Mystery Poems
#mystery
Mystery poems, strange tales and mysterious poems about things which are impossible to explain. Mystery poems includes poetry with elements of suspense, enigma, paradox and unusual goings on.
druidicheirophant
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:41pm
Yesterday 11:41pm
fallen watchers capturing pure starseeds to program matrix-worlds
The ascended angelic elohim movined into this sector of the galaxy and seed humanity in vega, than the archontic deities took over the Alpha Draconians to use them to invade the Lyran Colonies, these ancient galactic wars between humans and reptilians for many millions fo years across various worlds settled down into advanced matrix-worlds that are perfected by the demiurgos itself, the demiurge programs advanced worlds and verses in other galaxies, many believe the orgiinal archontic deities of yaldaboath are advanced multidimensional insectilian deities that program physical realms with...
#mystery
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SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:21am
Yesterday 4:21am
PRESENT
Surprise! A puzzle
has been given to you as
a birthday present.
has been given to you as
a birthday present.
#identity
#senryu
#mystery
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6 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 11:24pm
19th Jan 2020 11:24pm
Written In The Stars
fore the Nile flowed from primal spring
Or mountains rose heavenward to sing
Nor yet of stellar dust earth was spun
Before sun and stars had first begun
Before the galaxies first did flare
Still unlaid the compass and the square
When outer darkness claimed this place
When all that was, was a void in space
A singularity's proposed
To explain what no one really knows
So lets ask a question to be fair
How many universes are really...
Or mountains rose heavenward to sing
Nor yet of stellar dust earth was spun
Before sun and stars had first begun
Before the galaxies first did flare
Still unlaid the compass and the square
When outer darkness claimed this place
When all that was, was a void in space
A singularity's proposed
To explain what no one really knows
So lets ask a question to be fair
How many universes are really...
#universe
#stars
#mystery
32 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 7:42pm
16th Jan 2020 7:42pm
LICENSED ACCOUNTANT
A poet
is an accountant that keeps
books on paradox
and other magic,
which of course requires some
creative license.
is an accountant that keeps
books on paradox
and other magic,
which of course requires some
creative license.
#WritingPoetry
#senryu
#mystery #magic
#mystery #magic
19 reads
2 Comments
Benzy_420
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 8:24am
14th Jan 2020 8:24am
Symbolism
Unspoken
Fallen upon deaf ears
Or do we pretend they aren't there?
The cause
The solution
Or something to fill the air?
Misplaced
Wasted
Or failure to find the right ones?
All I know
When you have mine
My actions will convey them sincerely
Fallen upon deaf ears
Or do we pretend they aren't there?
The cause
The solution
Or something to fill the air?
Misplaced
Wasted
Or failure to find the right ones?
All I know
When you have mine
My actions will convey them sincerely
#PowerOfWords
#mystery
#emotional
#metaphor
#passion
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Neoma
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 00:26am
7th Jan 2020 00:26am
Her You Are
January 3rd
Her You are .. I would be
before you myself, as i.
You are of your own. May I?
Venn diagram a hybrid,
perverted, whatever,
pagan
of anything. And the
moon.
Will you be,
moonlight on a
forest?
Her You are .. I would be
before you myself, as i.
You are of your own. May I?
Venn diagram a hybrid,
perverted, whatever,
pagan
of anything. And the
moon.
Will you be,
moonlight on a
forest?
#love
#mystery
#pagan #magic
#pagan #magic
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Neoma
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 9:58pm
4th Jan 2020 9:58pm
[Chapter V of The Water Baby
In Chapter IV of The Water Baby—
"left the buoy, and used
rocks, and come out in the
night—beautiful,
must learn
point of rocks, among the
shining
tides, and cry and call for
voice call in return. And, at
last,
along the sands
—like the forsaken
beautiful poem, which you
by heart—
at last, and round,
—to sit together, upon
some rocks ...
"left the buoy, and used
rocks, and come out in the
night—beautiful,
must learn
point of rocks, among the
shining
tides, and cry and call for
voice call in return. And, at
last,
along the sands
—like the forsaken
beautiful poem, which you
by heart—
at last, and round,
—to sit together, upon
some rocks ...
#friendship
#lover
#mystery
31 reads
4 Comments
CArpeNoctem_
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 11:21am
4th Jan 2020 11:21am
Devil in disguise
#dark
#secrets
#murder
#death
#mystery
63 reads
3 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
4th Jan 2020 7:45am
4th Jan 2020 7:45am
Gene Gene the dancing machine gun
Moving as cool jig athwart whole geometrical kind
By running contemporaneous naive blood clot line
Selling jive to anyone that could fog a mirror mind,
Somewhat letter by sequences disarming
Concerning symbolism while enunciating
By formulating consequence in conjuring,
So spiritually beat them like they owed him money
Here ye hearsays rowboat skipper so-called honey
Stepping a dank plank all paid in monopoly money,
So employed a concise magic trick dream
Versifying enchant thine sorcerer scheme
Side embellish a current...
By running contemporaneous naive blood clot line
Selling jive to anyone that could fog a mirror mind,
Somewhat letter by sequences disarming
Concerning symbolism while enunciating
By formulating consequence in conjuring,
So spiritually beat them like they owed him money
Here ye hearsays rowboat skipper so-called honey
Stepping a dank plank all paid in monopoly money,
So employed a concise magic trick dream
Versifying enchant thine sorcerer scheme
Side embellish a current...
#shadows
#rhyming
#mystery
38 reads
2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2020 4:29am
3rd Jan 2020 4:29am
Marble Mouth
Marbles spill from my mouth
when I try to speak
falling to roll
into shapes
on the landing
The absence of words
replaced by random patterns
on this floor
A strange censorship
to witness
though I still hear
the spooling in my ears
as another thought germinates
I try to decipher meaning
from the abstract assembly
of the gravity path
but my expertise
in symbology
is limited
I can only assume
this is the sorcerer's plan
to keep me silent.
when I try to speak
falling to roll
into shapes
on the landing
The absence of words
replaced by random patterns
on this floor
A strange censorship
to witness
though I still hear
the spooling in my ears
as another thought germinates
I try to decipher meaning
from the abstract assembly
of the gravity path
but my expertise
in symbology
is limited
I can only assume
this is the sorcerer's plan
to keep me silent.
#silence
#mystery
43 reads
10 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 5:42am
31st Dec 2019 5:42am
Iron Jaw
Iron jaw, clamping down.
Bear trap, around my leg.
Bear jaw, at my neck.
Iron trap, kinetic strength.
Strangling my veins.
Calm within the blood.
Death echoes in silence.
Not enough.
Passive force.
Your toe upon the trigger.
Forced to pass.
Season of whither.
Strangers of pain.
Drama as their drug.
Life echoes in silence.
What a rush.
Bear trap, around my leg.
Bear jaw, at my neck.
Iron trap, kinetic strength.
Strangling my veins.
Calm within the blood.
Death echoes in silence.
Not enough.
Passive force.
Your toe upon the trigger.
Forced to pass.
Season of whither.
Strangers of pain.
Drama as their drug.
Life echoes in silence.
What a rush.
#mystery
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2019 5:56pm
23rd Dec 2019 5:56pm
zer0ing in to the fundamental 'p0int' of it all, from atomik to cosmik konsciousnez
the countdown
starts…rather its tireless
reversal. the auto playing
repetitive sessions
of
the magically renewing count
ticks in. as the clearing pathway
like an unsaid destiny echoing
aloud by the Oracle's thunder
from the holy zeroed in...
'the beginning'
and, its how I stretch out n o w
splitting
the already daily rote
in its ageing, fatly-consuming
the ‘once-upon-a -time'
set lazy frozen constants in ...
starts…rather its tireless
reversal. the auto playing
repetitive sessions
of
the magically renewing count
ticks in. as the clearing pathway
like an unsaid destiny echoing
aloud by the Oracle's thunder
from the holy zeroed in...
'the beginning'
and, its how I stretch out n o w
splitting
the already daily rote
in its ageing, fatly-consuming
the ‘once-upon-a -time'
set lazy frozen constants in ...
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
#mystery
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