Sinners and Saints

Sinners and Saints

A Poem by Jess

Wrote this after visiting an old abandoned church in the mountains.


Within the walls of this abandoned church

The echoes can be heard 

Echoes of footsteps, shouts, joyful and sorrowful words

And in it you can hear the sinners and saints 

The ones gone on that paved a way 

Inside these faded walls

Upon these old cracked pews 

Placed on creaking wood floors 

Is where the souls of the sinners and saints fought their wars 

The place tears and screams meet silent prayers

Whispers from the past in hopes of quieting fears 

A battle zone no one can see but the hearts surely feel

Spiritual relic for those still needing to heal 


© 2021 Jess

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You took my there and I felt the ambience of that place. I love old buildings, but particularly churches where people have worshipped for centuries. They have spirituality oozing out of every nook and cranny.


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Added on May 25, 2021
Last Updated on May 25, 2021
Tags: religion, past



I write based on experiences and emotion. Always open to reviews. More or less using this for feedback and keep new work. more..

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