Best Theist Poems
T aking a revered bow, I convey my Gratitude
H IS grandeur, blessed are we together or in solitude
A ll days HE is omnipresent, bestowing Bliss
N ailing the sinners, hailing pious with peace
K eeping the equilibrium between Good and Evil
S ilently guiding Soul to see HIM piercing ignorance's veil
G oing rarely berserk with Natural Calamity
I ndicating HIS Orders are breached with impunity
V ery benevolently sharing HIS treasure
I n joy and sorrow always there to share
N ever ignoring prayers when need arises
G ranting wish when spiritually one rises
D evotion to HIM, Soul liberates for all times
A theist gets trapped in Life-Death cycle for crimes
Y elp one may, HIS way remain same for ALL, at ALL times
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Poem Featured on November 7, 2010
( Entry for Members Contest - Thanksgiving Day by Danne Ann Smith-Johnsen)
Categories:
theist, thank youthanksgiving, thanksgiving day,
Form:
Acrostic
Pentagram house of worshipers
Voices of chants Echoes
Red skins in lust
Boiling in passion
Black in shadows
Naked in bodies
Dirt in pearls
Enchanting
As Sky folded earth
Black and white
Pure and clear
Hippocrates Sigh
Groans and screams
Passions of the devils and gods ….
Daughters of humanity
Invoke upon god and goddess
Demand peaceful life and wipe your misery
Heavenly cloth yet dark phantoms
Hypocrites in religious
People of Righteousness..
Open the door enter grey area
Deceive and filth using norms as their shield
Unveil masks
Call a priest and dance as beast
Congratulation
Again trap
In a circles of cell block
Clown choirs Sing a fantasy music
Title Goodness in disguise
Doubt of what?
Awake and rise
Celebrate
Pure as crystal
Hesitation is a dark energy
For us are unique
Jewels’ of existence Theist or atheist!
22/11/09
Categories:
theist, adventure, angst, lifedark, dark,
Form:
Free verse
*****This poem was inspired through the idea of there being no life after death, or the belief in atheism. In recent years more and more young people are commiting suicide; recent studies have shown that there is a commonality between atheism and suicide. My personal belief is that atheism is anti-philosophy; it is not so much the disbelief in God that bothers me (and I'm a theist) --- but what is the alternative? If one digs enough (like this poem implies) there can be no morality or value or meaning to life if we are born, live and die and we are no more; this feeds the subconscious ego which can justify all manner of evil, including extremes as war, racism, indifference --- suicide. I had a friend who was a staunch atheist and now millionaire ---- very high IQ --- when cornered he would admit there was 'something behind life'. It makes my skin crawl to think that some atheists may be telling their children that they'll never see their grandmother again or even themselves after death --- it would be less damaging to 'lie' and say there is a heaven; I think in many ways this is why Christ and others mentioned paradise and heaven because of the psychological consequences of the contrary*****
Oblivion, thou dark star;
so lithe thy face...
so shadowless among the stars
doth thy nativity;
But a word in the hearth of gods and heroes
and the scheme of all things ---
are thee but a word?
So naked thy garb...
nothing ---
to be ashamed of,
but the sanction of fools;
'There is no god...
only I, who cannot but speak ---
save through the naysayers of life;
if they are born, live and die ---
and no more they be, like I ---
to save the world entire...
will be like I,
to destroy it will matter not;
or to save it ---
for no hero shall remain and speak again...'
Oblivion, sometimes so tempting...
to accept thy endless Kiss of Death;
a great sleep where no bed hath a softer slumber...
no pain...
But fear I the long wake,
for what horror shall come of me,
should I long to rise again,
and cannot?
Categories:
atheist, death, metaphor, sleep,
Form:
Classicism
Thousands of covid-19 infected patients die everyday
Dangerous the virus I believe it just on hearing way
Where are the dead bodies? Where are their families?
I do not know actually; who tell me about these please
We know thousands of peoples die everyday overall the world usually
It's easy if imperialist politicians count some from them in this covid-19 rally
I'm not the investigator, not I'm the charity provider
Yet wanna know- comes from where the pandemic server?
Someone replies me it's a curse for sinner from the creator God
Someone advises- it's natural plague, over it do not think a lot
As a theist I believe God creates everything only for beautifying
I disbelieve that God destroys His creations for own angry appeasing
Conscience is the true power of knowledge; if we had conscience
Excess thinking would be fruitful in our inter relationship about worldly sense
It's our world, come, leave the myth of religion, try to save it as God's beauty
Save all with the nature, spread humanity with love killing political hypocrisy
29.03.2020 Chattogram
Categories:
theist, anxiety, conflict, death, life,
Form:
Free verse
"Oh dear theist",
Thus spoke the lord from the distant skies.
It never matters me,
the size of my idol you worship.
I fail to see,
those lumps of colours with which you drain me.
The forms of my idols that fancy you,
Do not fancy me.
A poor man's ball of rice,
and the rich man's delicious sweet make no difference.
Neither I see your wealth and power,
nor those enormous idols you keep.
I pity mankind,
for making me tall and tall over records.
I laugh seeing my idols to your left and right,
though you know, everywhere its me.
People prefer POP,
when mud and clay makes me even happy.
More I see, Your dedication in my decoration,
than your expected devotion.
My immersion,
you organise is a grand way, throttling traffic.
The decorative' s from my idol,
perish the fish and the tadpole.
A logic as simple as the buzz of the honey bee,
is all that the mankind lacks.
Purity in your heart,
and truth in your devotion is all what I see.
Service to the one in need,
gives me more pleasure than the tallest of the idols. #PSM
Categories:
theist, anger, dedication, devotion, god,
Form:
Free verse
God sculpts man from clay
Theist debates atheist
Man sculpts God from fear
Categories:
theist, bible, philosophy, religion, religious,
Form:
Haiku
Again a small poem guys dedicated to my Darling hubby..
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi
Loving You is Blissful - My Darling Hubby
Twilighting glow of the sky..
Wanna fly so high..
Sparkling amidst the million stars..
chosen the crazy pal and so life is excellently par..
As like the blossom were kissed by soft rain..
Your arrival in life diminished all my pains..
God has entwined me..with my emarald diamonite gem..
Enlightening new vistas in life as like your next aim..
At an astounding pace time flew..
But When i didn‘t see you..I feel like..Life is been dew..
Your divine presence in life rejuvenates me..
Every tick of my heartbeat resonating wit your‘s or whatever it will be..
Your innumerable naughtiness made me silly..
But yep, your beautifying nature had an fragrance in life like lilly..
As like snow crested the nestled mountains..
You cuddled my persona..like a sip of fountains..
Being With you, Life is euphorically elated..
Full of high spirit and delighted..
Thanks for being accompanying me my theist..
Your admirer with lots n lots of Love:
Madhavi
Categories:
theist, anniversary, beautiful, beauty, birthday,
Form:
Couplet
Nothing can substitute death
for it is the final destination
and ere you last breath
crystal clear all your abberation.
Rest forever or birth to numb dizziness
at you part, you leave all harms and assaults
people most theist, called quick as bless
is perfused, to save them from life's thunderbolts
Long life of people swing as tombs
where none pay heed to temple and churches
who will pay heed to these pale living glooms
these clowns in whose core only money perches.
Flirt and dirt only thing hatching in heart
and society dwindles with values and morals
each thing lost as perfect human you never wert
lacking basic emphaty but adorned with quarrels.
AKASH SANGWAN
Categories:
atheist, death, imagination,
Form:
Personification
Yang: What is the difference between a theist and an atheist?
Yin: A bicamerally balancing ego/eco-teleologist.
Yang: Well, so what's that; a teleologist?
Yin: You, if you believe the Earth is your co-gravitational
(0)-double-binding mind-spirit/body-nature center
epi-center
of wealthy egonomic
and healthy ecopolitical values,
each with equi-valent
ego/ecological
transgenerational health-care
deep wealth meaning merit.
Yang: So, who wouldn't believe that?
Yin: Probably no one.
Yang: So, why, exactly, is this an issue I need to look at right now?
Yin: Because, if you are an ecological panentheist,
then you are also a (0)-interest
co-invested bodhisattva peace warrior
poli-economist,
presumably.
Yang: Wow, I really did not see that climax coming at all!
Yintegrity: Yes, well, I get that all mind/body bipartisan time.
YangBright: Hmmm.... I can see purpose Now i
n sort of a 4D WinWin Cooperative Here
Ego/EcoOccupyers
Rejoining RNA Tribal Purpose
unfolding dialectical
exponential
deep fractal meaning
kinda' organic sacred WuWays.
YinPower: Don't rush, reframe our collateral flow issues,
in alpha(0)mega double-binding poli-economic
nondual crown/rooted
mind-dawn/body-dark
respirating EarthNature's
dipolar teleological appositions.
YangLight: You flow on too darkly rooted much
for optimally repurposed fire-power.
YinPower: Invest less in competing economic partial-trusts
and politically disharmonic insufficiency
of loving sacred beauty.
Instead,
invest in repurposing
every co-engaging
meaning-full
experiential expedition
only where your economic health flows out
our cooperative climatic inflow
of politically multicultural wealth.
YangMind: Ah, yes,
I see
our MidWay Zen
mutual reflection again,
where my Tao wealth
caressingly embraces your cooperative health
of coarising egomind/ecobody-engagement
Right purposeful proportion,
eco-dominant meaningful balance,
light's radiant fractal frequencies
of regenerative logos-dawn/mythos-dusk
Yang/yin
pregnant/absent
positive/double-binding negative,
appositional boundaries of co-balancing light
and prime co-relational powers.
YinPower: And you think I flow out too much feeling!
Categories:
theist, environment, games, humor, identity,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Deprived of a relationship,
When i just so needed one,
A social worker relationship,
Holding no bar, mind or gun.
Having nobody to talk to,
Is not very nice, not right,
When people matter to you,
And god is their height.
Not understanding reason,
Sat within two metal bars,
Everything feeling like treason,
You’re left with only scars.
Contemplating memory,
If yours does to other people,
When you state your story,
About the faithful’s steeple.
Deciding you’re an atheist,
With evolution at your back,
Hoping there will be no theist,
In the school staff’s stack.
Disappointed by Assembly,
Hurt by daily implementation,
Annoyed by the physio bubbly,
Who offered religious direction.
Affected by the school kids,
Who’d accepted the basic god,
Given it by teachers’ bids,
Who were in no way odd.
Not wanting life anymore,
Attempting to, not succeeding,
Then deciding to come ashore,
With the school doctor, bleeding.
Happy from that moment on,
When I shared my heart with him;
He was not in any way gone,
When others proved terribly dim.
He was my friend at university,
My carers’ supervisor and my physio,
And still to this day in animosity,
My mum doesn’t know about him, foe.
What’s the point of that silence,
The slip of her mind every time,
Her forgetfulness about his presence,
When i refer to him as mine?
She thinks she’s on top of me,
Above all my formal relationships,
But the right the live, you see,
Rests with you and not kinships.
Privacy is privacy, and it means space,
And the doctor’s room is confidential;
You can make or brake by your face,
Your relationships by your prudential.
Categories:
theist, abuse, parents, rights, rude,
Form:
Quatrain
Theist have HOLY belief
Natural calamity is catastrophic
No saviour can tame Nature’s wrath
Terrorist have ONLY belief
Bomb blasts are more devastating
No ‘intelligence’ can rein Terror's bloodbath
Common Man is in LONELY Catch-22 disbelief
Is Terrorism fatal or Nature’s fury final ?
For safety Pray to whom ... Terrorist or Nature ?
Moved by plight of humans, GOD too is praying
Wishing Terror be under HIS control and not of Satan
Making "Terror" Rest-in-Peace, with wreath of PEACE
( Entry for Poetry Soup Contest - October 2010)
Categories:
theist, natural disasters, peace,
Form:
Personification
I sung to the music
Smile upon
A whirling dervish
A Javanese mystic
A man of nature
And a Buddhist monk
Ask
What is important?
Your creed or your deed
Being theist or atheist
Cast out by society
Just being you
For we are the seed of Adam
People like us
Banned by society
In the name of
Righteousness
Listen to nightingales
Be free
For God has
No religion …..
( If this a poem then am dreamin )
19/05/12
Categories:
angst, inspirational, , atheist,
Form:
Free verse
If I were heavy into all sports and loved racing fast cars; if I were shorter, taller, fatter, thinner, quieter, louder; if I were an atheist, theist, gnostic, or agnostic; wouid you still love me?
If I were American, Asian, African, European, or other; democratic, republican, or non-political; if my hair was black, blond, brown, or red; would you still love me?
If I had no arms, one eye, or one leg; could not walk, talk, dance, or sing; homeless, carless, or jobless; would you still love me?
If I were born handicapped; dirt poor like my parents; my IQ were above or below 100; would you still love me?
12032018PoSoupContest, Would You Still Love Me?, Edward Ibeh
Categories:
theist, love,
Form:
Free verse
Sometimes I am gloomy,
Sometimes I am happy,
Sometimes I am lazy,
Sometimes I am active,
Sometimes I am foolish,
Sometimes I am wise,
Sometimes I am pessimist,
Sometimes I am optimistic,
Sometimes I am introvert,
Sometimes I am extrovert,
Sometimes I am timid,
Sometimes I am brave,
Sometimes I am selfish,
Sometimes I am selfless
Sometimes I am atheist,
Sometimes I am theist,
But always I am lovely and smiley
Categories:
i am, , atheist,
Form:
Lyric
The ROSE OF SHARON
is where i belong to be at peace and refuge of nothing
as i run from safe to safe but she is a land and a woman
who haunts the most fought over region if bombs count
but in your head they fall and mother crying is paradise
when daughters weep and with it make peace of mind
body and soul until the matter of materialism is empty
and the grass grows and the men go low and one
is chosen maybe two who counts with love
for love does not keep score it wins us all
like paper dolls as friends for a boy aged ten
not me i used hymns for we love god for her
i love the girl and the woman and cannot wait
for the crone in a thousand years condensed
to two seconds as the system i use lags
yet if we run across her or bow and praise
she is there before you log in or see face
to heart or core even the soil is worthy
if unable to reach for the hand of peace
and kiss it low but she might triple reverse
queen bee slap you into GRACE SO REAL
and say you die and die and kill and kill
she says ok you live it was just life
stop trying to fix it all let others love
free and unknowingly it comes when needed
so how can a land and goddess who denies
deity and defies holy text of "pike and gun"
heal a all hypen deist and theist like me
who sees potential but no divinity in you
so i say come to the plain of sharon
even if the zionist plot to make it barren
failed cause megiddo is fake field
the true war is here and we do not fight
we share and stare and care and catch hares
follow her into stillness in
Natarajasana
pose
a 13k or helping the weak
the young and old
the student of any age
and even haters like me
June 23, 2017
Categories:
atheist, boy, daughter, forgiveness,
Form:
Free verse