Mssukser
Poem Published
18th Oct 2020 6:41am
18th Oct 2020 6:41am
Spells of Love
Said the man once possessed
Every word, every breath
That I fill in my chest
Feels like mount Everest
Ever since I was blessed
To conquer this quest
Even I wasn't at my best
Hundred nights, yet no rest
I'm put on this test
Was attempted to wrest
Tell me where is my vest
I'm trapped and all messed
Now here comes my guest
Her aura and her dress
Celebrating like a fest
Alarming, ready to arrest
Sharing all my stress
Her arrival got me distressed
Running from east to the west
Her presence has embraced ...
Every word, every breath
That I fill in my chest
Feels like mount Everest
Ever since I was blessed
To conquer this quest
Even I wasn't at my best
Hundred nights, yet no rest
I'm put on this test
Was attempted to wrest
Tell me where is my vest
I'm trapped and all messed
Now here comes my guest
Her aura and her dress
Celebrating like a fest
Alarming, ready to arrest
Sharing all my stress
Her arrival got me distressed
Running from east to the west
Her presence has embraced ...
#love
#dark
#FallingInLove
#curse
#obsession
505 reads
11 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 5:32am
6th Oct 2020 5:32am
Hell is here and not over there
There are so many levels of Hell,
Some say seven, some nine
Pretty much speculations
All guesses, especially from Dante,
So hard to tell
Considering that nobody
Ever came back from either
Heaven or Hell
But whichever it is,
The worst Hell is right here to find,
The one you make for yourself
The one you create for yourself
Through your daily deeds
And the crazy choices
Taken out of your sometimes
Twisted mind.
Some say seven, some nine
Pretty much speculations
All guesses, especially from Dante,
So hard to tell
Considering that nobody
Ever came back from either
Heaven or Hell
But whichever it is,
The worst Hell is right here to find,
The one you make for yourself
The one you create for yourself
Through your daily deeds
And the crazy choices
Taken out of your sometimes
Twisted mind.
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#morality
#curse
345 reads
2 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
1st Oct 2020 11:03pm
1st Oct 2020 11:03pm
Lucy Fair's mate(s)
So Lucy Fair's mate
Mephistopheles by name,
But who she affectionately
Called Crystal Meth
(Because of the gleam in his eyes)
Was not happy when, again,
He saw on her computer
A message to that guy upstairs.
So it was the chastity belt for her
Though she knew her way
Around that (!), as she had shown,
Throwing her gifts in the hands
Of that pig and glutton,
Belzebuth of fame
Nice big hands, great lips
To please her in ways and where
Her dear Crystal Meth never could.
Her only unrequited love -
The one...
Mephistopheles by name,
But who she affectionately
Called Crystal Meth
(Because of the gleam in his eyes)
Was not happy when, again,
He saw on her computer
A message to that guy upstairs.
So it was the chastity belt for her
Though she knew her way
Around that (!), as she had shown,
Throwing her gifts in the hands
Of that pig and glutton,
Belzebuth of fame
Nice big hands, great lips
To please her in ways and where
Her dear Crystal Meth never could.
Her only unrequited love -
The one...
#atheism
#faith
#fate
#magic
#curse
353 reads
4 Comments
Madcinder
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 8:54am
26th Sep 2020 8:54am
Compacted Ice
How are you little witch?
You stupid little bitch.
I’ll show you who I am.
And then you’ll understand.
I’m just a messenger.
A messenger of death.
I’ll have a word with her.
There is no question left.
I am the king of the frozen world you call your home.
Defender of the wilderness of barren ice and stone.
The forests farthest north are where you cast your spells.
Deep in compacted ice is where your angel dwells.
How are you, you’re not a witch.
But every time you wish.
Others would see that truth.
You...
You stupid little bitch.
I’ll show you who I am.
And then you’ll understand.
I’m just a messenger.
A messenger of death.
I’ll have a word with her.
There is no question left.
I am the king of the frozen world you call your home.
Defender of the wilderness of barren ice and stone.
The forests farthest north are where you cast your spells.
Deep in compacted ice is where your angel dwells.
How are you, you’re not a witch.
But every time you wish.
Others would see that truth.
You...
#winter
#lyrics
#apocalypse
#tragedy
#curse
351 reads
1 Comment
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 10:06pm
20th Sep 2020 10:06pm
Wake up call
God woke up
From dee darkness,
Huge headache,
By his side an empty cup.
On the screen before Him
The earth
But a mess He could see
Sure that Lucy Fur
Had gotten gain
To his domain,
Drugged Him and
Did her dastardly deed
With the computer keys.
From dee darkness,
Huge headache,
By his side an empty cup.
On the screen before Him
The earth
But a mess He could see
Sure that Lucy Fur
Had gotten gain
To his domain,
Drugged Him and
Did her dastardly deed
With the computer keys.
#atheism
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#curse
312 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 00:26am
10th Sep 2020 00:26am
Siren
There was a sailor
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
#mythology
#mystery
#tragedy
#curse
#mermaids
608 reads
11 Comments
Quinnzelle
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 5:01pm
30th Aug 2020 5:01pm
The Price of a Tortured Soul
My life has been plagued with one nightmare after the next. What have I done to be so vexedCould I have been so awful in a past life I am reaping the karma of former victims?
As if this is God's own dictim?
Oh what a monster I must have been.
The person I must have been back then.
I imagine it all makes perfect sense,
given the bits of lingering monster still left inside me present tense.
I feel her hunger and rave, I feel her stir and crave. Though there is light of some compassion, her taste of particular predictors spark her true passion. I feel I am...
As if this is God's own dictim?
Oh what a monster I must have been.
The person I must have been back then.
I imagine it all makes perfect sense,
given the bits of lingering monster still left inside me present tense.
I feel her hunger and rave, I feel her stir and crave. Though there is light of some compassion, her taste of particular predictors spark her true passion. I feel I am...
#rebirth
#fate
#pagan
#redemption
#curse
313 reads
4 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
12th Aug 2020 00:20am
12th Aug 2020 00:20am
The date
Kicking leaves across a winter street
Scarf wrapped tightly round
Trees reach high toward the sky
Like a dead hand from the ground
Fog rolls in on mystic wind
That briskly burns my face
The clock strikes high my time is nigh
So I quickly quicken pace
I trod alone on cobbled stones
With gaslight dappled views
My time is growing short
To follow my newest clue
I reached my destination
And to my dismay was late
All the expectation dissipated
When I couldn't meet my date
The next day was frantic...
Scarf wrapped tightly round
Trees reach high toward the sky
Like a dead hand from the ground
Fog rolls in on mystic wind
That briskly burns my face
The clock strikes high my time is nigh
So I quickly quicken pace
I trod alone on cobbled stones
With gaslight dappled views
My time is growing short
To follow my newest clue
I reached my destination
And to my dismay was late
All the expectation dissipated
When I couldn't meet my date
The next day was frantic...
#hope
#fate
#nightmares
#curse
#fear
360 reads
1 Comment
ohmy_engrish
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Poem Published
1st Aug 2020 10:56pm
1st Aug 2020 10:56pm
Run Away (9 & 3/4)
verse one}
Suddenly the skies,
Turned in on my mind
Now’s the time.
Spilt the iodine,
Stinging in my scars
I’m screaming out:
{verse two}
“Oh, what is empathy for,
If no one feels this like I do?
Tricked by fake grinning,
Trapped by hexan beasts--
But people could care less.”
{post-verse}
I felt so hopeful,
I’ve started over a million,
Fucking times.
But, it’s all a lie.
So you say you’re here for me, ...
Suddenly the skies,
Turned in on my mind
Now’s the time.
Spilt the iodine,
Stinging in my scars
I’m screaming out:
{verse two}
“Oh, what is empathy for,
If no one feels this like I do?
Tricked by fake grinning,
Trapped by hexan beasts--
But people could care less.”
{post-verse}
I felt so hopeful,
I’ve started over a million,
Fucking times.
But, it’s all a lie.
So you say you’re here for me, ...
#hope
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
#FeelingTrapped
#curse
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0 Comments
Miss_Anthrope
Void Dweller
Void Dweller
Poem Published
1st Aug 2020 8:28am
1st Aug 2020 8:28am
The Tortured
Darkness embraces the sun
Swallowing the light
Choking away the day
And becoming the night
The air grows cold
Rain falls to the ground
And to this one rule
These beasts are forever bound
They wake with the stars
And sleep through the sun
Only they know
What they have done
Awake every night
Through clouds of icy rain
Doomed to be the Tortured
And to always feel the pain
Their cries are not loud
But can often be heard
This is not some disease
And it cannot be cured
So don't close your eyes ...
Swallowing the light
Choking away the day
And becoming the night
The air grows cold
Rain falls to the ground
And to this one rule
These beasts are forever bound
They wake with the stars
And sleep through the sun
Only they know
What they have done
Awake every night
Through clouds of icy rain
Doomed to be the Tortured
And to always feel the pain
Their cries are not loud
But can often be heard
This is not some disease
And it cannot be cured
So don't close your eyes ...
#dark
#monsters
#nightmares
#curse
#fear
476 reads
6 Comments
mysticstones
Poem Published
30th Jul 2020 10:01am
30th Jul 2020 10:01am
simple as a pun
the muse seeker's wish
as to what you find in a candy’s dish
an assortment
more over as your hand reaches, to fish
as to what you find on that proverbial list.
the scanning of the learned eye
quick wit, coupled with the bye and bye
the volumes
studious, yet unrealized by the shy
simple the craft to whom realize.
methodical, as of the piper’s drones
as to the jam on a morning scone
the formulas
musically, so beautifully as have shown
captivating, impressing, yet less known.
could it just be pleaded jargon? ...
as to what you find in a candy’s dish
an assortment
more over as your hand reaches, to fish
as to what you find on that proverbial list.
the scanning of the learned eye
quick wit, coupled with the bye and bye
the volumes
studious, yet unrealized by the shy
simple the craft to whom realize.
methodical, as of the piper’s drones
as to the jam on a morning scone
the formulas
musically, so beautifully as have shown
captivating, impressing, yet less known.
could it just be pleaded jargon? ...
#WritersBlock
#curse
297 reads
2 Comments
joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
16th Jul 2020 2:15am
16th Jul 2020 2:15am
Open Letter to Dr.Albert Mohler of the Southern Baptist Convention
Men wrote the Bible, but that doesn't stop God from writing it thru those men.
Likewise, evolution produced mankind, but that doesn't prevent God from working thru evolution (gene mutations) to create the first humans.
Mr Mohler, you appeared in a video on YouTube in which you came down in favor of the literal interpretation of the "days" of Creation Week in Genesis chapter 1.
You found the alternative explanations to be inferior.
You made no effort to present the creation account in Hebrews 11.3 as a parallel passage to Genesis 1.
If you had done so, your viewers...
Likewise, evolution produced mankind, but that doesn't prevent God from working thru evolution (gene mutations) to create the first humans.
Mr Mohler, you appeared in a video on YouTube in which you came down in favor of the literal interpretation of the "days" of Creation Week in Genesis chapter 1.
You found the alternative explanations to be inferior.
You made no effort to present the creation account in Hebrews 11.3 as a parallel passage to Genesis 1.
If you had done so, your viewers...
#faith
#curse
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