#church poems on Hello Poetry

Martin Mikelberg Feb 2020

churchiddentity - a minimal haiku or "ku"

church, hidden entity

"god"

#church #hidden #entity

jeffrey conyers Jul 2020

If you looking for someone?
To tell your problems to.
Jesus is the one.

If you looking for someone?
To sit and advise without judgment.
Jesus is the one( To tell your trouble too).

We have counselors and friends with their own advice.
Some get them wrong and then some get it right.
How to change your ways?

If you looking for someone?
Who been through so much?
Jesus is the one(To help you)

If you're seeking a true friend?
That is there through thick and thin.
Jesus is the one(the one, the one, the only one)

He filled with so much joy.
His name brings happiness.

Oh, Jesus is the one
To call upon

Jesus is the one to forever praise.

#church #poetry #faith #forgiveness #religious #religion #ministry #minister

jeffrey conyers Jul 2020

To Him(I Give All The Praise)

To him, I give all my praise.
To him, I pray each and every day.
To him.
And no other.

To him, I am giving another day.
From him, to see the joy of the world.
To him, I thank him for my blessings.
Don't matter how big?
Don't matter how small?

The mood I operate in is a positive one.
For, why be sad?
When inside I am filled with love?

To him, I give all my praise.
To him, I pray each and every day.
To him, to him and no other.

He lifts me up.
When I am in need of support?
He guides me along my path each day.
He motivates me.
When I need it the most?

And I'm not ashamed to tell anyone about the lord.

Christ, God, One, Lord, Jesus, Messiah, Church, Faith, Grace, Mercy, Messiah, Immanuel, Mother Mary, Joseph,

#christ #god #messiah #lord #church #joy #genesis

Maniacal Escape Jul 2020

Sainted Sickness

Holy salvation is an illness, born from the fear of death's inevitability.

Crave it, seek your next fix.
Fragile psyche. A rational thought away from shattering should you miss your next dosage of biblical pills.

Forgive us our doctor as we sin again. We must have our medicinal eucharist.

The doctor plans his psychological corruption meticulously. Join hands, spread the disease of fear. Become terrified sheep together. Become dependent on sanctified lies together. The mass mania contagion runs rampant.

Now the doctor begins his treatment. Gold for a weekly shot of sainted insanity. The destitute pay well, their hands tied in prayer as their pockets are plundered.

The church of St charlatans. Founded upon a rock of corruption. Preaching divine death as curable terror, blessing it with coin.

But holy salvation is the illness, and only the dead are cured.

#corruption #death #religion #church #cure #salvation #illness #contagion #sainted #sickness

Marco Jun 2020

LAKE CHURCH - A journal entry

my church is a lake
the great big rippling dark green its hall
and the tree on the other side
(the big one with the slit in its trunk,
for the sun (God) to shine through)
is its altar
and I can hear Him speak as
the wind that rustles the leaves

a thousand brilliant-green leaves
shaking in His gentle breath
the branches studded with angels
His children that dance as spots of sunlight
on the leaves, on the water, on my head
and Emilio in the freckles on my shoulders

the lake is my church
I float in the water and pray
to God with my arms wide open, I pray
for you
to drift into my embrace
so I will never let you go;
I will never let you go.

#lake #church #worship #god #guardianangels #angels #water #love

Isabella Howard Jun 2020

Forgotten Title

An old church at the end of the road
Sunflowers spill over the altar
For children grown old.

Alone in the pews
I watch light suffused
Through stained glass windows.

When I was young
And it was my turn
They gave us roses
Told us they still have thorns
Because life would hurt us
When we found it.

Most of us did.

Including me.

Most of us left those four walls.

Most of us moved far away.

Most of us never returned.

Except for me.

The dusty hymnals smell like youth.
The empty sanctuary looks like home.
And I can still see myself by the piano
The sound of my violin
Was bigger than the world.

When it's all over

I step outside and feel the cold.

I was so young.

And now I'm afraid.

I'm getting so old.

I don't know anyone
Filing out the door.
Nobody knows me.

I walk to the B&B.
I ask for a room.
I used to play there so often
They always let me stay for free.

The clerk says it's switched hands
A dozen times or more.
They say the chandelier
Hasn't heard a song in years.

I unpack my suitcase upstairs
And can't help but shed a few tears

For a town
That truly
Forgot
Me.

#forgotten #town #youth #return #church #memory #music #violin #chandelier

Crystal Freda May 2020

Forgiven

A tepid tear thronged tidily
down her crimson colored cheek.
A promising past plunged down
to a future profoundly bleak.

Heated hands held together
sweating stressful strain of its own.
Whipping words withered from her mouth
to her marvelous Master,"I'm tired of being alone."

Calmly cupping her clinched chin,
He swept back the stinging sobs off her flushed face.
He smiled suavely with tender truth
as she entered into a reassuring place.

He sat her beside on His tall throne
telling her what was willingly written.
He held her hurting head and said
"Everything you've ever done is forgiven."

#christian #love #god #forrgive #hope #church #pain

lila May 2020

such random

flowers, feelings
lies and heathens
chimes of bells and the uproar it quells

ribbons, dresses
hair and tresses
dainty feet and their graceful beat

darkness, fears
insomnia and tears
the thoughts I have and my sanity it halves

#random #sadness #imagination #church #dainty #depression #fears

Evie May 2020

religion

ruining my relationship with my parents since 2017

love everyone, except those who don't believe the same things as you.

that's how my mom and dad took it when i explained i didn't think church was for me.

i respect everyone's beliefs, and i personally think the goal in life is to be a good person. just because i don't want to be apart of organized religion does not mean i don't have morals and common sense.

#church #parents #poetry

Heather May 2020

Fantasies

It’s these moments that still shock me
As much as a Sunday school girl past
When I close my eyes and see flashes of me
On top
And *******
And hair pulled
And *** smacked

As much as I want to be virtuous. I’m just not that kind of Mary it seems.

#*** #church #***** #hot #fantasy