Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 10:09pm
6th Apr 2021 10:09pm
Accursed Treasure
- Accursed Treasure -[
I recall it was in a far away port, so many years ago,
When the hour was past midnight in the tavern’s hall.
An old pirate with a wooden leg and a heart of woe,
He told us of a treasure, and how it had cost him all!
Accursed by the ancients, not known by men today,
There was a chest filled with jewels buried on an isle.
No more would the old man search for another day,
So it fell to us to make his knowledge so worthwhile.
The crew expected an easy voyage, and easier loot,
But the skies grew dark and the waves...
I recall it was in a far away port, so many years ago,
When the hour was past midnight in the tavern’s hall.
An old pirate with a wooden leg and a heart of woe,
He told us of a treasure, and how it had cost him all!
Accursed by the ancients, not known by men today,
There was a chest filled with jewels buried on an isle.
No more would the old man search for another day,
So it fell to us to make his knowledge so worthwhile.
The crew expected an easy voyage, and easier loot,
But the skies grew dark and the waves...
#dark
#death
#sea
#fate
#curse
444 reads
0 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
8th Feb 2021 11:20pm
8th Feb 2021 11:20pm
Incensed by supposed taboos ~ 'c**t' isn't your mother's curse word anymore...
#anger
#funny
#frustration
#PowerOfWords
#curse
671 reads
31 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
1st Feb 2021 10:17am
1st Feb 2021 10:17am
I almost died... again
I keep having nightmares that I'm not going to wake up
That death is tired of missing their target
I've narrowly avoided their embrace ten times
It still hurts to breathe too deeply
I get so tired... So damn easily now
Trying to resign that I almost died...again
That a blood clot almost took me from life
I'd always assumed that my life would end by my own hand
And I have taken great solace in that fact
That when I decided it was over that it would be
I've been making all these changes trying to get better
To fight that urge with all my...
That death is tired of missing their target
I've narrowly avoided their embrace ten times
It still hurts to breathe too deeply
I get so tired... So damn easily now
Trying to resign that I almost died...again
That a blood clot almost took me from life
I'd always assumed that my life would end by my own hand
And I have taken great solace in that fact
That when I decided it was over that it would be
I've been making all these changes trying to get better
To fight that urge with all my...
#strength
#death
#luck
#nightmares
#curse
458 reads
8 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
21st Dec 2020 12:51pm
21st Dec 2020 12:51pm
Sensational mess up!
#dystopian
#curse
#nightmares
522 reads
0 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
21st Dec 2020 9:28am
21st Dec 2020 9:28am
Not suppose to happen
Intro:
I KNOW A THING OR TWO ABOUT A THING OR TWO..
Am not suppose to happen..
Am not suppose to happen..
Am not suppose to happen..
Living the life of a desperado..
Trespassing in this game of ludo..
Am living in terror..
Walls talking in my palour..
They been tapping me up in the radar..
Viewing my face in the mirror..
Strange faces i saw in horror..
So long am Numero uno..
Every desperado gonna settle in my shadow..
I know...
I KNOW A THING OR TWO ABOUT A THING OR TWO..
Am not suppose to happen..
Am not suppose to happen..
Am not suppose to happen..
Living the life of a desperado..
Trespassing in this game of ludo..
Am living in terror..
Walls talking in my palour..
They been tapping me up in the radar..
Viewing my face in the mirror..
Strange faces i saw in horror..
So long am Numero uno..
Every desperado gonna settle in my shadow..
I know...
#luck
#curse
398 reads
2 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 8:59am
11th Dec 2020 8:59am
Paperplane thoughts on the wind
I still have to scold myself at times
Still have to capture the stray thoughts
Those tendrils carrying images of you
Warm and bright, floating in my mind at night
I fold them into paper planes in my skull
Before breathing them out to float to you
I'm the monster of your story, I know
Your love couldn't change the beast
The gods know my efforts of change
Seeking help to better this fractured mind
But it doesn't change the fact I hurt you
So I put these thought on the wind
As if I'm releasing flowers on cold water
I know they'll...
Still have to capture the stray thoughts
Those tendrils carrying images of you
Warm and bright, floating in my mind at night
I fold them into paper planes in my skull
Before breathing them out to float to you
I'm the monster of your story, I know
Your love couldn't change the beast
The gods know my efforts of change
Seeking help to better this fractured mind
But it doesn't change the fact I hurt you
So I put these thought on the wind
As if I'm releasing flowers on cold water
I know they'll...
#regret
#grief
#monsters
#responsibility
#curse
360 reads
6 Comments
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
9th Dec 2020 7:08am
9th Dec 2020 7:08am
Idk what to title this
#luck
#temptation
#responsibility
#curse
#trains
360 reads
2 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
11th Nov 2020 6:01am
11th Nov 2020 6:01am
Hell on a Stick Pt. 3: Motel 6th
We get to the town front gate.
"I need to take care of business. I'll be back later. Actually, why don't you make a reservation at the motel? Here, I'll walk you over."
We cross the square, there's a large building to the right that's segmented like a layer cake, with each floor floating a few feet separated from each other, and I can see "Criozesas Administration Building" in a neon sign, blue and pink and red, suspended by a chain hanging on the front. The levels of the building shift and sway, suspended by an invisible force.
The motel is an indecipherable set...
"I need to take care of business. I'll be back later. Actually, why don't you make a reservation at the motel? Here, I'll walk you over."
We cross the square, there's a large building to the right that's segmented like a layer cake, with each floor floating a few feet separated from each other, and I can see "Criozesas Administration Building" in a neon sign, blue and pink and red, suspended by a chain hanging on the front. The levels of the building shift and sway, suspended by an invisible force.
The motel is an indecipherable set...
#hell
#travel
#curse
342 reads
1 Comment
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 8:54pm
27th Oct 2020 8:54pm
Voyage to hell
#atheism
#astrology
#faith
#pagan
#curse
479 reads
8 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 10:54am
26th Oct 2020 10:54am
Angel Eyes (A Witche's Tale)
and so
the man came and told
the frightened woman
of her husband's demise
that soldier
a true man of honor
who called her angel eyes
then when he left
she grabbed a
white cloth
dampened it
a little
wiped her eyes with it
and cried out
to no one
she grabbed up
the string of beads
where they lay in
the wooden box
she kept it in
along with...
the man came and told
the frightened woman
of her husband's demise
that soldier
a true man of honor
who called her angel eyes
then when he left
she grabbed a
white cloth
dampened it
a little
wiped her eyes with it
and cried out
to no one
she grabbed up
the string of beads
where they lay in
the wooden box
she kept it in
along with...
#death
#forest
#animals
#pagan
#curse
695 reads
10 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 6:03pm
19th Oct 2020 6:03pm
The Judge (Has) Issued A No-Knock Warrant
I do not
seem to get along wit reality very
w e l l
these these days any no more. ( E
specially
on Tuesdays around 2:40 pm ).
I know not why
this is as it is, but there's little doubt
in My Mind that
it is as it is.
I m e a n,
in a sense, it cannot be argued, that
reality is an essential farce, initiated by
...
seem to get along wit reality very
w e l l
these these days any no more. ( E
specially
on Tuesdays around 2:40 pm ).
I know not why
this is as it is, but there's little doubt
in My Mind that
it is as it is.
I m e a n,
in a sense, it cannot be argued, that
reality is an essential farce, initiated by
...
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
#curse
#deception
374 reads
6 Comments
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