yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 5:46am
3rd Feb 2019 5:46am
Cauldron
these intrusions of wet growth
liable ruddy pineapple spiky
friendly sweetness pouts
lightly wretched from
twilight oh of a
so clear you
belong
you are a pathogen of pyramid
you foreign blink of yelling
a field of artichoke urchin
must purple winery crush
of juicy loneliness
a cauldron of how
of oh oh oh
yellow be
scalding
clover can it love
can it please
proclaim its
mind
october mount october opens
the lids to other
to eccentricity
to...
liable ruddy pineapple spiky
friendly sweetness pouts
lightly wretched from
twilight oh of a
so clear you
belong
you are a pathogen of pyramid
you foreign blink of yelling
a field of artichoke urchin
must purple winery crush
of juicy loneliness
a cauldron of how
of oh oh oh
yellow be
scalding
clover can it love
can it please
proclaim its
mind
october mount october opens
the lids to other
to eccentricity
to...
#lust
#sex
#magic #curse
#magic #curse
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missjem56
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 10:27pm
2nd Feb 2025 10:27pm
The Paper Dragon
The Paper Dragon
Sits by my windowsill
Glancing forever skywards
Cursing the curse
That turned her to paper
As her story, lies writ
Upon her paper wings
Charcoaled memories
Etched, and ingrained
Then stained, in distain
She flies into a raging fire
To die
A dragons death
by Jemia
Sits by my windowsill
Glancing forever skywards
Cursing the curse
That turned her to paper
As her story, lies writ
Upon her paper wings
Charcoaled memories
Etched, and ingrained
Then stained, in distain
She flies into a raging fire
To die
A dragons death
by Jemia
#curse
#dragons
#philosophical #SelfWorth
#philosophical #SelfWorth
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 10:47am
12th Jan 2025 10:47am
Fairy Tale
One day,I woke up astray.
The world looked unusual,like I took a different pathway.
This world was unfamiliar.
Is this where the staircase led?
It seemed the grass is red.
The sky was grey.
And people's faces had a grey hue.
And you'd wonder,too.
About what this world conveys.
About what it makes it.
Or about what makes it stay in this realm.
Where insects are huge.
And grass is a shade of red or grey.
With people,missing faces.
Everyone in different places.
One is a girl who sold and...
The world looked unusual,like I took a different pathway.
This world was unfamiliar.
Is this where the staircase led?
It seemed the grass is red.
The sky was grey.
And people's faces had a grey hue.
And you'd wonder,too.
About what this world conveys.
About what it makes it.
Or about what makes it stay in this realm.
Where insects are huge.
And grass is a shade of red or grey.
With people,missing faces.
Everyone in different places.
One is a girl who sold and...
#curse
#evolution
#happiness
#hope
#magic
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Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:39am
31st Jan 2025 6:39am
Entitlement Egos
A young child cries before he can even open his eyes. Before his teens demanding his entitlement allowance. Curds of way, to foul to say. A shouting tense, prince making demands to young to understand what it is to be "The King". For like sour, spoiled milk...The crowds felted the somersault roll of a stomach that a mouth of watering will upchuck & boar on to the royal floors. For a spoiled child is a rotten apple for sure. Entitlement of adulthood leads his way...Without lifting a finger or dirtying a nail. To expecting the bail of money to hail...While the poor are knowing to...
#curse
#faith
#karma
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 7:09am
28th Dec 2024 7:09am
Usurper of Cosmic Tides
Lo, beneath the vault of yon heavens rend
Where aether’s weave in twain was cruelly split
Did planes unbidden sunder, twist, and blend
And realms of mortal ken to chaos flit
A harvest grim, by blood and bane besought
Was wrought upon those cursed forbidden fields
Where shards of divinity lay broken and fraught
Cloven, yet vast puissance still they yield
What ancient seals were forged in elder days
To keep the light from touching dread’s domain
Now sunder’d lie, as horror lifts its gaze
And cursed shapes do tread where none...
Where aether’s weave in twain was cruelly split
Did planes unbidden sunder, twist, and blend
And realms of mortal ken to chaos flit
A harvest grim, by blood and bane besought
Was wrought upon those cursed forbidden fields
Where shards of divinity lay broken and fraught
Cloven, yet vast puissance still they yield
What ancient seals were forged in elder days
To keep the light from touching dread’s domain
Now sunder’d lie, as horror lifts its gaze
And cursed shapes do tread where none...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#night
#universe
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:37am
2nd Feb 2025 6:37am
Blossoming Sin Putrescent
Ravaging the soul
Temptation ascended
Between the pestle and bowl
Heaven now rended
The skeletons now dance
A chalice now sanguine
Devil eyes in a trance
Sacred shapes withered thin
Radiance of infernal shine
Sevenfold immolation rite
Usurped and inverse divine
Brilliance of perdition in the night
Temptation ascended
Between the pestle and bowl
Heaven now rended
The skeletons now dance
A chalice now sanguine
Devil eyes in a trance
Sacred shapes withered thin
Radiance of infernal shine
Sevenfold immolation rite
Usurped and inverse divine
Brilliance of perdition in the night
#curse
#dark
#evil
#night
#religion
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:25pm
21st Jan 2025 1:25pm
A Beautiful Damsel In Ganondorf's Castle
I'm modern day Zelda, stuck here in Ganondorf's castle. Hell's Hotel.
While I'm strong, I can't always fight.
I don't know if I'll save myself or Link will save me first.
I'm Zelda, lying in a castle so vast.
It's become my only world, but it is my deepest hope that my story will be published. That I will make money. That I will get out.
And I will find love from Link.
The only Link I ever knew.
While I'm strong, I can't always fight.
I don't know if I'll save myself or Link will save me first.
I'm Zelda, lying in a castle so vast.
It's become my only world, but it is my deepest hope that my story will be published. That I will make money. That I will get out.
And I will find love from Link.
The only Link I ever knew.
#curse
45 reads
2 Comments
TheVORTEXRETURNS
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 2:58am
21st Jan 2025 2:58am
"JonRot: The rumors of my Death are somewhat inclusive"
Had I gone to extremities to gear my persona so legendarily.
Me J>r> the Kook of DUP..... Went off the grid for a bit to see
what more time must be spent...
I journeyed to the key's of Floridian quadrants drinking margaritas.
And Poeticizing incurious sonnets.
In my lair of Ill Repute and lagoon of debaucheries and slander's.
I sunk to new found lows of ecstasy like eating crack mixed with
Col. Sanders.
Later time seemed to be of the passing sunsets and sunrises flew
by as I was fasting. Gaining a more moral...
Me J>r> the Kook of DUP..... Went off the grid for a bit to see
what more time must be spent...
I journeyed to the key's of Floridian quadrants drinking margaritas.
And Poeticizing incurious sonnets.
In my lair of Ill Repute and lagoon of debaucheries and slander's.
I sunk to new found lows of ecstasy like eating crack mixed with
Col. Sanders.
Later time seemed to be of the passing sunsets and sunrises flew
by as I was fasting. Gaining a more moral...
#curse
#mythology
#nightmares #scifi
#nightmares #scifi
47 reads
3 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 6:05pm
30th Dec 2024 6:05pm
Thinking of you..
#curse
#TruthOfLife
51 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
Necropolis-a-lago
As suspected, Bibi was in cahoots,
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
#curse
#evil
#hate
#lies
#sacrifice
52 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 3:44pm
26th Dec 2024 3:44pm
Jagged Carvings
I’ve seen it, by the dim lamp’s glow, I’ve seen it
Totem speaks truths no man seen writ
I bow to whispers, spectral and vast
My limbs grow cold; this trance shall last
The walls dissolve—oh, what madness reveals!
The mind unfurls, its ancient seals
The red sigils glow, their meaning I glean
Too late, I know—no man should have seen
I believe I shall perish, by knowledge undone
Yet in this dream, I am the one
I saw the carvings, etched by hands long decayed
Marks of old dreamers, their warnings betrayed
Symbols crawl and shift...
Totem speaks truths no man seen writ
I bow to whispers, spectral and vast
My limbs grow cold; this trance shall last
The walls dissolve—oh, what madness reveals!
The mind unfurls, its ancient seals
The red sigils glow, their meaning I glean
Too late, I know—no man should have seen
I believe I shall perish, by knowledge undone
Yet in this dream, I am the one
I saw the carvings, etched by hands long decayed
Marks of old dreamers, their warnings betrayed
Symbols crawl and shift...
#curse
#dreams
#night
#nightmares
#sleep
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 7:27pm
3rd Jan 2025 7:27pm
Shadowed Arts
Beneath the pall of moonless ebon skies
Where tombs lie sundered by unholy will
A sorcery of black and fetid ties
Awakens whispers in the midnight chill
O necromancy, art of dread and gloom
Thy eldritch chords resound in cryptic halls
Thy power rends the sanctity of tomb
And calls the dead from Death’s eternal thralls
The charnel wind doth howl thy cursed name
Charcoaled woods where lifeless phantoms creep
Thy servants tread on bones now burnt by flame
While shadows writhe as if they wake from sleep
The rites thou...
Where tombs lie sundered by unholy will
A sorcery of black and fetid ties
Awakens whispers in the midnight chill
O necromancy, art of dread and gloom
Thy eldritch chords resound in cryptic halls
Thy power rends the sanctity of tomb
And calls the dead from Death’s eternal thralls
The charnel wind doth howl thy cursed name
Charcoaled woods where lifeless phantoms creep
Thy servants tread on bones now burnt by flame
While shadows writhe as if they wake from sleep
The rites thou...
#curse
#dark
#death
#graveyard
#magic
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