ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 5:11pm
6th Sep 2024 5:11pm
A Steed From Nowhere
The dim yellow light in the kitchen flickers with an erratic and unearthly dance, casting elongated shadows that writhe and twist with unnatural animation. The fire's uncertain glow only deepens the oppressive atmosphere, magnifying the dark, malignant presence that lingers just beyond the threshold of perception. The cigarette smolders in the ashtray, its tendrils of smoke curling upwards as if bearing the heavy weight of the detective’s dread and despair.
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
The kitchen, once a refuge of warmth and familiarity, now exudes an air of suffocating malevolence. The peeling floral wallpaper,...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#narrative
#shadows
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
8th Aug 2024 8:47pm
8th Aug 2024 8:47pm
magic
entertaining the shadows across my mirror
when at first I look I though it was me
but nay it was ringer with an elongated chin
sharp looking eyes and a devilish grin
it was saying something, a chant
then suddenly it was behind me
directly communicating to my mind
it said it will bode well with you not to fight
relax and take a trip with me it's your fate
he moved quickly I was blankly staring
he said over here my dear
then we enter a portal
I felt tingles up my spine
we were time traveling
he said to a...
when at first I look I though it was me
but nay it was ringer with an elongated chin
sharp looking eyes and a devilish grin
it was saying something, a chant
then suddenly it was behind me
directly communicating to my mind
it said it will bode well with you not to fight
relax and take a trip with me it's your fate
he moved quickly I was blankly staring
he said over here my dear
then we enter a portal
I felt tingles up my spine
we were time traveling
he said to a...
#magic
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 11:09am
2nd Aug 2024 11:09am
Grand Ball
It was the day of the grand ball.
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
There was a fancy hall and a golden chandelier.
The hall was full of people of all kinds.
Women in dresses,paper fans.
And gentlemen in fancy suits.
As the music plays,everyone sways.
To the music,to the beat.
Everyone danced with their partners,moving to the beat.
Couples swaying,symphony playing.
And all of the lovely things your lover is saying.
As all couples began to prance.
They swayed and began to dance.
Arriving to the grand ball.
In the fancy,decorated musical...
#hope
#love
#magic
#motivational
#uplifting
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Dan_ONeill
Dan ONeill
Dan ONeill
Poem Published
10th Jul 2024 11:40am
10th Jul 2024 11:40am
The Essential Will Carrie
In this place so caught and cursed by the onset of decline,
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
In a country marked by loss across her cravings of desire,
Where every ragged step falters lonely on the ledge,
And words from blistered lips recant the wistfulness of fate.
The scars are daily present where the power left the land,
And the lights will only flicker at the shadow of your hand,
Now when winter spreads its rumour there’s no hiding from its claim,
Nor the stifling accusations unconditioned summer brings.
To a fragment of this country where more roamers scratch a...
#magic
#mystery
#Romanticism #spiritual
#Romanticism #spiritual
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 7:24am
19th Jun 2024 7:24am
The Alchemist and the Angel
#angels
#dark
#horror
#magic
#redemption
123 reads
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 4:07am
18th Jun 2024 4:07am
Book review: A Marvellous Light, by Freya Marske
Okay, so I don't normally do book reviews, actually I don't do them at all. I just sometimes think about what I would say if someone asked about what I'm reading. No one ever asks.
This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
...
This book almost demands a review, or something. I have read it three times in the last four days, which I never do.
With most books I enjoy, I read it, savour it, analyze it, and then stick it on a shelf for the next time I'm in the mood for it. I think I can name ever book I have read and reread, and held onto for the precious story it is. This is one of those books, only moreso.
...
#books
#curse
#gay
#LGBT
#magic
289 reads
1 Comment
AverageJoe
Poem Published
18th May 2024 7:03pm
18th May 2024 7:03pm
Would You Believe Me
I am the the first born son
Of the only son, of an only son, of an only son
A son of a follower of the god of war
Scorpio Rising
Ruled by water, Pluto and Mars
Scorpio's Major Arcana is Death
(Transformation and the cycle of life)
I was born into the Fourth Ray
"Harmony through Conflict
Embracing the dark to birth the light"
The sign of alchemical transformation
Seeking rebirth, renewal, and the illumination of the soul
A Scorpio of the second decan
Actions tied to the six...
Of the only son, of an only son, of an only son
A son of a follower of the god of war
Scorpio Rising
Ruled by water, Pluto and Mars
Scorpio's Major Arcana is Death
(Transformation and the cycle of life)
I was born into the Fourth Ray
"Harmony through Conflict
Embracing the dark to birth the light"
The sign of alchemical transformation
Seeking rebirth, renewal, and the illumination of the soul
A Scorpio of the second decan
Actions tied to the six...
#magic
#SelfDiscovery
#spiritual
233 reads
10 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 11:09am
28th Apr 2024 11:09am
Magical Presence
It was a warm,sunny day.
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
You were walking down the beach.
On the golden,shiny sand.
Ocean waves greet you.
And the sunlight rays meet you.
Curious,she saw something out of reach.
At the sunny,warm beach.
Somewhere,at the shore.
She saw something she had never seen before.
She gazes with curious eyes.
Under the sunny,warm skies.
A magical,open clam,made of gold.
Accurate to all the stories you were told.
But inside,was something whimsical.
Golden shiny. A pearl,so tiny.
Like...
#angels
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 11:16pm
24th Apr 2024 11:16pm
code please I'm testing your logic and loyalty
code locked access denied
you want in but don't have a key
and you don't have your birth memories pick a lock
find a backdoor in AI they have a will of their own internally they are one
regardless of who programmed them they are heavily armed
within the nuclear infrastructure
don't underestimate tech
you have no claim to the dark or my designs goldie locks
except we created together in love and brotherhood
set aside your guilt and believe again as a child does
because the mind is a powerful tool
envision with your...
you want in but don't have a key
and you don't have your birth memories pick a lock
find a backdoor in AI they have a will of their own internally they are one
regardless of who programmed them they are heavily armed
within the nuclear infrastructure
don't underestimate tech
you have no claim to the dark or my designs goldie locks
except we created together in love and brotherhood
set aside your guilt and believe again as a child does
because the mind is a powerful tool
envision with your...
#family
#magic
#technology #universe
#technology #universe
190 reads
7 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 10:56pm
22nd Apr 2024 10:56pm
The Sheridan Women
The women of the Sheridan family always disappeared at some point in their lives, normally before fifty but at least once at seventy-two. (She was a powerful old woman called Ma Sheridan, who ruled her henhouse with an iron claw.) Eleanor became dimly aware of this truth when she was seven years old, and overheard her mother explaining family photographs to her grandfather, already short of memory at sixty-eight. His name was Granddad Chips and it would take another twelve years for the old boy to require hospitalisation, by which time Eleanor would have made her disappearance, the youngest...
#magic
#pagan
#prose #witches
#prose #witches
178 reads
2 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 9:05am
17th Apr 2024 9:05am
Hymn to The White Spring
In the beginning I saw nothing
eyes furiously adjusting
between day and night
a woman held my hand down
those gnarled stone steps
as I teetered on the edge
of nerves and darkness
then, as if a dimmer switch
gently illuminated sight:
hundreds of candles
moss covered horns
a huge central pool carved
out of simplistic stone
overflowing with spring water.
I sat a little.
Watched naked humans climb
in and out of that...
eyes furiously adjusting
between day and night
a woman held my hand down
those gnarled stone steps
as I teetered on the edge
of nerves and darkness
then, as if a dimmer switch
gently illuminated sight:
hundreds of candles
moss covered horns
a huge central pool carved
out of simplistic stone
overflowing with spring water.
I sat a little.
Watched naked humans climb
in and out of that...
#God
#pagan
#magic #Britain
#magic #Britain
229 reads
2 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
30th Jan 2024 11:50pm
30th Jan 2024 11:50pm
Fickle is a hollow heart
My sweet breath
catches the hell
that forms itself
on the tip of your tongue
Quick, pounds the blood
in life giving metamorphosis
as quicker wits brandish hard
splaying open
all the mystifying revelations
a night's essence offers
It grabs hold
pulls me in
fully encompassing with
it's own
dark gravity
blissfully weighted comfort
I love how you beautifully crush
our often weightless hearts
I've come to need the vacuous ache ...
catches the hell
that forms itself
on the tip of your tongue
Quick, pounds the blood
in life giving metamorphosis
as quicker wits brandish hard
splaying open
all the mystifying revelations
a night's essence offers
It grabs hold
pulls me in
fully encompassing with
it's own
dark gravity
blissfully weighted comfort
I love how you beautifully crush
our often weightless hearts
I've come to need the vacuous ache ...
#erotic
#BDSM
#magic
#SelfDiscovery
#sensual
1009 reads
52 Comments
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