Religious Nostalgia Poems

Memories in boxes 
By lady Arabella
 
As I sit here and go through all the boxes  I’ve made 
Each one holds a memory which...

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Do you remember the deal you made with God 
I did mine it came in a dream 
Cant quite put the words on 
But when...

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Since you wanna play riddles and poetry puzzles with me
Before we go any further - allow me to bring you up to speed
I just got...

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My head spins as the noise from the crash echoes in my head. I sit up in some kind of terminal with strange trains bound...

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C arrier covered chronic cancer  called **************
 
O ver wide oral  and contact dread spreading across the globe, 

R ammed earth from...

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A country church nestled in a peaceful valley,
Against a glorious backdrop of tall mountains,
That were fashioned before Eden’s retched  malady,
That beset the human soul...

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Frightened of memories fading,



Early morning,

sunlight caressing the face

introspection at the reflection 

in the Brahmaputra river 



Afternoon, 

sweet aroma of the red sand

and green on the...

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country church memories stay
sun lined faces callused hands
heads bow in prayer the choir stands
Sunday.......... the world away
  
humble prayer forgiveness day
six days of work...

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In the most unusual manic-panic creep,
Wildly lurking behind every corner, 
The Shadow was about to recover some ungraspable but always constantly desired idea..

A fantasy, a...

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I missed the chapel down the hall
For I had been away
I longed to see the cross upon the wall
As to where I would kneel to...

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Self-Faith in this Brave New World.

All I know is how I breathe…. And while I breathe I am alive….
All I have learnt, all I have...

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In life’s rear view mirror I’m able to see,
My past, intently, staring straight at me;

Saintly or dark side the two never change,
Leaving me powerless to...

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MY DEAR WORLD!

Now fabrication is at capacity
Juxtaposition of the old and new 
And sequestration of the new from old
The world has grown old with newness...

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At some Sweet Point in Your Youth
Through Travel Guides beguiled
Searching for Existential Truth
You dreamt of Erin Isles

You longed a quite, simple life
Away form Hectic Glances
Attempt...

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Sasha

I remember when I held your hand
And told you about God,
You listened so attentively
And never thought it odd

I remember when I kissed your head
And watched...

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