poeticdelight
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:29pm
Yesterday 2:29pm
The Space Beyond The Clouds
The Space Between The Words
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
Those blue spires within blue clouds
where winged angels roam the heavens
and between the gaping void of the cliffs
the winds blow an eolian anthem
and the cosmic eternal whole lays his hand.
the rocky tips challenging the deep firmament
sending their muted calls to space, beyond..
and down on earth, wanders a sylvan spirit
between the aging trees, a murmur is heard
the forest whispers a spotless, timeless tune
of ghouls and of the past lore of the true world
a cavern...
#fate
#apocalypse
#mythology #luck
#mythology #luck
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LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
18th Nov 2023 6:52am
18th Nov 2023 6:52am
The damned
I don't make excuses for who I am.
I have seen I'm one that is damned.
I'm no hero.
I don't think I'm a villain.
Or am I anything at all.
Dreams say I'm condemned.
My thoughts say I'm cursed.
My wife says I'm forgiven.
My children's laughter says I can get repentance.
Not sure I deserve it.
World has sent more ways to kill me.
Yet here I stand.
I'm no demon, I'm no angel, am I even a man?
I have seen I'm one that is damned.
I'm no hero.
I don't think I'm a villain.
Or am I anything at all.
Dreams say I'm condemned.
My thoughts say I'm cursed.
My wife says I'm forgiven.
My children's laughter says I can get repentance.
Not sure I deserve it.
World has sent more ways to kill me.
Yet here I stand.
I'm no demon, I'm no angel, am I even a man?
#regret
#fate
#spiritual
#disappointment
#curse
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adagio
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 3:38pm
17th Nov 2023 3:38pm
If You Please
A destiny's song, if you please
euthanasia's academic breeze
in rituals before the cutting of grass
for the final synopsis, below my knees
that grows muttonchops on my bones
Listening to the cricket's last creed
euthanasia's academic breeze
striking up the band parting my hair
in life's little Brasso, will you be there
euthanasia's academic breeze
in rituals before the cutting of grass
for the final synopsis, below my knees
that grows muttonchops on my bones
Listening to the cricket's last creed
euthanasia's academic breeze
striking up the band parting my hair
in life's little Brasso, will you be there
#fate
#emotions
77 reads
2 Comments
Lothbrok
Poem Published
16th Nov 2023 10:28pm
16th Nov 2023 10:28pm
The Devil Himself
His ability to play the role so well,
Like he never laid the script upon the shelf
the mannerisms of royalty and class
his wine glass smoking from the heat
should've been a reason to guess
That....
They accidentally hired the Devil to play himself
His words carried weight,
I saw the audience floating from seat to extremist
it was beautiful destruction of common sense
perverse were the words but perfect stood his form
That gilded smile...
is what took the world by storm...
Like he never laid the script upon the shelf
the mannerisms of royalty and class
his wine glass smoking from the heat
should've been a reason to guess
That....
They accidentally hired the Devil to play himself
His words carried weight,
I saw the audience floating from seat to extremist
it was beautiful destruction of common sense
perverse were the words but perfect stood his form
That gilded smile...
is what took the world by storm...
#devil
#fate
#hell
#apocalypse
#redemption
38 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
14th Nov 2023 10:38pm
14th Nov 2023 10:38pm
Flicker
sorrowful soul what have I to do with you?
In sacred keep
weep not for the morrow
he is busy holding up starlight
Flickers the choice
to be or be damned
regrettable fate
A vessel wrought for destruction
manifest destiny wills it
So worry not for eternity shining
My freedom scorned
imprisoned in my mind
sanctuary in the blue of it
Inside me I weep for your heart
barren of hope
craving what you can't touch
A mirage at best
an illusion shifting in your gaze
Stars...
In sacred keep
weep not for the morrow
he is busy holding up starlight
Flickers the choice
to be or be damned
regrettable fate
A vessel wrought for destruction
manifest destiny wills it
So worry not for eternity shining
My freedom scorned
imprisoned in my mind
sanctuary in the blue of it
Inside me I weep for your heart
barren of hope
craving what you can't touch
A mirage at best
an illusion shifting in your gaze
Stars...
#dark
#stars
#fate
82 reads
7 Comments
Her
Poem Published
14th Nov 2023 7:17pm
14th Nov 2023 7:17pm
Within My Grasp
Six days from now I would have finally had the surgery that’s already been cancelled twice
But ooh, fate
You did it again
I think you must be a softball player with all those curveballs
And a sadist
Having me twisting
Waiting
No, I don’t really mean that
I know you’re partners with my other friend, life
And the two of you like to create puzzles for me
Intricate mind benders just to get me thinking
Learning
Accomplishing
But damn,...
But ooh, fate
You did it again
I think you must be a softball player with all those curveballs
And a sadist
Having me twisting
Waiting
No, I don’t really mean that
I know you’re partners with my other friend, life
And the two of you like to create puzzles for me
Intricate mind benders just to get me thinking
Learning
Accomplishing
But damn,...
#LifeStruggles
#fate
#illness
42 reads
16 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
13th Nov 2023 8:53pm
13th Nov 2023 8:53pm
destiny
"The civil plots his minutes bit by bit;
As he designs his bed, sleeps he in it."―cab
days are not cast in stone, // nor nights in death,
for lo, fleet minutes wither, breath by breath;
each citizen of earth must choose, alone,
his destiny, lest, meagre to the bone,
no stable anchor finds // he for his soul.
the wise man marks his ink upon the scroll,
the increment of every tie that binds,
which, at day's end, his destiny defines.
eyes that can see beyond // the moment's glee
may yet perceive a grander...
As he designs his bed, sleeps he in it."―cab
days are not cast in stone, // nor nights in death,
for lo, fleet minutes wither, breath by breath;
each citizen of earth must choose, alone,
his destiny, lest, meagre to the bone,
no stable anchor finds // he for his soul.
the wise man marks his ink upon the scroll,
the increment of every tie that binds,
which, at day's end, his destiny defines.
eyes that can see beyond // the moment's glee
may yet perceive a grander...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
46 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 2:28pm
10th Nov 2023 2:28pm
The Hanged Man
another body that falls
in psychotic vertigo
bird body that trembles
in a strange frenzy
the unexpected weight
of empty days of dry eyes
no tears no crystals
another body that falls
inanimate and dizzying
gold that covers skin
skin that browns meat
pulled muscle
a falling body
strange bird
uncertain trick
and the body falls
several bodies fall
almost all bodies
in decay
in free fall
ropes around the neck
arcane twelve
body that doesn't fall
no vertigo...
in psychotic vertigo
bird body that trembles
in a strange frenzy
the unexpected weight
of empty days of dry eyes
no tears no crystals
another body that falls
inanimate and dizzying
gold that covers skin
skin that browns meat
pulled muscle
a falling body
strange bird
uncertain trick
and the body falls
several bodies fall
almost all bodies
in decay
in free fall
ropes around the neck
arcane twelve
body that doesn't fall
no vertigo...
#faith
#fate
#passion
53 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
31st Oct 2023 7:00pm
31st Oct 2023 7:00pm
Inhaling The Gifts Of His Scorpion Midas Touch
Closing my eyes, inhaling once again the assurance from his touch
Tenderly cradled in the Nirvana of his warmth
Pastoring unto the wisdom of my eager alluring soul
Obsession, lust, his hard passion
Blanketing my heart, making love to upon the silk sheets of my asunder intellect
The purity of my soul, his innovation
Bodies colliding in the entwine of midnight oasis
The ritual of my calling he beckons to my soft sense of joviality
The silent introduction of his wanted touch felt, yearned, craved
My skin...
Tenderly cradled in the Nirvana of his warmth
Pastoring unto the wisdom of my eager alluring soul
Obsession, lust, his hard passion
Blanketing my heart, making love to upon the silk sheets of my asunder intellect
The purity of my soul, his innovation
Bodies colliding in the entwine of midnight oasis
The ritual of my calling he beckons to my soft sense of joviality
The silent introduction of his wanted touch felt, yearned, craved
My skin...
#love
#fate
#spiritual
#sensual
#passion
335 reads
9 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Oct 2023 6:09am
21st Oct 2023 6:09am
Mm.. Softly Touching Me (Pink Candle)
I harken to the murmurs of the virile man who has stolen my breaths
The core of my temple blending, our hearts mending, desires sending
Mesmerized by his sweet whispers, his kisses, God they make me melt
His persona, his charismatic charms, uplifts my intellect
How do you measure the distance of time
When the touches of love have moved beyond tender sentiments in the sublime
Walking in the shadows of passion when the heart, mind, and soul is perfectly aligned
The beautiful endurance the heart has taken to willingly comply...
The core of my temple blending, our hearts mending, desires sending
Mesmerized by his sweet whispers, his kisses, God they make me melt
His persona, his charismatic charms, uplifts my intellect
How do you measure the distance of time
When the touches of love have moved beyond tender sentiments in the sublime
Walking in the shadows of passion when the heart, mind, and soul is perfectly aligned
The beautiful endurance the heart has taken to willingly comply...
#love
#water
#fate
#spiritual
#passion
284 reads
20 Comments
Northern1
Poem Published
17th Oct 2023 00:24am
17th Oct 2023 00:24am
Meaning
What good is living if you have no soul
What good is aspiring if you have no goal
How is a life worth living
If there is no kind of giving
Who are you to say you exist
If you are lost in the mist
What good is owning it all
If it leads you to a fall
Who are you to doubt your being
If you can't see your seeing
What good is knowing everything
When your step has no spring
Who are you to deny your fate
Before it becomes too late
What good is aspiring if you have no goal
How is a life worth living
If there is no kind of giving
Who are you to say you exist
If you are lost in the mist
What good is owning it all
If it leads you to a fall
Who are you to doubt your being
If you can't see your seeing
What good is knowing everything
When your step has no spring
Who are you to deny your fate
Before it becomes too late
#fate
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
89 reads
7 Comments
DecipherMe
Poem Published
14th Oct 2023 8:46am
14th Oct 2023 8:46am
Buds of Chance
Linum stem curls into a cloud,
undoes its florets for rainfall,
springs out a hand across fates,
then rolls its paths into one,
into cloud.
I see the cloud more than sun.
The wind whips against droplets.
With my tongue, I've tasted rain more than shine.
It tastes like linum.
Pulse.
The stems pulse.
The fibres didn't need to be open.
The flowers didn’t need to be closed.
We're lying on linen.
I don't know if it was the sun that was bad or the rain,
but the curling of the flax above...
undoes its florets for rainfall,
springs out a hand across fates,
then rolls its paths into one,
into cloud.
I see the cloud more than sun.
The wind whips against droplets.
With my tongue, I've tasted rain more than shine.
It tastes like linum.
Pulse.
The stems pulse.
The fibres didn't need to be open.
The flowers didn’t need to be closed.
We're lying on linen.
I don't know if it was the sun that was bad or the rain,
but the curling of the flax above...
#flowers
#nature
#fate #TruthOfLife
#fate #TruthOfLife
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8 Comments
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