Religion / Spirituality Poems (1,340)

close your eyes imagine if you can
if heaven on earth really existed
would it really be ideal
i know many of us wish this.

where would we find comfort for our lost ones
if not knowing they'v not gone to a better place
would we let go and go to gods callings
if his home was like ours,the exact the very same.

would we find reason to improve
would we carry our cross as we do
would we count our blessings as often
if heaven was on earth too.

heavens the place we are going to
living, where were coming from
i wish a glimps of heaven for the new year
to each and everyone.

may you give the insight to another
may you also be rewarded
and should you touch on a taste of heaven
may you wisely hold onto it.

I have done my share of falling down
i have battled through the rough
i found the strength inside me
for i believed in the path i took.

I have felt the kiss of betrayal
i have turned the other cheek
only to have the other side kissed
with lies and deceit.

I have layed bare and naked
garmets removed against will
but still i stood with head held up
i have no shame in mans sin.

I have worn the crown of mockery
being whipped by some for who i am
watched whilst others defied me
oh the shame of cowardly man.

As i sit here upon my mountain
do to me now your very worst
and forgive for i do know what i do
when i lift my eyes and you i curse.

Still, i lay myself in your mercy
with outstretched arms as if but instead i cry
be it as angel or as person
let thy will be done..let me fly.

The night has passed
but stars remain
and only an ether voice prays
the rays of luck,of love and Fate
are asked and forced to go astray..
My life has enter the final circle
as orbits bells carry the fatal
and a Guardian voice sings of outer Space
my soul's luminate embrace..
I have to leave whatever i loved
i ever dreamed or ever hold
I have to wave my mindless crimes
my ever lunatic endless desires
i have to bow down my being, my ever existence to the Supreme...

Memories can be fun and haunting,
my telephone answering machine ring,
but verbal messages are very daunting,
all messages, I cannot erase a thing,

So whenever I do a playback,
voices of those long gone are there too,
my aunt who passed away still on track,
the ex whose voice whispers I love you,

So apart from memories in my mind,
this phone holds its own memories too,
so a picture in my memory and a voice I can find,
at times it can be a comfort when am blue,

I have tried to delete all,
some voices have those heart strings pull,
yet it still continues to take that missed call,
I now wonder if this phone will ever become full.

From the words,
Let there be light...
Creativity began
And was supposed to continue with
Adam, the very first man.
But desire and greed reared
Their slithering heads
And made the first humans
Want to be like God instead.
So upon that first bite
Of the forbidden fruit
Sin and death on earth began
And fear, disease, sadness and hate filled the land
Enmity between the woman and her seed was sown
The flag of battle was flown
Thousands have since lived, loved, fought and died
But one Man came
And for us was crucified
His name Christ Jesus
Lovingly, He shed His life
For us
To redeem and to save
His own blood He gave
Now won't it be unjust if our love and hearts
We won't give...
Take time to think,
Spread peace and love
All around
Let our hearts and lives
Reflect humility
While we walk this earthly ground.

In her arms
She holds me tight
Her flowing white robes
Hides her glowing wings

Her halo high above her brow
Tall and elegant
Is she
For she's my angel

Looking after me
When times are bad
She their
When times are good
She watchers from far
For I know my angel
Looks after me

Knowing we are not all knowing, should make us humble.

By Diana Avery,1/28/14
3:10pm Arkansas

SHOCKED !!!

Souls clash a rip landing
bent banana mango slide
one so young a blinding lead
the other shakes the tide

Souls drift a sort of knowing
knowing nothing all the same
destiny might bite some drama
heading south an open claim

Souls know when they collide
for whatever it no matter
risk a risk could be to slide
food to play a chosen splatter

Souls know more than what's the go
while spirit soars the ultimate flow
Human chatter weaves the mood
paddling crazy love does show

Souls be watching from afar
breathe the honing in
words of nuzzles kiss the stars
in this world no sin

Sin be bitten stories told
nature of the blocked
show me love your world so bold
and I won't be
so ...
shocked !!!

Falling down I go upon my knees
Dear God will you help me please
Give me the strength to do what is right
The power to continue this long endless fight
Uncover the soul you know I have within
Help me to be good and not to sin

TRIPPER the TRIPPING BIRD

The tripping bird trips a trip of dead flight
flying dead pictures by
says do this do that now or I might
never treat you right

travelling the timeline of vicious circling
spiralling head bangs of useless tales
here comes a feather full of weight
falling from the heart of a scorned head jailed

"I want what's happening" this caged bird screams
whilst looking through the open door
all turned salty like a poisoned damp tongue spits
sitting non perched stuck to her self centred mirroring floor

She preens her own story
like a victim in her bones
with her feathered mind
where she focuses her tones

all calmness plays a balled of
something she can't find
why the hell she does this
when she could just unwind


the keeper of the cage at hand
distorts and feeds her well
never sharing his heart club band
just a taste and smell

all is good 'til new arrives
flluttered  wave lengths float
hidden pulling worn Tripper's way
no rights to have she gloats

bye bye Tripper ...
you locked you in your cage
a victim card a plea teased
all due to your own rage

see the  color of your wings
wishful thinking violet
you may as well be open now
get off self serving try it

my how we can trap ourselves
in what we know's not ours
if it wasn't there to give and take
why lock down devours

never mind another's mind
if minding loses face
why not fly outside that door
and leave others to their fate

Tripper tripping her own weight
own traits own skanky baits
heavily creating her own chase
to trap another's grace

trip on Tripper
don't forget that cage
is yours