#faith poems on Hello Poetry

Ceeba Nov 2024

I remember praying to you, and you did not answer.
I was told God listened to His children,
But you sure didn't listen to me.
I was told to fast so my prayers could be answered quickly,
I starved myself from food, fed only on prayer and faith for days,
Hoping for some good but only ended in the hospital.
You didn't answer.

My clothes were drenched in tears,
I felt myself dehydrated.
I prayed from dusk till dawn,
But still no answer.

That pain I felt isn't there anymore.
Not because things are finally looking up,
It's because I'm losing faith.
I feel numb to all the pain.
You weren't there when I needed you the most.

All those people lied to me when they said you come in times of need.
They said if God doesn't answer,
It's because He knows one can handle it.
But here I am thinking that my definition of "handle" and His aren't the same.
Unless, if wishing to die, isolation, and sh is His definition,
Then I guess I'm handling everything perfectly.

#betrayal #disappointment #faith #pain #hope #hurting #isolation #frustration

Twilight Travesty Nov 2024

Hey you :)

I don't know much,
Then l do know a lot,
I don't know what's true,
But I know what's not;

What I know true and full,
Binds me together firm,
A simple truth breathing,
Potent red, sinster green;

I've loved you completely,
Vivid rich and vast,
That I know with awe,
I miss your eyes;

My mind drowns in them,
Such grace and comfort,
You'll never leave my mind,
I love you, my moon baby.

#love #faith #hope

Zelda Nov 2024

Temples

Agnostic
wandering temples,
wondering how the stone still stands—
cracked and worn,
weathered by storms,
by wars,
by careless hands that pass through.

It’s like a labyrinth you can’t
exist in—
feel the hedges,
understand the spirits,
quiet the noises,
balance the highs and lows.

The soul—what is it?
A natural remedy is still just a remedy.

A waste of time.
We both know it—
it’s not meant to be.

Pragmatic
never believed in happily ever after;
you did the math—
and it ends with a soft sound,
the closing of the temple door,
a coin flip
We hit the ground.

If I had a nickel for every
“Meeting you was destiny,”
oh, but was it?
If I had a nickel for every
“You deserve to be happy,”
oh, but do I?

We’re two sides of the same coin,
a dream, a folktale,
a close call.
We both know it—
it’s not meant to be
We hit the ground.

Skeptic
All the sharp turns,
all the downhill spirals,
all the A.M. conversations—
you tell me,
"We'll get through it"

You held me with your voice,
But the edge cuts

Oh, the way you swore
“We’ll get it right this time.”

I’d rather
mix ***** with water,
enough to turn my blood to wine—
Let's just not debate our religion
in temples.

There is no solace
When we're agnostic, pragmatic, skeptics

We both know it—
just another close call,
wasn’t meant to be.

I only wanted to know your love,
not wander through temples.

#poetry #love #skepticism #faith #agnosticism #relationships #philosophy #heartbreak #introspection #wandering

Jesus' baby Nov 2024

THE FAITH FACTOR

‎
‎Tiny as a mustard seed,
‎Faith bursts forth, uncontainable,
‎Shaking earth, moving mountains,
‎Unyielding, unstoppable.
‎
‎The Unshakable Word, divine,
‎Spoke life to our deepest design,
‎A promise kept, a bond sealed,
‎Forever changing, forever revealed.
‎
‎In the believer's trembling hand,
‎This seed of faith takes root, expands,
‎Unfailing, unbeatable might,
‎Conquering darkness, shining light.
‎
‎Unshaken, unwavering, free,
‎Faith stands, a fortress, in thee,
‎A force that earthquakes cannot shake,
‎A love that mountains cannot partake.
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‎

This poem is dedicated to the fact that with faith in God nothing is impossible

#faith #believers

Todd Sommerville Nov 2024

My Love

My love is not dependent on return
My love never needed to be learned
Nuances have been molded
sculpted, and refined
But the love,My Love
The very core of it
Is blind.

#love #faith #hope #belief

Kewayne Wadley Nov 2024

Sense of Humor

I am waiting on an angel.
I’ve paced around in wait
and feel no closer to when I first started
pacing.
no call, no signs of anything that smells like perfume.
she promised she'd be here.
maybe she's stuck in traffic,
or maybe she's the kind of angel
that doesn’t keep promises.

the last time I prayed I asked for a roof
over my head.
it took a while. it took an awfully long time.
my hands were shaking.
just when I was about to give up.
I got my house.
I have that same feeling.
god knows that I am waiting,
no matter how bad my hands are shaking.

still, I wait.
I don’t know how wings feel against skin,
or how soft they are,
but somehow, I believe she is near.
if she is not.
I do believe that something beautiful is possible.
even if angels have a sense of humor

#kewaynewadleypoetry #divineintervention #kewaynewadley #poetrywritersclub #hope #faith #waiting #waitingforanangel #angel #doubt

Jack Groundhog Nov 2024

Old Spandau

i.
I walk through the streets
of old Spandau
under a sky of slate and zinc
that lets loose its sleet
and drops of pale ink,
filled with burdened clouds
weary from hurrying onward
out of the iron east.

ii.
A church tower stands sentinel
watching over the people fleeing past
on cobbled streets paved with fate.

iii.
Once, to doubt was to believe
as Thomas, bereaved,
called out in awe
My Lord and my God.
Today there’s just doubts,
faith is fleeting as clouds.

iv.
The tower waits,
outwardly strong,
yet forlorn and alone,
abandoned by the faithful
as the sacred slips away.
It watches and waits
in hollow hope of a time
when its hallowed purpose
might yet be whole again.

Spandau is today part of Berlin, but is actually much older and has its own old town. In the middle of it is St. Nicholas’ Church with its ornate brick tower.

#berlin #faith #faithlessness #history #spandau #time

Odd Odyssey Poet Nov 2024

Faith/Fate

Dreaming in colour; but I can't help thinking
in black and white — the anxieties that weigh heavily
on my plate, it's no wonder I occasionally savour
their bitter taste. Why should I rely solely on fate,
when it starts to feel a bit devoid of faith?

And some might argue I let them down, but
what if that low point was my decision to elevate
others — would you still have faith in me, or is
it simply your own fate that keeps me anchored
in this low place?

#faith #fate #feelings #thought #religion #poetry #life

Steve Page Nov 2024

I'm a believer

I'm a Believer.
A by-faith walker.
One foot placed
in front of the other.
A member of the worldwide
inter-generational ancestral
family of Believers.
Proudly considered
to be God-botherers
on account of us being
persistent in prayer
on all ocassions.

I'm a Believer.
I'm a disciple-maker.
I'm a get-fully-wet baptiser.
I'm a church planter.
I'm an "in spirit and in truth"
God-of-Jacob worshiper.
A not bow to caesar.
A faith keeper.
A some-might-call-me dreamer.
A vision se-er.

A full-armour take-a-stand-er.
A full alert perseverer.
A last to leave-er
when things get tougher.
An endure-er of oppressors.
A refuser to fear.
A hunger-er and thirster.
A kingdom builder.

I'm a Believer.
A seeker of truth.
A keeper of peace.
I'm with my brothers and sisters,
followers of Jesus,
who for the joy set before him
pioneered blood, sweat and tears
with a faithful to the very end
belief in the Father,
raised full of life, and ascended,
to be our heavenly interceder.

I'm a blessed Believer
in Jesus, our Messiah.,
He is my Lord and Saviour.
Amen.

The early church were called 'believers'.

#believe #faith #trust

Zelda Nov 2024

26

The weekend before
My 26th birthday,
I stood in a church—
Its quiet beauty,
My unshed tears.

Pleading—
With whom?
I’m not sure.
I lost my faith so long ago.

Desperate
A powerful injustice
Brought me to my knees.

Take my strength, my love, my will—
My whole life too.
And lead my loved ones
To where the sea births the sun.

My pleas must've fallen on deaf ears.
I sat along the shore all summer long,
Watching the sea swallow the sun.

Epilogue
__

It’s just
A
Cold
Day

It’s just
A
Black
Sea

It’s just
My birthday

.
.
.

Twenty seven
Twenty
Seven.
            Seven
Twenty.
Twenty seven
Seven

.
.
.

Twenty Seven

.
.
.
27

#faith #doubt #loss #grief #spiritual #struggle #desperation #selfreflection #birthday #church