends,
The things you say with the fury you took in the fall
Nameless gods put up your road block,
Play your show and roar
How could we kneel?...
#love
#friendship
#nature
#support
#respect
41 reads
6 Comments
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