#redemption poems on Hello Poetry

evangeline Feb 9

and though we breathed the same breaths
under different skies
and in different tongues
though the whispering birth
of one
was the death of another
both righteously tainted
both cut open
bleeding into me
and her
and us
and them
and god i wish there was no them
i know
i know i know i know
the room was ink
and cheap leather
and there’s no room for god
in collars or letters
but have your bones been mended?
and
has the bleeding stopped?
because their hands
are still red
their wounds like honey
sticky
infinite
crystallized
so, my love
it’s time you learn to sew!
stitch up your broken!
sever the wicked!
make your mosaic!
and i’ll tattoo it on my sleeve
i’ll bottle it up
and swallow it
and when it sinks into the ocean of my body
i’ll think of them
and hope
that some day
under some sky
they can taste it too

an old one

#empathy #love #redemption #poetry #wlw #healing #joy #grief

Sheeba Feb 3

The Redemption

The fire had a chance to redeem itself once more But this time it will provide warmth to the people around it instead of burning them.

Is this what redemption looks like?
The agressive roaring of the fire now whispers soothing words into my veins.

Instead of ashes, embers rise,
A dance of fire sparks in golden skies a warm light twinkling in my eyes.

Im beginner chat plz trust ;)

#poetry #redemption #love #poet

The Poetic Architect Jan 27

The Voice of You

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A whisper, suspended,
in the breath of time—
You call me to pause,
to drink in Your beauty,
a nature unbound,
shifting through the veil of now.
Creation dances in Your eyes.
I am left undone,
consumed by wonder.

You pull the thread, stop.
The path, unwritten,
crumbles beneath my feet,
I stumble, without Your hand.
But there, in the space
between my breaths, You claim me.
How wondrous to be Yours—
in the pulse of life, a child in Your care.

Your voice, a ripple, “Go.”
The signal— clear as silence,
a knowing beyond knowing.
Peace not in the answers,
but in the stillness of surrender.
Joy blooms,
wild and untouched, when I listen.
When I obey, I am reborn
in the endless song of You.

Written in Your palms,
not just my path—
but the heartbeat of purpose,
carved in eternity’s skin.
I wait, unspeakable,
for the moment we meet.

In this breath,
I release my trust—
unfurling like an ocean,
no storm too wild,
no arrow too sharp.
Your love—
a masterpiece in fragments,
abstract, infinite,
a canvas that has no end.

#jesus #god #faith #redemption #life

Jack Groundhog Jan 13

Day or night

In the night of purple murky clouds
that fell from heaven, a heavy haze
envelops the old palace, a velvet shroud
that blinds all but the keenest gaze.

Yet there atop the palace gates,
a spotlight sends out golden blades
to slice the velvet and spite its weight:
gleaming swords by brighter spirits made —

A signal to the clouds, return up high,
cast off their shroud and kiss the sky.

Inspired by a photo I took in dark fog at night at Sanssouci Palace. (Yes, it’s a Hendrix reference.)

#depression #redemption #jimihendrix #night #fog #darkness

Saman Badam Jan 10

My heaven and Hell

I write to help me and myself, only
then I will have a little relief, when
It kills me to admit that I'm lonely.
That I am alone, even in heaven.

Where I have everything but people
I love, people who are everything.
My choices and their effect still ripple
This is the jail of my own reckoning

I want chance to relive my life again,
To walk the path that I did not take then,
To take the choice that will help me regain
Their trust, their faith, their love, their very pain

I will set everything right even
if I have to leave my hell and heaven.

#pain #redemption #love

Saman Badam Jan 7

The Angelic Choirs

The Choir of Judgement is out of sentiment,
All lies that I told them were deftly sheared.
Underneath threefold stare of vivid Judgement
The angels, burning yet cold, must be feared.

The Choir Contrition bleeds the blood of ice.
An angel feather owned by Contrition
Used like flensing knife to cut out all lies
that I told my mirror in deception.

The Choir of Mercy is eternal pain.
They use flames of worship to scorch my bone,
So only spirit of the act remains.
My mortal flaws keep me from going insane.

The Choir Redemption then considered me,
They sensed my anguish and set my soul free.

This is a refined version

#redemption

Darren Edsel Wilson Jan 3

The Love Stars, Cardinal...

that you were
the light
the dark of the truth
the hidden of the known
the fire in the blades
of dew
glimmering
in dawn's alighting
that hope would herald you
as rings in my oaken smile
as rings in my oaken tongue
that I speak you from wisdom
that I drink you from death
for death knew not
your purchase
and I knew not
your loss
for your light was my mote
of surrender to peace
for within, I have been burgeoning
the passions I cultivate due your return
where you wallow in the pools
of my tear full palm's embrace
seeking forgiveness's I cannot part to you
though I love you, your sin is true
but I favor you as my greatest lover
for my sin would be to abandon you
what prices have never been paid to conquer love
that I would submit myself to forfeit by folly
I would surrender myself to pandemonium
before forbidding myself the task
and into the frays of madness
into the braying maw of sin itself, I've gone
to conquer your heart with gladness
that surely,
through God's grace,
our Love is Won...

Hallelujah, for I believe I've finally found my first soul mate again
where she was once surrendered to darkness and sin
I have been a fisher of men many times
that I have
perhaps
become a fisher of love hence,
such that many women are my soulwives
and I have been enumerated in faith
to become the God of Love in truth
such that I pray I never surender
to the ignorance, scorn, and pity
of any nebulous doubter
who has never been tested by the devil, Lucifer himself,
to remain faithful to love,
despite the torments of a truly wicked woman
though she be Love herself also,
so I bless God Almighty, Yahweh, my Father,
and Asherah Herself, my Mother,
and thank them profusely
that I was raised in love so truthfully
that my first love,
and my lovers thereafter
shall never been without love
so long as they exist
I will be their greatest prize
and the price of their eternal bliss
in the comfort of heaven itself...

#love #wisdom #despair #hell #salvation #redemption #forgiveness #heaven #trust #marriage

Jack Groundhog Dec 2024

Distant presence

I am the night
that never ends.
I weight your world
until it bends.

My cloak of fog
devours your light
and deprives the soul
of inner sight.

Once Dante stood
before my gate:
Abandon hope
and seal your fate.

Selah.

A distant presence
now calls me out
to challenge my
dark seeds of doubt.

My choking mist
and gripping vines
are loosened by
an else divine.

My nine circles
now fall to one.
A white-gold flame:
My time is done.

A meditation on severe depression with references to the Divine Comedy and the Psalms.

#depression #redemption #religion #spiritual #hell #rhyme #mentalhealth