Faih Poems

Faih poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of faih poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on faih are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Passion Of Christ

The Passion Of Christ long poem

It’s not My will, but Thy will, Let Me die on the cross for their sins, And My blood pave way to eternity; Yet My Soul is sorrowful unto death. Abba, take away this cup from Me; Yet if it’s

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The Haunting

The Haunting long poem

one night in the end of October drifting through the woods there rose up a demonic creature that would haunt the neighborhood one such occasion it bit this little girl in the neck blood soaked her dress & she was

Happiness – Self Inflicted

Happiness   Self Inflicted short poem

In this world of possession, Where, criticism creates frustration. Sufferings and pain have easy flow, Negativity and jealousy are in full glow. Where emptiness is all around, Pessimism can easily be found. Intolerance growing day by day, Depression is like

Tale Of An (un)ending Love

Tale Of An (un)ending Love long poem

Don’t remember when it happened A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new. It all started with a prologue, As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both

Mutation

Mutation short poem

Like black birds homing in twilight, to the tree my thoughts make a perfect landing. I lift the silence in sleep. A flying snake enters a pink room. A bullet pierces the heart. No acolytes, I will catch myself the

Atypical World

Atypical World short poem

A fancy tale of fairies and wings, white worlds, blue stars, and cabbages and kings. Red dust, grey planet of quintessential beings, where the deaf hear melodies and the dumb man speaks. On fine wines, the fellows dine. All sass,

Elegy

Elegy elegy

The red-gold heaven of stormy autumn leafy-misty lights this late October dawn recalling to me, curiously, the design hidden in words, swirls of the wood-smoke of ages time-ridden, missing things: a fleeting meeting with the past: something else that does

Once Upon A Time……….

Once Upon A Time.......... short poem

Speechless I stood with fumbling words from my quivering lips…. My deadened heart almost wrenched, My cloudy eyes almost to rain…. The writhing pain gushing through my entire soul….. I am being a part from myself My parts melting in

Holi Festival

Holi Festival short poem

If you threw me in a pool with water colored red, When I got up I’d think “I’ll die, bloods running from my head.” If I fell into a pool with water colored brown, I would think that I was

Go, Al!

Go, Al! long poem

Well hello there, My name is Al. It’s short for — oh who cares? Let me just get this out. They say we all have an inner voice, And if we tune out external noise, The little voice can help

Grasp

Grasp short poem

I took a deep breath And reached into the bag of my heart. Before I exhaled. I took a step in thought. This gift I have for you, it’s not like I have a receipt for it. Hoping that you’ll

Cole World

Cole World short poem

We feel, the rage See the transparent tears Create the devastating destruction Paint the blood on The world’s picture But in the limbo of it all We remain stuck simply declining The correct motion that Most as a whole desire

Eighteen Today

Eighteen Today short poem

I am eighteen today I am on quest to the end point I am a gambler, no regret I am not a coward neither soldier My hope goes on ever since. It was my dream,to enjoy It was my hope,to

Regrets

Regrets short poem

one time i was waiting at the airport to be called: destination was united states, i saw my moms tears miles away but i couldn’t help my self to try and look away i had to pick either leave or

A Little Friend!

A Little Friend! short poem

Cute a little, a nice friend she is! Always a little chittery, a chattery she is! Gets a little bittery, a battery she is! Anyways a little tingly, a tangly her life is! So a little blingly, a bangly her

The Whirling Storm Of Evil

The Whirling Storm Of Evil long poem

THE WHIRLING STORM OF EVIL From the dark recluse in my thatched mud hut I barricaded myself; with the palm of my hands pressing tightly against my ears, vainly trying to shut out the mournful tune of the dirge playing

Today I Saw A Baby In A Mall

Today I Saw A Baby In A Mall short poem

Today I saw a baby in a mall Sitting on the trolley comfortably looking with wide opened bewildered eyes at everything around her everything for her so huge so tall she a tiny figure in the big mall Perhaps the

Foursome

Foursome short poem

A complex ego: lips on a flame like Kama Sutra. Starless night to probe a moon going downhill. A needle in hay protects the wound of a kiss. Portrait was incomplete without pilot to fly a plane: ———————————————- A complex

Oneself

Oneself short poem

In the eyes of judgment you are not worthy In your own you seek the reason why Conforming to what others think Is the first step to losing yourself Losing yourself is the first step to living a lie Indulge

Stubborn

Stubborn short poem

I’ve never been very good at listening. I imagine that I resonate with a piece of you that reminds me of the same piece of me. When I come face to face with this piece. I realize that not everything

Loves Labor

Loves Labor short poem

Marinated Sole, fragrant grains of rice A glass of golden orange with shards of ice Fresh green salads tossed with the desire That the spark of attraction is set on fire The table set with lace and flowers Sparkling crystal

Elusive Love

Elusive Love ballad

Long lazy day Cool summer nights Skipping along Flying emotional kites Eyes gaze your way Is it really you A fluttering hope Leaving me blue My heart skips a beat How do I compare Eyes down to feet A flower

Unfelt

Unfelt short poem

Centre of the belly is the core, core of my life. vividly, vibrantly, courageously lashing out at all the fine points. Ripping through veins and scattering through wounds. slithering to clear. splurging out, splurging, splashing, splashing, splashing mess, mesh covered.

In Heaven

In Heaven short poem

No more pain No more tears That’s in heaven There is total peace… Love and joy Total freedom My only hope To be with Jesus… Maybe today Maybe tomorrow My Savior will come And save me from sorrows… My trust

Blameless?

Blameless? short poem

Rebirth of an anxiety, of an abstract thought, takes on the impossible of something left between false and true. Out of spite some body was betraying the life. A bodiless lie becomes an imposter beats the truth and walks away.

Love Sonnet 223

Love Sonnet 223 sonnet poems

Some moonlit nights have shone not very bright, This, sadly, I found to be so one day, Or was it one night, that held no delight, Could be because, love, you were not with me; Woe, this belief was augmented

Helmeted Version

Helmeted Version short poem

Will the shouts work on blood seeds in climate of conflicts? Winter was shrinking. Give me a hand. I am going to invite clouds softly. Let the drumming start. War has broken out on many fronts for a god, for

A Voice

A Voice short poem

It was dim afternoon when i heard a voice, not the one we hear everyday,it was calm and quite, but it was very far, as i know, the words weren’t clear, they were mingled, as if a story which is

A Brand New Year

A Brand New Year prose poem

I thank you my Heavenly Father, it’s a brand new year and I’m still here by your Heavenly Grace and that’s perfectly clear Still there’s fear, I’m stuck in first gear, so in 2017 with so much unseen, on you

Come to me – ever familiar..

Come to me   ever familiar.. short poem

Come to me as a stranger who is evermore familiar, as a face in our dream that we long to touch, as a voice in our heads that we have forever waiter for, come to me as a stranger, my

2/55

2/55 short poem

Hotter riding home after fast-pitch practice than arriving this morning, my grand-girl asks if she can please turn on the air conditioner in my old truck. After my thumbs up she checks the dash, slides the temperature control to blue,

Black History Month (2016)

Black History Month (2016) prose poem

The study of history is one of the greatest resources for models and lessons of life. History records a runaway slave who went on to finished college in Ohio. He relocated to Mississippi and became a wealthy planter. He later

Conceal

Conceal short poem

In my mind, The deadly sin Is to not care About what’s within In this day and age, Everything is artificial People look so fake, And they act superficial It’s implanted into our brains, That we have to conceal That

Keep A Smile And Carry On

Keep A Smile And Carry On short poem

Keep a smile and carry on, Every day is a mystery, never known. A new day, a new light, That’s the only way to feel alive. A day to rise, a day to fall, A day to learn, a day

Gothic Demonic Illusion

Gothic Demonic Illusion long poem

out of the depths of the earth there lies a swell of a great story I’d like to tell to delve into the midnight madness of the bowels of Hell your body lies frozen in time Sublime the casket is

The Darkness

The Darkness ode

Thou darkness, you are one, the only one in this world, never did change your color, nor did you hate or devoid of your black, the thick darkness, you like it and carry on as your own, with no dislikes,

Wilderness

Wilderness short poem

Why did you have to come in this world to become a medical waste? There was no urgency to dropp in and then remain unnoticed, with no symptoms of life. Later scooped by a dumper you are thrown on garbage.

A Cup Of Coffee

A Cup Of Coffee short poem

The aroma of cappuccino, Tantalizes my soul, Reverberates through a memory, And resonates in my mind. A cup of coffee brews, Freshens up the mind, igniting a spark, To fall in love with it. A kiss of the cup, It

You Live In My Heart

You Live In My Heart short poem

Your bewitching face I etched on wet sand And embellished it with a design grand, My work I looked on with pride, Which Alas! was undone by a tide; I carved your sweet name on a tree And thought it’d

Festivals

Festivals short poem

Festivals come and Go The Rich celebrate with gusto The middle class try to appease God and they celebrate too The poor and down trodden left wondering what is it all about When your kitty and tummy is filled you