oskar
Poem Published
16th Dec 2021 11:12am
16th Dec 2021 11:12am
the ring
The Ring
When I asked my girlfriend to marry me, she was thrilled
and said, now I can quit my boring job and be a housewife.
She called her parents they were coming into town
the next day, meet us at eight o’clock sharp.
I had bought my fiancé a ring of old gold with green gem,
it looked expensive but wasn´t
I put the ring in my camelhair overcoat, the coat was darn
more expensive than the ring.
Going to meet the new family, I was a bit nervous stopped
at a bar had a Rom and coke, as I was about to order
one more drink my...
When I asked my girlfriend to marry me, she was thrilled
and said, now I can quit my boring job and be a housewife.
She called her parents they were coming into town
the next day, meet us at eight o’clock sharp.
I had bought my fiancé a ring of old gold with green gem,
it looked expensive but wasn´t
I put the ring in my camelhair overcoat, the coat was darn
more expensive than the ring.
Going to meet the new family, I was a bit nervous stopped
at a bar had a Rom and coke, as I was about to order
one more drink my...
#fate
#apocalypse
#luck
#dystopian
#curse
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Dec 2021 9:22am
5th Dec 2021 9:22am
astonisment
Astonishment
The queen in her gilded coach pulled by white horses
Came gliding on the sea, towards the sandy shore
Where men stood waited to be knighted.
They had done their duty to keep their mouth shut
And averted their eyes to the state’s illegal activity
Now, payoffs a title and membership in a pash club
The queen came ashore, she had a white lion cub
In one hand and a hammer in the other hand
She hit the men over the head; they fell and died.
The queen, a Marxist revolutionary had been silent
for so long, now...
The queen in her gilded coach pulled by white horses
Came gliding on the sea, towards the sandy shore
Where men stood waited to be knighted.
They had done their duty to keep their mouth shut
And averted their eyes to the state’s illegal activity
Now, payoffs a title and membership in a pash club
The queen came ashore, she had a white lion cub
In one hand and a hammer in the other hand
She hit the men over the head; they fell and died.
The queen, a Marxist revolutionary had been silent
for so long, now...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#luck
#dystopian
#curse
265 reads
1 Comment
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 10:47pm
18th Nov 2021 10:47pm
Touches Divine
in skirts fringed with tiny bells, tinkling to swaying hips
twinkles from bronze and silver anklets
an entry, almost a dance
she entered, the bobolian
she looked too young for knowledge
too soft to deliver her edge
her fingers too gentle to administer potions
her dark eyes seductively divine
her first words swept the room in pheromones
each man reacted under their loincloth
stirred half-mast and some in full attention
women stirred in apprehension
lips swelled glistened and dewed
will death be bestowed upon...
twinkles from bronze and silver anklets
an entry, almost a dance
she entered, the bobolian
she looked too young for knowledge
too soft to deliver her edge
her fingers too gentle to administer potions
her dark eyes seductively divine
her first words swept the room in pheromones
each man reacted under their loincloth
stirred half-mast and some in full attention
women stirred in apprehension
lips swelled glistened and dewed
will death be bestowed upon...
#curse
#tradition
416 reads
5 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
9th Nov 2021 8:36am
9th Nov 2021 8:36am
propaganda
Propaganda
It is a cold day, no more sitting on the terrace
watching ships sailing by and dreaming of the old days.
With little to do, I watched on Netflix about the making of the Nazi party.
Time was hard in Germany people were looking for a saviour
Hitler and his henchmen came.
Sig Heil.
Peoples’ stupidity never amazes me, believed the propaganda
the promises of a better time.
Millions followed him, this man without charisma, but he promised
to make the country great and the people unthinkably followed
to the bitter end.
71,...
It is a cold day, no more sitting on the terrace
watching ships sailing by and dreaming of the old days.
With little to do, I watched on Netflix about the making of the Nazi party.
Time was hard in Germany people were looking for a saviour
Hitler and his henchmen came.
Sig Heil.
Peoples’ stupidity never amazes me, believed the propaganda
the promises of a better time.
Millions followed him, this man without charisma, but he promised
to make the country great and the people unthinkably followed
to the bitter end.
71,...
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#curse
#karma
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Shinobi
Poem Published
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
24th Oct 2021 4:22pm
Standing Alone in a Field of Trampled Tulips
Once a year...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
I'm selected by my peers
to stand in a field
of brutally trampled tulips
a smell of death...decay
of the blossoms is putrid
the acrid scent of their perfume
rises from their flowerbed
where I am left to stand..sentry
like a scarecrow, gazing wide-eyed
while on fallow grounds, slumbering
petals yawn beneath my feet...a somber tone
O'the sound of a harp, O' the melody
how it drifts in, as I stand motionless
amongst their brutal colors,
and maskless faces, tracing my mouth ...
#Halloween
#ghosts
#EdgarAllanPoe
#curse
#zombies
402 reads
2 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
5th Oct 2021 6:12am
5th Oct 2021 6:12am
Witch's Stoney Wren
Stoney wren, stoney wren
Do you cry, unable to fly?
The feet of the street
Always passing you by.
Stoney wren, stoney wren
Bless this weedy garden so.
Don't you dare wink a blink,
Stoney wren. Surely I'll know.
Do you cry, unable to fly?
The feet of the street
Always passing you by.
Stoney wren, stoney wren
Bless this weedy garden so.
Don't you dare wink a blink,
Stoney wren. Surely I'll know.
#dark
#birds
#witches #curse
#witches #curse
311 reads
1 Comment
CherryDEmoKid
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 12:54pm
18th Jun 2021 12:54pm
Morning Star
Numb it all
Drift me a stray
There i will stay
Take me far
To the morning star
Leave me to drift away
Consume my soul
For you to hold
I will never see the light of day
Drift me a stray
There i will stay
Take me far
To the morning star
Leave me to drift away
Consume my soul
For you to hold
I will never see the light of day
#sadness
#death
#evil
#nightmares
#curse
453 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
8th Jun 2021 9:05am
8th Jun 2021 9:05am
wonderland
Wonderland
Dreams have always been vital they are the wing
I fly to a consciousness of old truth.
Now I do not dream much but when I do
I visit places I have been before in earlier dreams.
Meeting people say hello we have not seen for a long time.
The landscape is thorny and cannot be shared by those
who are ignorant of hidden tracks?
It is strange to see familiar faces of those of old dreams
they remember I was a cobbler who worked for free.
My phone does not ring it has s modern chant.
While is asked I by the lake when I'm moving...
Dreams have always been vital they are the wing
I fly to a consciousness of old truth.
Now I do not dream much but when I do
I visit places I have been before in earlier dreams.
Meeting people say hello we have not seen for a long time.
The landscape is thorny and cannot be shared by those
who are ignorant of hidden tracks?
It is strange to see familiar faces of those of old dreams
they remember I was a cobbler who worked for free.
My phone does not ring it has s modern chant.
While is asked I by the lake when I'm moving...
#fate
#mythology
#luck
#scifi
#curse
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SLYMBEKQUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
Poem Published
6th Jun 2021 9:34am
6th Jun 2021 9:34am
Dancing with you again
We've never danced like this before, You move with such ease
Every turn we take you meet me with a kiss - such a tease
I can feel how you missed me by how tightly you squeeze
You ask if i want to go futher and with no fear i say yes please
We have been here before but never this intimate never this deep
Your're holding me like i am forever yours to keep
Your the devil and im a creep
But i took a peek - And i like the freak
A love like ours is unique
A dark king found a lost queen
Love and hate a common scene
You were cruel and...
Every turn we take you meet me with a kiss - such a tease
I can feel how you missed me by how tightly you squeeze
You ask if i want to go futher and with no fear i say yes please
We have been here before but never this intimate never this deep
Your're holding me like i am forever yours to keep
Your the devil and im a creep
But i took a peek - And i like the freak
A love like ours is unique
A dark king found a lost queen
Love and hate a common scene
You were cruel and...
#emptiness
#curse
394 reads
12 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
26th May 2021 11:14pm
26th May 2021 11:14pm
Grim Reaper
On three occasions the three sudden brake failures, I had driven a car..
Might as well help in permanently leaving my brain door ajar..
Keeping my later thoughts as well as understanding of things and situations consistently afar..
Don't know bout you, but for me this is the wildest I ever saw yet in my dreams..
My silent screams..
What follows?..
Bucket of tears I shed turned into a stream..
Ending in a never ending cycle with my violent screams..
This dim light I look up at..
Will it shimmer?...
Might as well help in permanently leaving my brain door ajar..
Keeping my later thoughts as well as understanding of things and situations consistently afar..
Don't know bout you, but for me this is the wildest I ever saw yet in my dreams..
My silent screams..
What follows?..
Bucket of tears I shed turned into a stream..
Ending in a never ending cycle with my violent screams..
This dim light I look up at..
Will it shimmer?...
#confusion
#mythology
#curse
717 reads
8 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
22nd May 2021 9:35am
22nd May 2021 9:35am
At a rave party in Montevideo
I am an orange, don't peel me..
"I am an orange please don't peel me..
"In truth am just a Voyager please God come save me..
At a rave party in Montevideo..
Just like I used to pass out drooling in the studio..
This candy,
Adam,
Love pill,
Snowball or Smarties..
What is ecstasy?..
Dream or Nightmare..
The muse of epic poetry calliope..
Amidst so many armed sicarios..
Every time I close my eyes all I see is the blonde Kara Milovy..
High doses of methamphetamine in my brain like a Japanese kamikaze pilot.. ...
"I am an orange please don't peel me..
"In truth am just a Voyager please God come save me..
At a rave party in Montevideo..
Just like I used to pass out drooling in the studio..
This candy,
Adam,
Love pill,
Snowball or Smarties..
What is ecstasy?..
Dream or Nightmare..
The muse of epic poetry calliope..
Amidst so many armed sicarios..
Every time I close my eyes all I see is the blonde Kara Milovy..
High doses of methamphetamine in my brain like a Japanese kamikaze pilot.. ...
#nightmares
#dystopian
#curse
428 reads
4 Comments
CArpeNoctem_
CN_
CN_
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 7:46pm
3rd Apr 2021 7:46pm
deceased relative
Beautiful white arum
stained red
tears of a soulless
curse
stained red
tears of a soulless
curse
#death
#curse
#scary
571 reads
0 Comments
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