Athiest Poems - Poems about Athiest

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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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