Crucified Poems | Examples

CRUCIFIED RESURRECTED TREE

CRUCIFIED RESURRECTED TREE

Sage crucified tree,
gray, and buck naked, granted
spring's resurrection...

Crucified Christian

I am crucified
With Christ, nonetheless I live,
His laws, my fortress.

I An Idea Crucified In the Eye of the Storm

They insist on it, what is natural can be supernatural. Vice admiral eat from my 
garden for I am quite admirable for your beneficient militia that is multi-national against the hexagonal eldritch terrorists if not have had an assist we would be wet behind the ears. Protect us from the unorthodox fears that have us bleeding wine from our ribs cut and skewered by spears. There wailing bewildered angry screams making us bleed tears.

The Crucified Risen

Christians once sacrificed their own, 
To the God of Love, like pagans known, 
Burning heretics, they claimed divine, 
Killing their own in a holy shrine.

Those who fought for freedom's call, 
Claiming Christian values above all, 
Killed their own in cold bloodshed, 
Replacing faith with "nation" instead.

Those who send us to war, with hate and fear, 
Are not Christian, nor human, but profiteers, 
Forcing the poor to meet their end, 
Calling it justice, a moral trend.

And oftentimes, the word "justice" they use, 
Substituting love, for violence they choose, 
Replacing truth with words that sound, 
A heartless scheme, worth millions of pounds.

The Crucified Risen, came to say, 
There's only love, in a world astray, 
Only love can conquer violence and strife, 
Bringing peace and hope, to all of life.

Alla Antsis
April 7, 2023

Jesus Was Crucified and Died

Jesus Was Crucified and Died

We went to church and had nothing to hide,
And loved Jesus who was crucified and died;
A pleasant sort;
Us did support;
We all did want to come along for the ride.

Jim Horn

Getting deadly for a trip to Animal Kingdom
Lodge. I mean ready. Sermon was about no
one wanting to go to his son's wedding. He
must have really been a terror of the block.

Crucified With Christ

LXXXV 
What means that I with Christ be crucified?
With insufficiency the cross I bear?
Or else be yoked together by his side?
And follow in his footstep everywhere?

How may I drive the nails by mine own hand?
Impossible and yet it must be done
So deep a paradox to understand
Myself I put to death live by his Son

Each day I live by faith and not with sight
He gives me grace to overcome my will
To mortify my sad and selfish life
That others find what only God could fill

The power of a life that’s crucified
Is seen when Christ alone be glorified

Jesus Crucified Then Risen

The truth declares Jesus Christ is risen
as holy scripture tells in it's pages
this Jesus is God incarnate himself
though the world denies as it rages

All of these too thousand years ago
mankind in general still don't believe
giving up every excuse imaginable
fully intent to live on and disbelieve

For this Jesus on the cross crucified
paid the price for sin not His own
but for those God himself will call
lovingly drawing to His salvation shown

Then three days after His crucifixion
the son of God to to life would rise
for at the tomb He was laid now gone
to live eternally certainly no disguise

Today this Christ lives by His spirit
indwelling in every believer by His power
a transformed resurrection life so true
heaven awaits those their eternal hour

Poets Who Crucified Jesus

We Crucified Him
 Then
Out of guilt 
We wrote Him
Love poems 
With His blood as
Ink

Had Been Crucified

Had Been Crucified

There was no one who ever did care
About me and all of my much despair
Caused by health problems I had
Thought were gone but now are bad.

All of my health insurance ran out
And had heard there is serious doubt
Good health will come back again
Should see sores and color of my skin.

My whole life is quickly passing by
And pretty soon am expected to die
Because they took away Obama Care
Things have become so hard to bare.

Sure hope all of them are satisfied
And like Christ I was also crucified
While rest of America life enjoyed
By me did not want to be annoyed.

Seems like the story of some people's
lives in America.

Jim Horn

Crucified By the Press

Donald oh Donald you've met the press.
You hold to your guns in self defense.
You haven't a sin for sharing with
and follow a code that makes more sense.

We all know you're rich and get the girls.
It's true that the money's attractive.
We hope that one day we'll be more like you.
Self-made and little more active.

Don't worry for not being politically correct.
Or income for tax paid zero.
The truth is we want a regular guy
to shoot down the Press like a hero.

You Crucified the Son of God

Over two thousand years ago it was
when the son of God physically died
there history tells this undoubted truth
Jesus Christ sacrifice salvation applied

The people there cried out to see
that this Jesus be put to His death
but was it only them that did this?
no, ALL who lived took His last breath

WE were all there that dayat Calvary
yes YOU crucified the son of God
rejecting His love, grace and mercy
think we're innocent when we're fraud

But such is the depth of God's love
it reaches down to even such as WE
even there Jesus cries forgive them
nailed He was upon cruel's Calvary's tree

This gospel still applies even today
even though YOU put saviour on the tree
He offers His love from sins bondage
receive Him now salvation full and free

('And they crucified him' Mark 15: 24) )

Crucified

Under the shining light
Knelt before the words of Pontius Pilate
With Judas alongside
Did sins of creed bestow 
upon me the cry of the century
John, did thee see
My crimes wash away
In Jordan, or was it just me?
Is Apostles' Creed devoid of truth
For did He visit Hell?
While He resurrected.
Take me down that path
So I build my own shrine
While the Holy Lance digs deep
And take away me,
But no one to throw, no one to see
While I hang on the dogwood.

© Rohan Suresh

Crucified

CRUCIFIED


Shot and missed!
Close not close enough
Why am I shooting at an empty sky?
The clouds are covered in impenetrable bullet proofs
How do I shoot at the moon in this eclipse?

So confused!
In my perfections and imperfections
I have given them my all; tried at least
Yet, my best seem like my worst
They have chosen not to believe in me.

All blames on me!
The white sheep in black clothes
They can’t see my struggles
How can they my hustles?
Do I have to put my head on the blade for them?

Eyes closed!
When am gone; they open their eyes
My bed is full of needles; my pillow, full of tears
How much more will I cry before I get consoled?
Now that am dead; they wail and write the best tributes
My casket made of gold; my grave full of diamonds.



Lordvip

Crucified In Time

I lay spread out in pain
The nail gun falls from reach
My hands and feet are tied
As a lesson she would teach

I want to control time
And turn it back one week
I could have saved us both from pain
But now I've been left meek

What have I destroyed?
All I have known
Falls away in a burning flash
As my flesh is stripped from bone

And now you're gone for good
As my empire rusts
You have built again
I've returned to dust

I broke all I had sworn
To try to find my way
Away from what I thought was pain
But now everything's gray

I want to try to heal
I want a better life
But this regret is too much
Maybe it would be better if I died?

Look what I've become
I haven't grown
Still this suicidal wreck
Who keeps destroying all his homes

The guilt has consumed me
And I want to truly be free
But I cannot escape
Death's awaiting me

Crucified

I just came to get a pair of glasses
       instead
I got persecuted, slandered; forsaken!


There are no churches left!
   A few!
Most are hypocrites;
The evil one has them! tribulation is here
   and everywhere
This is the last age!!!

False teachers; false prophets; liars
2 Timothy 3:1 says:   "This know also that in the 
last days perilous times shall come."


I can't even get to the library
to get to a computer to send
out God's word!

graydye 1-19-15

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