Pious Poems - Poems about Pious

I take heed of what I’m too scared to admit, Keep stepping on, Sometimes you just take the lead and head on into the darkest abyss. Focus hard on what it is that you miss, Make time for yourself, Sometimes you’ve gotta remind yourself that you exist. Take heed of what you transmit, Cantankerous, Cancerous, Make...

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Oh, love, why do we argue when your pious words are fleeting clouds, I am tired of all your prayers floating unanswered, and of the dead who refuse to listen, buried in deep forgetfulness, leave them be, take your step out of the cemetery of shadows, they are busy with their silent eternity, sculpted in time. It was always someone’s...

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Are they sad, do they hate? What about greed? Free from these flaws They live a pious and chaste life Always happy and joyfully Embracing sky, sunshine and breeze Live closer to nature Away from the human traits The Creator is same He/She seems fond of variety Producing marvelous diversity With intrinsic oneness From trees to human Creating wonders of life From the same seed Filling the universe with bounty Unseen,...

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What a change From bouncy, bubbly and vivacious ...

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Religion is the death of God conscripting Him away Cloaked in false propriety enlightenment at bay Religion is the death of God scriptures to mislead All piety a false disguise worshipping the creed Religion is the death of God whose armies rage and burn Killing in the name of One —whose love they claim to yearn (The New Room: December, 2023) ...

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It’s perhaps accident, chaos Happens to rhyme well with Davos— A talk shop of the world Where bales of wisdom’s heard, A shop known for big talk Nonstop and round the clock, Where every voice is virtuous! ____________________________________ Happenings |22.01.2023| limerick, humour Poet’s note: There might be paucity of snow in this ski resort, but not of sound bites...

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Myth of the peculiar pelican Whose bill bloodies its feathery breast Feeding blood to the chicks in its nest Ancient acts ever evangelic Sole sacrifice for the pelican Whose beak speaks more than a relic can 36 Words 6 Lines Light Verse Pelicans appear in Christian iconography as symbols to verify Christ's self-sacrifice. Attributions to Dixon Lanier Merritt (often mistakenly credited to Ogden...

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At once comes the holy feel When visit a sacred place Pious ambiance fills the heart Tells this body once can part Keeps you forever only the art Feel not thee the only heart Running after the earthly pleasures Leaves you nothing just measures What have you brought to here? Trying for everything to gather You are here through your mother To make something for...

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R-egarded as one M-inister of the Gospel, A-s he shows the truth. Topic: Birthday of Bro. Romualdo M. Alcantara (March 12) Form: Acrostic Haiku...

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The pious is a coward fears to live in hell-fire...

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I know when you abase me at kunan, was sniffy day for me. My people at that time were surrounded by threat and poverty. Know it they are dearest for me. I warn you sacrilegious nation, Hacklers are arriving to hack your appearence. Get lost before with helish creations from me. You hang my pious sons like, Maqbool and guru. Your aim lost...

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How does one know good from bad? When bad events tend to have good results. We have always come up short, we have somehow always failed. We talk about each individual issue as if that will somehow prevail....

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Once - a very, very pious catholic priest, Comes out of a brothel on lovely morning, Fiddling with his prayer beads, he whispers:- "Reception is divine, but price is diabolic"....

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devout dutiful blissfully spiritual men who are godly...

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The pity of the pious spreads like a virus did I ever ask for it if I did, please recite this for I don't remember thinking myself worthy you bring shame to my name for it is not me who is hurting for something to believe in pretend that you do my faith is a rock and it now falls on you returning your pity for I feel...

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