ThePalestRider
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 1:00am
21st Oct 2024 1:00am
Exodite's Clarity of Stolen Stars
In circles thrice entwined
By sacred numbers torn
The Nine and Seven bind
Where stars are now forlorn
Unholy shapes are cast
In Fivefold glyphs of woe
The heavens turn at last
And to the Void they go
By crooked angles made
The Six betrays the light
Its secrets now displayed
In patterns bent by night
The stars, devoured whole
In thirteens they collapse
A darkness takes its toll
And snaps their cosmic lapse
The diviner counts the lines
In symbols traced by Three
Their meaning...
By sacred numbers torn
The Nine and Seven bind
Where stars are now forlorn
Unholy shapes are cast
In Fivefold glyphs of woe
The heavens turn at last
And to the Void they go
By crooked angles made
The Six betrays the light
Its secrets now displayed
In patterns bent by night
The stars, devoured whole
In thirteens they collapse
A darkness takes its toll
And snaps their cosmic lapse
The diviner counts the lines
In symbols traced by Three
Their meaning...
#astronomy
#dark
#death
#symbolism
#universe
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 2:34pm
22nd Oct 2024 2:34pm
Killing Stroke
In yon pale moon’s bewitching light
The noble blade is swift outborne
A silver flash through starless night
The herald of the fatal morn
Yon longsword sweeps with fairest grace
A serpent’s hiss through shadowed air
Cold steel doth kiss the foe’s pale face
And death’s soft whisper lingers there
The knight, unbowed, in gallant form
Doth strike as wind through autumn leaves
No brutish blow, but tempered storm
A stroke the weeping soul deceives
Yon killing sweep, so artful, pure
A dance of flesh, of blood, of bone ...
The noble blade is swift outborne
A silver flash through starless night
The herald of the fatal morn
Yon longsword sweeps with fairest grace
A serpent’s hiss through shadowed air
Cold steel doth kiss the foe’s pale face
And death’s soft whisper lingers there
The knight, unbowed, in gallant form
Doth strike as wind through autumn leaves
No brutish blow, but tempered storm
A stroke the weeping soul deceives
Yon killing sweep, so artful, pure
A dance of flesh, of blood, of bone ...
#death
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#war
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oldmanG
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 12:25pm
26th Oct 2024 12:25pm
Da Bomb
Black hole in the bomb
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
#death
#suffering
#war
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Phoenix_Risen
Poem Published
30th Apr 2020 5:52pm
30th Apr 2020 5:52pm
Emergence
Alone in the dark I felt complete
Safe and warm among my own thoughts
A place of sleep, a place of dreams and solitude
A beautiful cocoon of my own making
After a time my dreams became bright
Sweet voices in flower strewn fields called to me
The sun shone brightly as music filled the air
I began to awaken from my long sleep, to seek the light again
At last I emerged, bleary eyed
Pale and weak from my long rest
I wanted to see again, to feel again
The sun on my face, the wind in my hair, to be alive once more ...
Safe and warm among my own thoughts
A place of sleep, a place of dreams and solitude
A beautiful cocoon of my own making
After a time my dreams became bright
Sweet voices in flower strewn fields called to me
The sun shone brightly as music filled the air
I began to awaken from my long sleep, to seek the light again
At last I emerged, bleary eyed
Pale and weak from my long rest
I wanted to see again, to feel again
The sun on my face, the wind in my hair, to be alive once more ...
#depression
#dark
#death
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 2:29am
5th Nov 2024 2:29am
Insight Gained
Sanity
Wanderings through forbidden crypts
Knowledge here from impossible planes
Of beasts with flesh torn and skin ripped
Rites to seek blessed sanguine pain
A message in the numbers and sacred shapes
Burn it all and hear the infected shriek
Charred skeletons with mouths agape
Hippocratic oath violated amongst death's reek
Sanity Withers
Yet deeper still, the shadows wind
Through caverns choked in rot and grime
Where ancient symbols pulse and blaze
And whisper truths that curse and daze
For here the...
Wanderings through forbidden crypts
Knowledge here from impossible planes
Of beasts with flesh torn and skin ripped
Rites to seek blessed sanguine pain
A message in the numbers and sacred shapes
Burn it all and hear the infected shriek
Charred skeletons with mouths agape
Hippocratic oath violated amongst death's reek
Sanity Withers
Yet deeper still, the shadows wind
Through caverns choked in rot and grime
Where ancient symbols pulse and blaze
And whisper truths that curse and daze
For here the...
#dark
#death
#night
#shadows
#wisdom
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Forcubanlinx
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
14th Nov 2024 8:36pm
Left to Die
Aberration of the dark world
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
Limbs lost; the pearly white skeleton shows.
Flesh rots, disease spreads, sepsis grows.
Putrid life begins to wither away.
Flies abound; ripped victims lie in pain.
Agony of those who starve, and no one else.
Perpetual suffering until the end—
excruciating misery is all they felt.
While decaying stench rises,
the body and soul crumble.
Gore in sight makes the feeble tremble—
bodies hacked to death; Life exists no longer.
Bloodied scourge engulfs the air;
mutilation and pestilence, visual of sadistic...
#dark
#death
#evil
#fear
#horror
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
Vale Paradiso
Vale Paradiso
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
#aging
#birth
#dating
#death
#fatherhood
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
17th Oct 2024 11:28pm
17th Oct 2024 11:28pm
A Dog's Broken Heart
When it came to that dog's heart, his owner's death sure did break it.
He lost his master and his best friend and he simply couldn't take it.
He stayed at his owner's grave and he would continuously howl.
When I tried to move him, he snapped at me and he would growl.
I gave him food but he wouldn't eat and he starved to death.
He couldn't live without his owner and he took his final breath.
A veterinarian tried to help the dog but he growled and snapped at him too.
The vet wanted to save the dog's life but sadly, there was nothing he could do. ...
He lost his master and his best friend and he simply couldn't take it.
He stayed at his owner's grave and he would continuously howl.
When I tried to move him, he snapped at me and he would growl.
I gave him food but he wouldn't eat and he starved to death.
He couldn't live without his owner and he took his final breath.
A veterinarian tried to help the dog but he growled and snapped at him too.
The vet wanted to save the dog's life but sadly, there was nothing he could do. ...
#death
#dogs
#tragedy
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 11:19am
10th Nov 2024 11:19am
Road f**king Kills
A ride to salvation so rudely disrupted
I'm looking for revenge on the road
I just got laid off and I'm ready to blow away
The blood lust ready to go
I can’t make the light till this asshole takes flight
My stabbing hand is yearning to fight
To beat you to shit you slow fucking prick
Leave you bleeding and stranded to die
Road Fucking Kills
Splattered around
Road Fucking Kills
And watch you die
I rev up the shift, I’m right on your six
Move over pedestrian scum
Collateral damage is all that they are
I'm not...
I'm looking for revenge on the road
I just got laid off and I'm ready to blow away
The blood lust ready to go
I can’t make the light till this asshole takes flight
My stabbing hand is yearning to fight
To beat you to shit you slow fucking prick
Leave you bleeding and stranded to die
Road Fucking Kills
Splattered around
Road Fucking Kills
And watch you die
I rev up the shift, I’m right on your six
Move over pedestrian scum
Collateral damage is all that they are
I'm not...
#cars
#death
#horror
#MentalHealth
#violence
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
4th Nov 2024 11:46pm
Single Action Sacrilege
In dust and dawn, 'neath blood-red skies
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
Where sun and shadow meet their ties
Rode I, a man of ragged creed
With six cold shots for holy need
The iron on my hip, it lay
A relic forged in darker clay
Its name was Sacrilege, they said
And many a soul it sent to bed
A cross engraved upon its spine
But tarnished black by deed and time
A saint once blessed its silver bore
But now it thirsted evermore
They claimed that steel could damn a man
To fire his soul from God’s own plan
Yet vengeance called, and blood it...
#dark
#death
#evil
#narrative
#shadows
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Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 2:54am
14th Nov 2024 2:54am
The Things We Do to Watch Jake Paul Die
Folks arrive in their fanciest gear,
Silk socks, cufflinks, and a touch of flair,
They're all here for one reason, don't be shy,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
Concessions run out, popcorn’s in flight,
Kids on shoulders for a better sight
The buzz is real, a weh deh bredda ya a try,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
Vendors hawk merchandise with zeal,
"Jake's Last Stand" on every deal
Crowds go wild, even the shy,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
A grandma knits by the big-screen...
Silk socks, cufflinks, and a touch of flair,
They're all here for one reason, don't be shy,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
Concessions run out, popcorn’s in flight,
Kids on shoulders for a better sight
The buzz is real, a weh deh bredda ya a try,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
Vendors hawk merchandise with zeal,
"Jake's Last Stand" on every deal
Crowds go wild, even the shy,
The things we do to watch Jake Paul die.
A grandma knits by the big-screen...
#death
#determination
#graveyard
#grief
#memorial
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Damon
Damon
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 7:52am
26th Oct 2024 7:52am
Promiscuous Guns
Fragility takes the virginity of an unfired gun
Mental instability has eclipsed many of Suns
Rum-pu-pum-pum is the sound of the beating drumroll
An audible exclamation of the lives being stole
This cold world's becoming more frigid everyday
Artic temps continue to dip and never seem to sway
Press play and they'll convey the way to genocide
Games the same but they changed how it is supplied
Sides are being redlined by trails of tears and blood
Parted like the Red Sea during this modern era flood
HUD unable to aid the array...
Mental instability has eclipsed many of Suns
Rum-pu-pum-pum is the sound of the beating drumroll
An audible exclamation of the lives being stole
This cold world's becoming more frigid everyday
Artic temps continue to dip and never seem to sway
Press play and they'll convey the way to genocide
Games the same but they changed how it is supplied
Sides are being redlined by trails of tears and blood
Parted like the Red Sea during this modern era flood
HUD unable to aid the array...
#death
#GunControl
#MentalHealth
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