SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:52pm
Yesterday 2:52pm
String It Up…
In the calling of the winter of discontent
No soul shall smite on Earth soil in the pursuit of relent
The demoness has asked for the calling of her destiny, her devil's due
To the cross as the carcass of her shall hang, the blood drained, unto the rite of her own stew
Upright the garlic cross
Place a garlic crown upon its head and face her to the rising of the Sun
This is a request from the Hebrew Queendom
Make sure you secure the garlic nails
This is what she has asked for to be redeemed back to Hell
Turn the cross...
No soul shall smite on Earth soil in the pursuit of relent
The demoness has asked for the calling of her destiny, her devil's due
To the cross as the carcass of her shall hang, the blood drained, unto the rite of her own stew
Upright the garlic cross
Place a garlic crown upon its head and face her to the rising of the Sun
This is a request from the Hebrew Queendom
Make sure you secure the garlic nails
This is what she has asked for to be redeemed back to Hell
Turn the cross...
#war
#sun
#moon
#spiritual
#ShortStory
87 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:25am
Yesterday 1:25am
A Queen’s Crown, My Status
Yes, bow down to me and the four elements of my world wildchild
The wind stirs for my ancestral lineage as Mother Nature and the essence of my spiritual essence will always coincide
To wear the Queen’s crown, one must know her place ordained by the rite of passage of ancient time
The Creator giveth his secrets of the moon, unto me, and the names of each star
Unto the King’s Scepter whose whispers travels to Venus … knowing I am softly kissed by Mars
We Hebrews Queens, we do not wallow in the stench masked as demonic lust
Never, what is given to...
The wind stirs for my ancestral lineage as Mother Nature and the essence of my spiritual essence will always coincide
To wear the Queen’s crown, one must know her place ordained by the rite of passage of ancient time
The Creator giveth his secrets of the moon, unto me, and the names of each star
Unto the King’s Scepter whose whispers travels to Venus … knowing I am softly kissed by Mars
We Hebrews Queens, we do not wallow in the stench masked as demonic lust
Never, what is given to...
#war
#moon
#water #spiritual
#water #spiritual
103 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 11:47pm
3rd Dec 2023 11:47pm
Straight Talk Live (Awoken)
We are on the throne of entering a new season, a portal window, whereas the celestial bodies once aligned will play a historical role in major events that will forecast and shape our very existence.
If you are a born Aquarian (Jan. 20 - Feb. 18) A great humanitarian of this magnificent astrological force; it will be a pivotal moment as referenced to the Dawning Of The Age of Aquarius, this is the time to accept life’s major blessings, favorable life changes will occur, and spiritual awakening lessons will benefit the nature from where you stand in this vast...
If you are a born Aquarian (Jan. 20 - Feb. 18) A great humanitarian of this magnificent astrological force; it will be a pivotal moment as referenced to the Dawning Of The Age of Aquarius, this is the time to accept life’s major blessings, favorable life changes will occur, and spiritual awakening lessons will benefit the nature from where you stand in this vast...
#war
#moon
#water
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
140 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 9:56pm
3rd Dec 2023 9:56pm
The Queen’s Homecoming (Part I)
My King, what is this that you request of us
Give me a moment to inhale and exhale, that is the first must
Has the Royal Apartment been sanitized
My Queen has been in battle, and I do not want the stench of her journey to change the comforts, once I ease between her Creole thighs
Do you trust her, word has it, she has battled a Witch a Demoness, and a Jinn
A heart through the ages of centuries who has had my mind, in my best interest since the beginning of time, we are the Hebrew origin, before sin
My Lord, it...
Give me a moment to inhale and exhale, that is the first must
Has the Royal Apartment been sanitized
My Queen has been in battle, and I do not want the stench of her journey to change the comforts, once I ease between her Creole thighs
Do you trust her, word has it, she has battled a Witch a Demoness, and a Jinn
A heart through the ages of centuries who has had my mind, in my best interest since the beginning of time, we are the Hebrew origin, before sin
My Lord, it...
#war
#sun
#moon #water
#moon #water
150 reads
2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 6:32pm
3rd Dec 2023 6:32pm
Moonbeams
The silver moon consumed
her dungeon deep secrets.
Sweetly seduced
by the glistening light beams.
Spark reversals of regret
on those painful stillborn dreams.
She embarked to find the missing pieces
for the jigsaw of love.
With the ascent of the once haunted moon,
she released her secrets,
into the heart of a snow white dove.
her dungeon deep secrets.
Sweetly seduced
by the glistening light beams.
Spark reversals of regret
on those painful stillborn dreams.
She embarked to find the missing pieces
for the jigsaw of love.
With the ascent of the once haunted moon,
she released her secrets,
into the heart of a snow white dove.
#hope
#moon
#night
55 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 2:27pm
3rd Dec 2023 2:27pm
The Children Of The Sun (The Covenant II)
Who is this unrecognizable Earthly Queen who professes her spirituality told in truth
The skies are questioning her scrolls on earth she is not practicing our Heavenly Creed, in the darkness of her Luna pursuit
Archangel Gabriel, when was the last time, our Earth Angel child has visited beyond the clouds
Her responsibility to lead The Children Of The Sun in their pilgrimage that gives them hope in the weary of their miles
Troubled souls who are devoid of faith and smiles
Heal and give comfort by the ordainment of her hand ...
The skies are questioning her scrolls on earth she is not practicing our Heavenly Creed, in the darkness of her Luna pursuit
Archangel Gabriel, when was the last time, our Earth Angel child has visited beyond the clouds
Her responsibility to lead The Children Of The Sun in their pilgrimage that gives them hope in the weary of their miles
Troubled souls who are devoid of faith and smiles
Heal and give comfort by the ordainment of her hand ...
#war
#sun
#moon #heaven
#moon #heaven
133 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2023 12:10pm
3rd Dec 2023 12:10pm
Thy Will Shall Be Done (The Covenant)
For your arrogance, Damballa and your spiritual treason, your malice, your racial contempt, your hate, YOU and your regrets were tossed off the Mothership
Then to label yourself in this dimension as the demoness Maman Brigitte who scowls the night killing babies, including the divine spiritual killing of your own
Bedazzling men and women with false spiritual ideology in hopes their minds are confused, too far gone
And you want the world to worship a snakehead you have placed upon your throne
The Lilith of the night, a Jinn, an Earth slithering...
Then to label yourself in this dimension as the demoness Maman Brigitte who scowls the night killing babies, including the divine spiritual killing of your own
Bedazzling men and women with false spiritual ideology in hopes their minds are confused, too far gone
And you want the world to worship a snakehead you have placed upon your throne
The Lilith of the night, a Jinn, an Earth slithering...
#war
#sun
#moon
#religion
#culture
122 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 7:59am
2nd Dec 2023 7:59am
The Devil’s Spawn Has Risen
Death of a spirit as you earthly roam
Looking for comfort, oh thy wicked heart of stone
Risen of thy soft touch conformed from the hands of Satan
From the stench of hell its bomb unto earth awaiting
Forsaken upon the green of earth in the cradle of a little girl
Until horns as growth manifested to be denied by fate
A guardian’s love, forsaken to demonically unfurl
Condemned in the bedlam of thy own befuddled mind
Child of woman from the womb of a Jezabel and of a Jackel entwined
Asunder, confused by the secret...
Looking for comfort, oh thy wicked heart of stone
Risen of thy soft touch conformed from the hands of Satan
From the stench of hell its bomb unto earth awaiting
Forsaken upon the green of earth in the cradle of a little girl
Until horns as growth manifested to be denied by fate
A guardian’s love, forsaken to demonically unfurl
Condemned in the bedlam of thy own befuddled mind
Child of woman from the womb of a Jezabel and of a Jackel entwined
Asunder, confused by the secret...
#war
#sun
#moon
145 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 6:09am
2nd Dec 2023 6:09am
Into The Deep (Silent Whispers)
My Queen where are your soft voices that rings to the deep
The promise of your healing balm to the Waterloo, has time forsaken you to keep
The water among humanity is the music that governs the depth of your soul
The Heaven, The Earth, the Sea, to your intellect the lyrics of our honor to defend, our insignia unto you, we will always console
My words as the Sea King, your whispers will always ring
A forgotten heart left in the hydration of the dark
I requested you to be by my side, a pair as ying and yang a New World we seek by the sacred blessing of...
The promise of your healing balm to the Waterloo, has time forsaken you to keep
The water among humanity is the music that governs the depth of your soul
The Heaven, The Earth, the Sea, to your intellect the lyrics of our honor to defend, our insignia unto you, we will always console
My words as the Sea King, your whispers will always ring
A forgotten heart left in the hydration of the dark
I requested you to be by my side, a pair as ying and yang a New World we seek by the sacred blessing of...
#war
#sun
#moon #water
#moon #water
142 reads
3 Comments
LongTubiFree
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 4:43am
2nd Dec 2023 4:43am
In the morning light
To the sun, the moon must seem a fool
living in shadows, nobody able to see Her rule
yet she continues so patient and quiet
preventing the tides from creating a riot
guiding our nights along on their paths
yet, the sun on has His wrath.
Beating us down under his heated crown
hoping we will drown
in our own sweat from our brow
hoping to match her beauty somehow.
Yes, spring may belong to the bright
but Winter belongs to the cold night
just like the moon herself, cold and aloof
yet so beautiful it goes beyond any proof
the...
living in shadows, nobody able to see Her rule
yet she continues so patient and quiet
preventing the tides from creating a riot
guiding our nights along on their paths
yet, the sun on has His wrath.
Beating us down under his heated crown
hoping we will drown
in our own sweat from our brow
hoping to match her beauty somehow.
Yes, spring may belong to the bright
but Winter belongs to the cold night
just like the moon herself, cold and aloof
yet so beautiful it goes beyond any proof
the...
#sun
#moon
#night #nature
#night #nature
55 reads
0 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
1st Dec 2023 10:23pm
1st Dec 2023 10:23pm
In the stillness of the night
In the stillness of the night,
The world slows down and takes a breath,
As the hard-working sun bids farewell,
And the playful moon rises to take its place.
The sky transforms into a canvas,
Painted with hues of deepest blue,
The stars twinkle like diamonds,
As the moon's gentle light begins to glow.
The night owls hoot and the crickets chirp,
As nocturnal creatures come out to play,
The world is alive with a different kind of energy,
As the moon casts its spell on the earth below.
The soft breeze carries the scent...
The world slows down and takes a breath,
As the hard-working sun bids farewell,
And the playful moon rises to take its place.
The sky transforms into a canvas,
Painted with hues of deepest blue,
The stars twinkle like diamonds,
As the moon's gentle light begins to glow.
The night owls hoot and the crickets chirp,
As nocturnal creatures come out to play,
The world is alive with a different kind of energy,
As the moon casts its spell on the earth below.
The soft breeze carries the scent...
#inspirational
#moon
#sky
#night
#nature
43 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Dec 2023 3:35pm
1st Dec 2023 3:35pm
Demonic Vampirism Regret
Man, you mean to tell us brothas you ain’t got rid of that stank ass hellish hoe
That life in the dark don’t bring no clean pussy that taste like honey to the tongue when it flow
Something in that abyss you will never cum to know
Man, she problem have him sucking on her dead looking toes
That’s for sho
Man fuck ya'll... but the broad is crazy, with a low grade mentality
Everywhere I go I could swear she be stalking me
Smelling my draws
Like a Hound from hell in heat, with some...
That life in the dark don’t bring no clean pussy that taste like honey to the tongue when it flow
Something in that abyss you will never cum to know
Man, she problem have him sucking on her dead looking toes
That’s for sho
Man fuck ya'll... but the broad is crazy, with a low grade mentality
Everywhere I go I could swear she be stalking me
Smelling my draws
Like a Hound from hell in heat, with some...
#war
#sun
#moon #ShortStory
#moon #ShortStory
118 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Poems about the Moon
