Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership

Introspection Baptism Poems | Introspection Poems About Baptism

These Introspection Baptism poems are examples of Introspection poems about Baptism. These are the best examples of Introspection Baptism poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.

Details | Tanka | |


LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Details | Tanka | |


standing beneath
the cold waterfall
my sins and the heat
swept from body and soul
by nature's baptism

Details | Haiku | |

SK- 4

Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river

Details | Personification | |

Why Should I

Was it enough or was it too much?
Sometimes too fast but always too slow!
God knows that I come with these seeds that grow.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch,
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one that knows?
Stepping through time and sliding back so smooth so I go!
I say I can qualify!
Where was I and why was I there?
Sometimes too obvious but always with doubt!
God knows that I come riding in on a prayer.
I absorb every single touch inside and out,
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one that cares?
Climbing the highest mountains and sliding down so steep but on a dare!
I say I can magnify!

What did I say and what did I do?
Sometimes too quite but always too loud!
God knows that I come with a gleam that shines so proud.
Inside and out I absorb every single touch by you.
But why should I? 
Why should I be the only one in the crowd?
Walking on water and walking backwards but at least I know how.
I say I can intensify!
Do I want to or do you need me to?
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I simply don’t care.
God knows that I come standing on a higher sky of blue.
I absorb every single touch by you inside and out with this glare.
But why should I?
Why should I be the only one with this view?
Up in the clouds and aimless but always led by you!
I say, “I SANCTIFY”!

®Registered: 1997  Ann Rich

Details | Verse | |

The Son

I was once kissed by the sun
Caressed in oils my breasts bathed free
like growth in my womb
kissing the moon
Capturing my true essence
unmasked, plain, pure

Naked in love my insecurities 
gave birth to my esteem
But then I became free 
from the taunting and ridicule of 
socieity's template of me
by adopting a new personality
One that reflects the real me

I like poetry I like to sing
I understand my spiritual need
I like love
I like the breeze
I like rhythm and passion
and long lasting nights of 
random acts of sensual moments that 
awaken parts of me previously repressed
The love I feel  is so unrest

I was once kissed by the sun
It's power gave me light and enabled my writing to become
spoken words
leaving footprints on the ink in my pen
Some of thoughts escaped through actions of sin
Unspoken words just thrown away 
Never spoken, or written again

Awakened by the sun 
all drenched in it's heat
Praising it's soure of power 
and embracing humility
Giving what I have to give
Learned to let go it's easier to forgive
We strive for riches but lest we forget
the richness of the sun
Each day be thankful for his son

Details | Rhyme | |

The Bridged Breach

A demised man without
Jesus is dead.
So also living soul without
Jesus manifested
for purposes,
What purposes?
The hopeless.                 
to receive hope,
To set the captives free,
Destroying forces 
Of darkness.
With thirty pieces;he
Dark forces defeated.
Our sins forgiven,sure
Access to the father.
Breach in Adamic time,
Put in oblivion by lasting
access granted.
His love is lasting.
The death of Jesus!
Lo He has resurrected!
He lives!

Details | Rhyme | |


Then that was it.

The days that lit up and went out to ash,
The mourning of the self whose throat I had slashed.

Like carbon resurrects,
Living and breathing in all its effects.
Something that blooms out of so much death,
The inertia that I have finally met.

The smoke cleared,
And there was a quiet that breached 
My thoughts,
Like the naked 
Woman in my dreams.
It seeped 

And it was real;
It was spoken aloud.
I touched it like the warmness of her body
As I hovered at her mouth.

I held it in my hand like a gash;
It ran too deeply into my skin to grasp.

Yet it wasn’t my own;
It was the excuse I used to gouge to the bone.

It wasn’t like the night looking down from the ledge,
Or her eyes when she followed me up to my bed.
It was nothing like the view from far overhead.

I made it like someone makes it home from death,
And now tomorrow is all that is left.

Details | Lyric | |


Once upon a time I found myself at a
crossroads in my life.  I met the demon
patiently standing at that dark intersection
He has always been here, waiting for me
I had felt so entranced, so obliged by
his inviting demeanor that I 
Found myself hastily signing away 
in red ink—my soul on the pale white parchment.
It mattered not what pact or price, for I
Would have given it away for nothing.  
Truth be told, I never cared about
The conviction in the soul, or notion of salvation.
I felt no love in the skies from above
So I signed away that fictitious faith.
I would rather feel something 
Even if it is only regret. 
Unafraid of whatever may be my fate
I left my gods bleeding on the side of the road
I burned the bodies of dread and disdain.
Never again to doubt or abstain.
And I knew I would be better off without—
Without the guilt and inhibition
Without trying to stifle my ambition
No longer full of jaded hurt
Free to writhe within the dirt
And feel the pulsing of the earth.
All my desires be gratified.
All my cravings be satisfied.
And come to see the pact I’ve made
Between the world and myself.
Nothing promised and nothing owed.
Free to love, to flourish and grow
Instead of waiting for death to bring meaning

Details | Free verse | |

O' Faith

O’ faith, Do you reside in tattered pages?
Do you dwell in wretched thoughts?
A pervading pillar to lean our hearts
Vanishing when engaged eyes turn
Obliterated by laughs and gambol
A ghost under blankets of distraction
Carried by the winds fickle temper
Storing you in the nooks of bleakness
Rising when pain demands answers
A friend of solace for lonely souls
Hope for roots stricken by privation
End to the voyage of tired seekers
Pillow to rest their dubiety in peace 
O’ faith, exercising your confidence
Is testing when bitter reality bites
The graves magnitude loom over us
Taking a blinded leap seems foolish
Knowing one day I’ll wash upon shore
O’ faith, diversions shall triumph
Until you have become time's fool
Only then we find fruits bore or woes
Until then my idle condition wanders
As your essence dawns in each breath.