DaddyPhantom
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:30am
Yesterday 00:30am
The Articulator
Daddy Phantom
Articulator
Radiance from within
Manifested Wisdom given
Let the lessons begin
Mystic verses curse conspicuous degenerate Zealots
Resurrected like Osiris by the Sorceress Isis
The Spiritual Miracle African with a pen
Metaphysician aspirations are the hardest to win
The rise of the wise bright light
Modified star shine
Thrice denied
Blind minds gather at the underside
Like sand grains of time
Augmented warmongering is obvious
Eternal Flame initiated
Invisible Napalm spread on places I’ve...
Articulator
Radiance from within
Manifested Wisdom given
Let the lessons begin
Mystic verses curse conspicuous degenerate Zealots
Resurrected like Osiris by the Sorceress Isis
The Spiritual Miracle African with a pen
Metaphysician aspirations are the hardest to win
The rise of the wise bright light
Modified star shine
Thrice denied
Blind minds gather at the underside
Like sand grains of time
Augmented warmongering is obvious
Eternal Flame initiated
Invisible Napalm spread on places I’ve...
#power
#evil
#SelfDiscovery #curse
#SelfDiscovery #curse
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
21st Jan 2022 7:15pm
21st Jan 2022 7:15pm
Melkor's Smile
Melkor was carefully hearkening
to ideas unveloping before him,
ambitious and absolute; darkening,
he smirked, abundant with vim.
He turned to blackened smoke,
swirling as a vortex of attraction.
Then his voice echoed and woke
a truce that is always in action.
"How interesting affirming a choice is.
If you have a high ideal,
even opposing the Source, rejoicings
are still a Cause that's worth the feel.
Not that I should be excused.
For crime is never to be self-belittled.
But the firm pursuit...
to ideas unveloping before him,
ambitious and absolute; darkening,
he smirked, abundant with vim.
He turned to blackened smoke,
swirling as a vortex of attraction.
Then his voice echoed and woke
a truce that is always in action.
"How interesting affirming a choice is.
If you have a high ideal,
even opposing the Source, rejoicings
are still a Cause that's worth the feel.
Not that I should be excused.
For crime is never to be self-belittled.
But the firm pursuit...
#love
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#JRRTolkien
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Xaphan
Poem Published
16th Jan 2022 11:58pm
16th Jan 2022 11:58pm
Your Gods Are Feral
You pray to the unknown, knowing that beliefs are blind
Or mayhap you think, that your souls are a special kind
Uttering sanctimonious words, to try and keep you safe
Repelling the reality of darkness, the true realm of faith
Gods may listen, somewhere within, to you one and all
Only if you are on your knees though, before you crawl
Devil's in the detail, but your spectral deities, like a trier
Some say, Heaven is a myth, for there's nothing higher
And as you patiently await to be raised, up to that level
Remember all your dark days and remember,...
Or mayhap you think, that your souls are a special kind
Uttering sanctimonious words, to try and keep you safe
Repelling the reality of darkness, the true realm of faith
Gods may listen, somewhere within, to you one and all
Only if you are on your knees though, before you crawl
Devil's in the detail, but your spectral deities, like a trier
Some say, Heaven is a myth, for there's nothing higher
And as you patiently await to be raised, up to that level
Remember all your dark days and remember,...
#dark
#evil
#faith
#heaven
#hell
86 reads
MrDunnePoetry
Poem Published
12th Jan 2022 4:16pm
12th Jan 2022 4:16pm
Necromancy
Necromancy"
Divination by means and divination of corpses/
Rifling graves for grisly charms, with Magicians and Witches
Necromancy is a universal practice, intiated only by the brave/
It is thought the Astral corpse, has an intense desire to live again
And could, by absorbing life energy, from living creatures and man/
So unless taking adequate precautions, danger may defeat the man
If one is to evoke the dead, he needs help from a powerful spirit/
Both for his own protection, and to compel the corpse to submit
A spell from Ancient Greece,...
Divination by means and divination of corpses/
Rifling graves for grisly charms, with Magicians and Witches
Necromancy is a universal practice, intiated only by the brave/
It is thought the Astral corpse, has an intense desire to live again
And could, by absorbing life energy, from living creatures and man/
So unless taking adequate precautions, danger may defeat the man
If one is to evoke the dead, he needs help from a powerful spirit/
Both for his own protection, and to compel the corpse to submit
A spell from Ancient Greece,...
#dark
#death
#evil
#scary
#graveyard
56 reads
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JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2022 2:28pm
3rd Jan 2022 2:28pm
[ Short Shorts ] Only Human
Sometimes I have to remind myself
that you're Karma's bitch, not mine
and Evil expedites its own epic failure
without Good ever having to lift a finger
that you're Karma's bitch, not mine
and Evil expedites its own epic failure
without Good ever having to lift a finger
#evil
#fate
#minimalist #karma
#minimalist #karma
143 reads
4 Comments
TypicalDoom
Poem Published
31st Dec 2021 2:51am
31st Dec 2021 2:51am
daily demise
long before the curse that binds
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
less forlorn in savage times
wish me gone in delicate rhymes
and whisk me, worn, in thorny vines
lay me down in silken threads
place my head upon its bed
twist my neck in sickening dread
and drain me clean of anything red
winter’s drear darkens the feast
for light brings grief upon the beast
let no one let this sabbath cease
rend my flesh, bloated and bleached
#death
#evil
#suffering #sacrifice
#suffering #sacrifice
139 reads
8 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
25th Dec 2021 2:46am
25th Dec 2021 2:46am
KRAMPUS EVE
On the Eve of Krampus come
Unholy spirits giveith delirium
Hell hath no fury like a nightmare
Born of parental torture and scorn
O, how the wind rips through the trees
Tearing twinkling stars from skies
Death comes in festive caskets grief
And regret whimper but never die
In a flash of crimson and snow
Carollers crawling from below
When his bag of gifts spill open
Merry Krampus because heads will roll
Diabolical wishes
Uttered in whispered cursed incantations
Letters tattooed on human vellum ...
Unholy spirits giveith delirium
Hell hath no fury like a nightmare
Born of parental torture and scorn
O, how the wind rips through the trees
Tearing twinkling stars from skies
Death comes in festive caskets grief
And regret whimper but never die
In a flash of crimson and snow
Carollers crawling from below
When his bag of gifts spill open
Merry Krampus because heads will roll
Diabolical wishes
Uttered in whispered cursed incantations
Letters tattooed on human vellum ...
#dark
#evil
#Christmas
84 reads
1 Comment
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 3:17pm
14th Dec 2021 3:17pm
Is it fair?
Have you died today, my fellow?
Transcending up to peace and love?
Bathing in comfort and lights mellow?
Does it seem pure harmony above?
Yes. It is our promise.
That death soothes our human pains.
Like a fairytale upon us...
No imperfection, angelic domains...
This is reality we can't depict.
In our brute lives of die hard.
But does it... doesn't it contradict
itself, the fact of the backyard?
The backyard of dimensions.
For our peaceful books hide a bit
of information, best unmentioned,
in order not...
Transcending up to peace and love?
Bathing in comfort and lights mellow?
Does it seem pure harmony above?
Yes. It is our promise.
That death soothes our human pains.
Like a fairytale upon us...
No imperfection, angelic domains...
This is reality we can't depict.
In our brute lives of die hard.
But does it... doesn't it contradict
itself, the fact of the backyard?
The backyard of dimensions.
For our peaceful books hide a bit
of information, best unmentioned,
in order not...
#evil
#God
#scary
#monsters
#fear
98 reads
9 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
9th Dec 2021 1:13pm
9th Dec 2021 1:13pm
Sauron, If your eyes were a...
What are you doing?" He appeared.
I was taken by surprise and shock.
I have never seen his attire near
such a vengeance passionate, I'm struck.
I knew he's evil.
I knew he's blood pitch red.
Yet he's differently lethal
around my presence, or in bed.
So far he's been gentle.
Understanding, subtle like a feather.
Today I saw him mental,
his fire, fierce lava, in raw leather.
The black and golden ornaments.
This eye-consuming vivid hair,
beauty unutterable, for his hands
are merciless, My Cruel Honey...
I was taken by surprise and shock.
I have never seen his attire near
such a vengeance passionate, I'm struck.
I knew he's evil.
I knew he's blood pitch red.
Yet he's differently lethal
around my presence, or in bed.
So far he's been gentle.
Understanding, subtle like a feather.
Today I saw him mental,
his fire, fierce lava, in raw leather.
The black and golden ornaments.
This eye-consuming vivid hair,
beauty unutterable, for his hands
are merciless, My Cruel Honey...
#love
#murder
#evil
#passion
#JRRTolkien
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
8th Dec 2021 12:06pm
8th Dec 2021 12:06pm
Maislovaaron Navsegbogdaiar
Hello there, Fair face!"
I smirked with hidden intent;
"Did you finally destroy the race
of Arda that Mordor-wise went?"
But Annatar's insidious.
He plays around with all figures
of Middle Earth's chessboard, so serious.
He always observes and triggers
scenarios, where he gives some hints;
Oh, how does he enjoy their strategies,
when they strive to save their lifes, he wins.
Oh, the bliss of them bloody flatteries.
Will they find their way out?
Ever wondering why he hidden remains?
Why to...
I smirked with hidden intent;
"Did you finally destroy the race
of Arda that Mordor-wise went?"
But Annatar's insidious.
He plays around with all figures
of Middle Earth's chessboard, so serious.
He always observes and triggers
scenarios, where he gives some hints;
Oh, how does he enjoy their strategies,
when they strive to save their lifes, he wins.
Oh, the bliss of them bloody flatteries.
Will they find their way out?
Ever wondering why he hidden remains?
Why to...
#love
#marriage
#evil
#fate
#JRRTolkien
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
1st Dec 2021 8:07pm
1st Dec 2021 8:07pm
spitting it out.
#dark
#sex
#evil
#suffering
#dirty
508 reads
60 Comments
Grace
Idryad
Idryad
Poem Published
28th Nov 2021 9:45am
28th Nov 2021 9:45am
Dungeon of his soul
traipsing through colours prisms bright and shiny
reflections that died in his vision
shriveled to black and grey
he heard wanton laughter
mocking his despair
he walked between shades
of truth and lies
his sights belie his thoughts belie his ears
and they laughed
derisive laughter grating at his brain
his was above his body
around it under it
but not within it
he was everywhere but there
he knew hisses of evil forked tongue
sweetness cloying drowning
his soul into muddy depths
who was his...
reflections that died in his vision
shriveled to black and grey
he heard wanton laughter
mocking his despair
he walked between shades
of truth and lies
his sights belie his thoughts belie his ears
and they laughed
derisive laughter grating at his brain
his was above his body
around it under it
but not within it
he was everywhere but there
he knew hisses of evil forked tongue
sweetness cloying drowning
his soul into muddy depths
who was his...
#dark
#murder
#abuse #evil
#abuse #evil
106 reads
4 Comments
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