|Best Poems About / On GOD
My God and Your God
Maybe you're curious
If I have no religions
So who is my Lord?
Because in your mind one can only be good and have morality
If they are strict adherents to a righteous religion
I tell you
Maybe my god is different from your God
Because my god is very compassionate
My god loves all its creation
God the almighty is very understanding, not easy to give punishment
My god is much different from what you ever think
What is the name of your God, you asked
My god's name is god
But I can also call it with another name
Indeed, my god does not care how I call it
But I do not call it with any names you ever heard
Because you have claimed that name belongs to your God
And you will arrogantly say
All who wear that name
Must follow the same rules as ours
That is the purest, the most righteous, and the holiest
Every religion has its own rules
Without rules everything will not be in an order, you said
That's why I do not like to join your religion
Because I'm not a blind devotee of the rules and religion
Because my god has blessed me and the entire human
With brain, heart and conscience
Let me humbly make it function
To choose the best of all the teachings
That might be from some parts of your holy book but certainly not all of them
Because my god is almighty but simple
I use the word 'my'
Because I know better about me myself than any other human being
Where and how I put my god inside my heart and mind
'My' does not always mean mine
Not like how you often claim and behave as if you were the owner of your religion and God
Treating it as an untouchable thing
Defending it as a matter of life and death with many tools
Creating a lot reasons to kill and die for
You make your religion above all
Humanity, peace, and justice is often nothing compared with your religion and God
So you see
Maybe my god is different from your GOD
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The twin horned cow prays to god,
for fear of not producing frosty rich cream milk.
the scorched patch of infertile land prays to god,
for fear of not yielding consumable grains of food.
the large butcher knife prays to god,
for fear of not being able to slain obdurate chunks of
meat, a cluster of
the devilish chain of mountain prays to god,
for fear of collapsing, when struck my cyclonic wind
the enchanting elevation of the edifice
prays to god,
for fear of being charred by flaming fires, transiting
into realms of
the light brown crab on the slippery beach prays to
for fear of being trampled to death by bulky soles of
airborne birds in the sky pray to god,
for fear of snapping their wings, nose-diving thereby
towards the uncouth
surface of earth.
the juicy fruit of apple prays to god,
for fear of being pecked by venomous reptile injecting
paltry vials of
innocent orphan children pray to god,
for fear of being stashed like truckloads of garbage.
immaculately white satin cloth prays to god,
for fear of developing disdainful blotches and stain.
the lush green blades of grass pray to god,
for fear of being devoured by the roaming stray
the ornately exquisite mercedes prays to god,
for fear of being brutally bashed by tankers holding
the emerald green waters of ocean pray to god,
for fear of being contaminated by gun powder and
residue of missiles.
appetizing slabs of pure chocolate pray to god,
for fear of harbouring an army of red ant and insects.
suspended wires of cable pray to god,
for fear of electrocuting all those in proximity after
fresh spells of
the croaking frog in the lake prays to god,
for fear of being swallowed by killer lizards on the
humans existing on this earth pray to god,
for fear of losing their lives, starving like the
desert camel bereft of
i pray to god,
for fear of being seperated from the person i loved,
the ones i really cared
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With All My Heart, God, Let Me
With all my heart, God, let me praise you;
With all my heart, God, let me thank you;
With all my heart, God, let me serve you;
With all my heart, God, let me love you.
With all my heart, God, let me seek you;
With all my heart, God, let me trust you;
With all my heart, God, let me call you;
With all my heart, God, let me reach you.
With all my heart, God, let me rejoice;
With all my heart, God, let me obey;
With all my heart, God, let me repent;
With all my heart, God, let me be glad.
With all my heart, God, let me be pure;
With all my heart, God, let me await;
With all my heart, God, let me sing songs;
With all my heart, God, let me not sin.
With all my heart, let me abide in Him;
With all my heart, let me be righteous;
With all my heart, let me not go astray;
With all my heart, let me keep your Words.
God knows all secrets of the human heart;
He forms all hearts and considers all that they do;
The Lord moves hearts of Kings to make decrees;
Only fools say in hearts, There is no God! '
Dr John Celes
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Don't Ask God
Dont ask God for wisdom lest he give you folly to teach your heart.
Dont ask God for wealth lest he give you poverty to make you depend on him.
Dont ask God for vision lest he give you blindness to guide your way.
Dont ask God for strength lest he give you weakness to sustain you.
Dont ask God for protection lest he give you adversity, so he can fight for you.
Dont ask God for progress lest he give you stillness so you can know him.
Dont ask God for water lest he give you thirst, so you can seek the living water.
Dont ask God for food lest he give you hunger for righteousness.
Dont ask God for joy, lest he give you mourning to put your heart on eternity.
Dont ask God for beauty lest he give you ashes to teach you how to look inward.
Dont ask God for friends lest he give you enemies so he can be your friend.
Dont ask God for life lest he give you death to mortify your flesh.
Dont ask God for crown lest he give you a cross to save your soul.
In self righteousness,
Dont ask God for anything
Dont ask God for something
Dont ask God for everything
Just ask God for God.
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