Athiest Poems


Premium MemberThe Athiest

How human
is human nature?

Alas, then, is nature
by default     also human?

Human not soulfully enliven?

Just deposed products
of the same, natural
mystery?

So, is Nature or Man
to blame? -- is it devil
or God

or simply
the pollinated seed
perpetually alive in every 
duplicating spontaneous 
naturally manipulated oblivious 
spiritually vacant pod?


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Categories: athiest, character, humanity, identity, nature,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberGod Is a Flat

Dead and distant.
Someone's personal best friend.

Don't say his name, don't draw his face.

He or She or They are an A Flat or a B Sharp,
or a thought, a spark, or a coming together,
Everything or nothing at all,
or love.
The beginning and the end.
The Alpha dog the scruffy human pack seeks,
roaming wildly in the quest for answers.

God
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Categories: athiest, atheist, beauty, culture, faith,
Form: Free verse


Premium MemberGreek Gods

How fast they fall
from the heavens
pounded to stone dust
a culture of thought
reduced to tzatziki sauce
stare at the statues
of broken leg and limb
this empire is dead
the next one too
on and on the merry-go-round
	spins
the last tango is never in Paris
just ask Napoleon
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Categories: athiest, history, perspective, religion, symbolism,
Form: Free verse

Genesis of Doubt

Genesis of Doubt

Oh darkness, may you be a product of the deceiver, the enemy.
I tremble at your thought; resultant nothingness is terrifying to me.
May that nightmare be a shadow that fades with faithful days.
May that pure light be hope, not simply a depleted and dying gaze. 

Dear Something, Dear Anything, give life to this metal
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Categories: athiest, bible, faith, god,
Form: Rhyme

Not Privy To

A well of knowledge we're not privy to
The Atheist fills with ridicule
Construing God as something else
While their Spirit longs to find Him

Their common sense; so critical
An insult to demand proof
Yet Jesus traced His scars with Thomas
Are we again to crucify Him?

Some allotments have been Biblical
By no means limited to
If all our hopes in Him turn
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Categories: athiest, atheist, blessing,
Form: Rhyme


The Athiest

The Athiest

I was born and there was no God in sight
Was he taken like a thief in the night
At night passed on a blinking light
but not enough to stir belief

My parents felt the same as I
except to mention pumpkin pie
it evoked a spirit with a taste
when they devoured it with haste

denial made me curious
to traverse
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Categories: athiest, god,
Form: Rhyme

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Of soldiers
And patients 
Of the committed 
And convicts
All their prayers
Fall beneath the floorboards or reach the surface
As roaches 
of the empty room
who scatter when the lights come on.
But there is no score keeper to put them on.
Didn’t you know that redemption has
Always been just a rumor
And never payment to some trickster God
Who wrote the scripts
To
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Categories: athiest, atheist, corruption, poems, poverty,
Form: Free verse

An Athiest Prayer

I harbor no resentment in fact the opposite is true
For what is really meant is that I care about you
Polar opposites are we in being so very far apart
I just want you to see what is truly in my heart

I mean no harm in any of these words I speak
For you could bet the farm
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Categories: athiest, absence,
Form: Rhyme

Abberance of the Athiest

A brand new clock with all new resolution i wish to buy
From the eight hour of midnight to the arrival of dawn i'm all awake
The soul speaks in darkness and whatever echoes from there is
Never to Abhor
Never to be aberated by whatever is around 
Never to be an abator
The mind Abjure's & the soul takes
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Categories: athiest, adventure, age, angel, anger,
Form: Abecedarian

Skool of Athiest

It was my first year of school
my was I the fool
I still laugh and think how cruel
but instead I'll think twice
and pretend it was nice
After all it was the school of Christ
The priest that had taught me
Gave me a crayon and fought me
To color inside of the lines
And when I questioned why
He looked at me
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Categories: athiest, faith, life, peace, philosophy,
Form: I do not know?
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