Poems About Magic Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about magic seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
stir
they say hush now girl don't stir the air
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
#magic
#witches
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The Ship Sails
High in the mountains,the sun veils.
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
#hope
#magic
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Miss Birdseed
The public house had long been haunted by some strange presence that upset slop trays and let beer dribble out from the taps when no one was looking, but it was not really about this that the publican's wife had come to consult the occult detective, Joshua Samuels.
'That's just the Pimlico poisoner, that is' said Mrs Godalming with weird alacrity. 'Back in my grandfather's day, the pub was frequented by bigwigs from Westminster on their way to County Hall, where Maggie Struthers was strung up by her neck in the place of execution for killing her husband and child with arsenic. That...
'That's just the Pimlico poisoner, that is' said Mrs Godalming with weird alacrity. 'Back in my grandfather's day, the pub was frequented by bigwigs from Westminster on their way to County Hall, where Maggie Struthers was strung up by her neck in the place of execution for killing her husband and child with arsenic. That...
#curse
#ghosts
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
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Lavender Moon
magic lurked in every corner
Tarot cards on dark tables
witchcraft written in beautifully
illustrated tablets
scents of incense
permeated the air
skulls and ravens
horoscopes and symbols
jewelry hung from gnarled wood
shimmering in rainbows prisms
light danced
around the room
old wood floors caked
with oriental carpets
muted by wear
"watch your step my pretty"
painted between doorways
where the floorboards creaked
their own song of
something pending
air was filled with...
Tarot cards on dark tables
witchcraft written in beautifully
illustrated tablets
scents of incense
permeated the air
skulls and ravens
horoscopes and symbols
jewelry hung from gnarled wood
shimmering in rainbows prisms
light danced
around the room
old wood floors caked
with oriental carpets
muted by wear
"watch your step my pretty"
painted between doorways
where the floorboards creaked
their own song of
something pending
air was filled with...
#Halloween
#LifeAsAWriter
#magic #mythology
#magic #mythology
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Apollonian Opulence
Lethargic struggle of the everyday
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
The daemon writ now pact
Ascension through the left handed way
Mortal dichotomy for celestial fact
Seventh tower raised and appeased
Three fold silence in Enoch's hand
Resplendence upon sacred release
Sigils drawn upon blessed sands
Gaping maw of darkness's reign
Heralding the blessed sounds
Gilded light breaking the chains
Of which shadow gives holy ground
Radiant stillness bound yet free
Golden ratios...
#magic
#power
#shadows
#storm
#sun
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sadness
dreamy witch casting in the energies
conjuring you back to me
twisted feelings reach into you
darkened intentions born of sadness speak
assaulting your bleak
you feel me so deeply it hurts
sacred soul only you can
my thoughts reach yours
and together we dream, having visions
occult feelings my magic touches you
masochistic lusts my craft is thrilling
it stirs something inisde
uttering enchantments I arouse your danger
secrets of my desire engorge your need
you stare into my soul
carefully peeling back the...
conjuring you back to me
twisted feelings reach into you
darkened intentions born of sadness speak
assaulting your bleak
you feel me so deeply it hurts
sacred soul only you can
my thoughts reach yours
and together we dream, having visions
occult feelings my magic touches you
masochistic lusts my craft is thrilling
it stirs something inisde
uttering enchantments I arouse your danger
secrets of my desire engorge your need
you stare into my soul
carefully peeling back the...
#love
#lust
#magic
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Words Like Bile
Words erupt from rotted lips
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#night
#shadows
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Summoning My Beauty
Oh my queen, you awaken thee
Your deviant sexual magic, you breathe onto me
One to one thousand dreams
Subliminal continuous desire
Awaken my soul, into the fire
My body aches for you, nightmarish screams
The spell over takes me, so long it has been
Praising you
Cast a spell onto me
Goddess of my dreams, I long for thee
Erotic hallucinations, mind numbing thoughts
Cursed indulgence, sensual delight
Desire your control
Come to me my dear, into the night
Bring me the lust, bring me the lust
Make me join...
Your deviant sexual magic, you breathe onto me
One to one thousand dreams
Subliminal continuous desire
Awaken my soul, into the fire
My body aches for you, nightmarish screams
The spell over takes me, so long it has been
Praising you
Cast a spell onto me
Goddess of my dreams, I long for thee
Erotic hallucinations, mind numbing thoughts
Cursed indulgence, sensual delight
Desire your control
Come to me my dear, into the night
Bring me the lust, bring me the lust
Make me join...
#dreams
#erotic
#lust
#magic
#passion
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An Ode to Stonehenge
In an age a long time ago was built this circle of hell
Here they stand stone next to stone, nobody knows their true power
This was a place where magicians work
On an altar they practiced their cult
With the power of words, they changed the four elements
Fire - Water - Air and Earth - defeated me and be my slave
See my hands and feel the strength - obey my might, obey my will
No one knows what it really can be, also today the legend still lives
They are only signs of a time, where other laws exist on this earth
In the south of England...
Here they stand stone next to stone, nobody knows their true power
This was a place where magicians work
On an altar they practiced their cult
With the power of words, they changed the four elements
Fire - Water - Air and Earth - defeated me and be my slave
See my hands and feel the strength - obey my might, obey my will
No one knows what it really can be, also today the legend still lives
They are only signs of a time, where other laws exist on this earth
In the south of England...
#admiration
#magic
#mystery
#pagan
#power
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12 Comments
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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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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elsewhere
transport me elsewhere, I am daydreaming
flying on a fantasy
drifting on the air, it's a beautiful day
the winds enchant
whispering to me, in hushed tones
encouraging, he's waiting, they chant
I feel the crush of velvet, under my feet in the green
the garden beckons and I get lost in reverie
unwinding, writing my cares on the delicate petals
forget me not
the day ushers us into a waking state of dreaming
clinging to your memory I sigh within
my soul longs to touch
desire beckons and I follow her in...
flying on a fantasy
drifting on the air, it's a beautiful day
the winds enchant
whispering to me, in hushed tones
encouraging, he's waiting, they chant
I feel the crush of velvet, under my feet in the green
the garden beckons and I get lost in reverie
unwinding, writing my cares on the delicate petals
forget me not
the day ushers us into a waking state of dreaming
clinging to your memory I sigh within
my soul longs to touch
desire beckons and I follow her in...
#love
#magic
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DU Poetry : Poems About Magic Seeking Honest Critique