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Poem Details | by
arthur vaso |
Categories:
art, bereavement, death, longing, magic,
All my friends have..... gone
Underground ....... they rest at my bare feet
Leaves blowing sequestered on this barren earth
Grey skies melodies of wistful sad notes
Lovers too... have died on me
.....underground they lie
The heart is a terrible cavern of loss
Alone, I amble to and fro
Knowing full well
I too have died
Infinite is
Death
My judgment soon to arrive ............underground
Poem Details | by
Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
death, life, magic,
Life is a land of endless possibilities and only one certainty: Death!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
08 August 2019
Poem Details | by
Ann Foster |
Categories:
cute, december, grave, irony, light, magic, metaphor,
Cockleburs
Small green weeds,
with little seed pots,
that stick to your socks.
They travel with you,
to the next place,
that God wants them to go.
Not all things are useful,
but some are to be used.
This is an explanation,
regarding green things.
They are the first,
to break through the snow.
Dandelions... don't you know.
One of many,
every kind,
sticking up through
rocks, new vines.
Bees,
hungry for spring...
and the newness of life.
Our King,
his Presence in everything!
The very large, the incredibly small,
His Hand is upon it all.
You and me,
weeds set free...
living just to see,
His majesty.
Poem Details | by
Robert Heemstra |
Categories:
death, magic,
Harry Houdini
the greatest escape artist
did not escape death
Poem Details | by
Eternal Victor |
Categories:
adventure, angel, anger, bible, business, change, creation, culture, death, dedication, dream, education, fear, freedom, future, god, grave, life, magic, memorial day, miracle, mystery, nature, patriotic, peace, people, places, poems, pride, relationship, soldier, spiritual, success, suicide, symbolism, truth, war,
Alas there is no more confusion,
finally found my last conclusion.
Expect me as if Jesus will return,
from a ghost to a realm of concern.
Your dreams are portals like doors,
welcoming spirits into hasten wars.
Leaving the thoughts without trust,
keeping your fears in much disgust.
And though you sought no consequence,
deeds that confirm a wicked malevolence.
Awaiting in your nightmare of screams,
enjoy what is left amongst your dreams.
Poem Details | by
liam mcdaid |
Categories:
angel, beautiful, bereavement, blessing, flower, love, magic,
I think we are ment
To be together source of light
Give me one hour
of your precious time
I will give you
a brand new life
As this earth changes around
growing inside our union
The pathway
is clear cut diamond
as you command
the rising deep ocean waves
I warmly salted them with spices
As they rise and fall calming ocean breaths
Softly mesmerised
loving your beauty
Turning the wheel
steering this ship
blowing in one direction sings
I hunger your love
Source of each other
Can be found a million miles away
we feast at the alter of purity
With wings we fly together from the final table
Poem Details | by
David Fisher |
Categories:
death, horror, magic,
Drip, drip
Drip, drip
Melts the soiled soul onto
A dusty field of abandon
Fenced in by human limbed pickets
Yanked from the graves
Of broken hearts
Skeletal branched silhouettes
Clatter above the bloodless
Hole in the ground
The Ravens hide in the shadows
The shadows hide behind stone crops
The crops provide bountiful skulls
What is the illusion without a live audience?
Who, or what heard the solemn incantation of
Abra-Cadaver?
Poem Details | by
Louis Nathaniel |
Categories:
dark, death, magic,
Occult burning flame
Inferno shreds your home
You are the one to blame
Death brings your catacomb.
Poem Details | by
Blake Holland |
Categories:
addiction, allusion, angel, anger, art, celebration, confusion, crazy, depression, desire, earth, emotions, fantasy, fear, feelings, freedom, god, grief, health, humanity, humorous, image, imagination, life, loneliness, love, magic, music, nonsense, peace, planet, political, poverty, power, pride, psychological, sound, space, spiritual, stars, stress, suicide, sympathy, teen, usa, wisdom, world,
Take the pill
on the hill
and don't be shrill
when you see the rainbow
when you are low.
Just go with the flow
and eat the purple snow.
Chase the rabbits
through the green field
but use my shield
to end all of your habits.
Poem Details | by
Miche Ulman |
Categories:
absence, addiction, birth, change, confusion, dark, death, eulogy, fear, flying, horror, leaving, life, longing, magic, mystery, mythology, pain, self, senses, suicide, voyage,
In the shadow, behind the tree,
on the meadow, bend your knee,
down the valley, up the stream, flat bedrock,
hear me scream, bellow the heavens, toward hell,
dark tunnel, wishing well; fellow traveler listen well,
no chance given, could you tell,
on a knife-edge, head or tail?
Poem Details | by
Raven Drake |
Categories:
grief, loneliness, magic, philosophy,
A tooth from a mouth
An eye from a socket
Plucked in a drought
Rot in a pocket
An empty space
Where a throat might have been
The caul of a face
The trace of a chin
A clasp and a brace
Fold like a grin
Clot like a cake
Grate like a whim
As ago meets afar
In the here and now
In the crease of a scar
And the pleats of a brow
Written by © Raven Drake
Poem Details | by
Miche Ulman |
Categories:
absence, adventure, betrayal, body, books, change, character, conflict, confusion, courage, creation, culture, dark, death, dream, evil, farewell, freedom, history, imagination, inspiration, life, magic, mirror, murder, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poetry, self, senses, sin, society, symbolism, travel, visionary, wisdom,
hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.
angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.
Poem Details | by
Matthew Anish |
Categories:
death, joy, music, sorrow,
My father
died 4 years ago
He was a
fine pianist
and the music of Debussy
flowed from his fingers
The music took
me on a mental
journey
Took me to France and Spain
in my imagination
Debussy felt the beauty of all of nature
well up inside him
and expressed in the gorgeous sounds
he created
No long will I hear "Moonlight" and "The Sunken Cathedral"
on my father's Steinway
Every time I hear those pieces performed
I feel a wave of sadness
overcome me
Sadness combined with joy and great respect
for the magic of Debussy which I have known
and which my late father knew how to express in sound
6/1/2014
Poem Details | by
Russell Sivey |
Categories:
death, evil, halloween, horror, magic, red,
The front seat of my car lies a skeleton
Sitting there waiting on me to come inside
Red glowing eyes looking like a fire beacon
He laughed at me when I saw him, I sure cried
All around the car are jack-o-lantern heads
So very evil they are the dark undead
Powers of these pumpkins brought alive these bones
Waiting on me to come, fearfully alone
Russell Sivey
Poem Details | by
Carrie White |
Categories:
angel, beauty, death, halloween, magic, spiritual, vanity,
Above the Lady's mantle
lay the Angel's trumpet
Fairy wings
on the flower head
& moon dew upon a peacock feather
Belladonna light the candles
unite your brew
& sip from the chalice
(A little poem ((or should I say potion)) for Halloween)
Poem Details | by
Blind Pathos |
Categories:
death, dream, magic, mystery, night, philosophy, psychological,
What magic made dreams
Then made life
Made everything seem possible
Then made life
When I wake it’s gone
Nothing lasts
There alone
The dream has past
Always the dread
That greets the light
And a longing again
For the magic of night
Rendered risen life
Curls from the heart
The smoke of dreams
Where end is start
It’s there that I live
More truly and whole
Where there’s peace
For a dreamer’s soul
Once the day comes
And some day no more
A final night comes
A dream I implore
A dream long and worthy
Noble and due
A sweet note played
To see eternity through
Poem Details | by
andy thomson |
Categories:
death, evil, life, magic, mystery, spiritual, star,
If I place the demons on a star,
And watch how faint their shimmers are,
The lines connecting, one through five,
Should make my dead friends come alive
Poem Details | by
Susan Gentry |
Categories:
cat, death, magic, myth,
Black
cats at
Halloween
around corners
only shadows seen.
If you spot one
bad luck now
until
spring.
Pluck one
pure white hair
in all-black cat
without being scratched,
find great wealth and
good luck in
life and
love
August 11, 2018
August 12, 2018
Cat Poem Contest
By Tania Kitchin
Seventh Place
Poem Details | by
Eternal Victor |
Categories:
death, dream, fear, goodbye, grave, hate, magic, peace, religious, romantic, spiritual, suicide, truth, war,
There is no power in death,
great enough to stop youth.
From what must be done,
souls taken one by one.
If God should stand in the way,
clear the path you will go away.
Should I contend with this power,
no choice it is the devils hour.
When the wicked rule in time,
deception reigning of crime.
There will be a stand instead,
where I gather the vengeful dead.
Amongst in Hell that we cower,
our vengeance will grow louder.
Strong enough in legions,
numbers increasing regions.
Then the wicked will fear,
what is about to come near.
No where near closer to home,
inside Hell's nightmarish tomb.
Poem Details | by
Tony Brady |
Categories:
courage, death, destiny, fantasy, fate, journey, magic,
I’ve seen a world where twilight dies,
murdered off by the rising Sun.
But beholden they were so dark at times,
before that day had come.
I’ve seen the wretch with my own eyes,
and even kept at some.
Eventually I realized,
now no wrong is left unwrung.
Still the evil plays at times,
as the songs are always sung.
Last you see deceit and lies,
now know where it comes from.
So here thy words, and heed them well,
to break the spider’s spell.
Or risk to wander a land still lost,
and hope you won’t find Hell.
Poem Details | by
jezabella singe |
Categories:
magic,
Through the heart,
Is a magic horn,
Attached to said spear,
Is a unicorn,
Swiftly stabbed,
By a beauty of magic
Not to tell
Of this will be tragic,
I feel my eyes close,
My heart fails to beat,
I lay here lost
At a unicorn's feet
Poem Details | by
Alaska Brant |
Categories:
death, fun, magic,
Imma wrap your coffin with a bow
then we'll see who's a prettier ho'
then we'll find out who's the better *****
and you'll watch out cause I'm also a witch.
Yes, that's right I know magic
be good or i'll let you have it.
Ain't nothin' between black or white
nothin' keepin' you outta my sight.
Where we land, we'll start a fight
and if I learn you've turned on me,
the truth always comes out, you see.
But for today
you are safe
and now we shall part ways.
Poem Details | by
CHICANO EDDIE |
Categories:
city, conflict, death, god, heart, magic, music,
"ON THE AGENDA"
tonight
Gould
waits
for
the
Pacific
and
I.
tonight
hell
waits
for
us
all.
oh what fine music
awaits our descension.
By: Chicano Eddie
752017
Poem Details | by
Akinlade Seyifunmi Sky |
Categories:
addiction, death, hope, imagery, magic, muse, night,
Last night was my last night
I died in my sleep
I let out a scream
Watching my soul drift away.
Last night was my last night,
I watched the stars flicker.
But as the clouds turned thicker,
I got lost behind the mist.
Last night was my last night.
My bliss got ruffled
By the black owl howls.
Last night was my last night,
I died in my sleep
Death kissed me 'Good Night'.
If last night be my last night
This, was my last poem.
Poem Details | by
CHICANO EDDIE |
Categories:
art, crazy, death, dedication, deep, life, magic,
"BIRTH WASN'T A MISTAKE"
back on my own.
the way it should be.
the only way it can be.
enough women.
enough whores.
enough bitches.
no food.
hope that pops in and
out like a jack-in-the-box.
walking the path,
walking my path,
I keep it moving.
I move forward.
I’ve encountered
obstacles
but I remain unstoppable.
if I’m an army by myself,
this life has made
me so.
By: Chicano Eddie