Impure Poems - Poems about Impure

...What a blessing it is to be alive Driven insane until tortured further and I felt my sins so impure But, I told them I will surely survive Want to find the cure and be oh so mature, I will endure ......Read the rest...

...I am a child of war, misery, anger and suffering. I grew up with sadness, uncertainty and anxiety. I took refuge in solitude to avoid human bestiality and its hypocrisy. My distress illuminated......Read the rest...

...O Where O Where will we all be spending the very rest of our eternities? O Where will all of God's children really be spending all of our eternities? If we are children of The Most High and Most ......Read the rest...

...??Acts 10:28 NIV?? [28] He said to them: “You are well aware that it is against our law for a Jew to associate with or visit a Gentile. But God has shown me that I should not call anyone impure or u......Read the rest...

...My tears dried up when I began to commit sins, In the furnaces of misery, my dreams were consumed. In the darkness of my impure soul, love committed suicide. I look at humanity with the dilated......Read the rest...

...Jimmy told a heinous lie, And came to find, Someone had paid the price. It turned poor Jimmy's heart impure, But telling the truth made Jimmy sore, "To God be hell, for this ancient curse" Try ......Read the rest...

...Not the bee box! Grandma would say We heard it each time we went to stay She had something in there precious for sure. We knew to open it would feel impure. Our parents would caution, “Don’t go......Read the rest...

...She’s a dolled-up housewife, poured with Honey’s money. Only likes to glamp in secret; Meet her “Daddy”. When stealthy escapes became her wild musings, Each of those sleepless nights, she is slowl......Read the rest...

...Don’t touch me. Valentine of mine, why are you still crying? Why are your skies so grey? What is it you need me to say? We used to be in love; it was meant to be the two of us, But something......Read the rest...

...This poem is based on the painting of George Frederick Watts in 1886 Hope An angel sits above our world, Life’s mirador, Curtains splayed, a tragic play unfurls, H......Read the rest...

...How long can rolling waters stay impure in their decree? How long can all the world behold the many signs they see, and not consider what is meant, and come to understand - the fig tree has se......Read the rest...

...In a land where shadows linger long, A tale unfolds of a people's song. Apartheid's chains, a cruel embrace, Enslaved hearts in a divided space. Kindred souls, with no love for gold, Living live......Read the rest...

...All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” “Where did he come from; what place birthed this wise wayfarer?” “How did thi......Read the rest...

...("Honeybee on Apple Blossom", 2020, original pen and ink) Nourishing Soul Like a bee to the flower Holding pollen and nectar What is it we seek at play in the fields of the Lord If no......Read the rest...

...Ode to Be I feel different from other people, Some say I am weird and strange, This endless striving to be accepted, Just leaves me disheartened and drained. I haven’t found God in the Bible......Read the rest...