Long Poems About Mythology
#mythology
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Today 00:23am
Today 00:23am
Total Eclipse Of The Heart (Somewhere In The Celestial Body)
Somewhere Among The Galaxies
I am trying to get back to the land of Wakanda before being confronted by three Kings
May Day May Day, something up here has lightly clipped one of wings
To be stranded within this 3-D dimension, is unimaginable for a sultry Queen
Unto three Kingdoms, my heart ached of its reminisce, the embracing smiles
I am miles from my throne, traveling by the speed of light out of exile
Think..think,
Ahh, yes, I would like to say before my spacecraft began to slowly sink
My love,...
I am trying to get back to the land of Wakanda before being confronted by three Kings
May Day May Day, something up here has lightly clipped one of wings
To be stranded within this 3-D dimension, is unimaginable for a sultry Queen
Unto three Kingdoms, my heart ached of its reminisce, the embracing smiles
I am miles from my throne, traveling by the speed of light out of exile
Think..think,
Ahh, yes, I would like to say before my spacecraft began to slowly sink
My love,...
#mythology
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#sexy
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 7:00pm
17th Nov 2024 7:00pm
Origins of Consciousness
Seems it happened long long ago, In the distant remembrances of dying stars, there was a divine race who once roamed,
their world a dieing baron forgotten dream, falling in self made destruction, fraying at the edges of itself, a civilization poised on the edge of extinction.
They looked to the heavens, searching for a way for restoration, a source to revive their beloved home, they looked to the cradle of a new beginning, to Earth.
A garden untouched, its soil rich with secrets they could harvest, its sky ripe with possibilities they could bend. ...
their world a dieing baron forgotten dream, falling in self made destruction, fraying at the edges of itself, a civilization poised on the edge of extinction.
They looked to the heavens, searching for a way for restoration, a source to revive their beloved home, they looked to the cradle of a new beginning, to Earth.
A garden untouched, its soil rich with secrets they could harvest, its sky ripe with possibilities they could bend. ...
#fiction
#God
#mythology
#revenge
#StreamOfConsciousness
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 7:55pm
14th Nov 2024 7:55pm
Grin And Bear It
Somewhere In The Present
My Sea Queen, harken unto the allurement of my voice
Upon many moons ago you whispered these words to me
Upon the vows you would be the woman who led be to my throne of glory
I am left alone to a life, and you are my only words to rebirth our lasting story
Do my words still feel like a feather upon your skin
New York,
Upper East Side
Present 2024
Of all the night to have insomnia
I wonder how I would look, feel if I was a Queen
Servants waiting on me for a change
A...
My Sea Queen, harken unto the allurement of my voice
Upon many moons ago you whispered these words to me
Upon the vows you would be the woman who led be to my throne of glory
I am left alone to a life, and you are my only words to rebirth our lasting story
Do my words still feel like a feather upon your skin
New York,
Upper East Side
Present 2024
Of all the night to have insomnia
I wonder how I would look, feel if I was a Queen
Servants waiting on me for a change
A...
#mythology
#seductive
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
13th Nov 2024 3:29pm
13th Nov 2024 3:29pm
The Lay Of Eir
Healer of the Battle-Stricken,
Eir, the Merciful, the Quiet Hand did quicken,
Those who lay there left in sorrow,
Eir they prayed took it away in morrow..
Hail to Eir, the gentle goddess, the third named among the Asynjur bright,
Mistress of mercy, silent in her might,
Warriors invoke the call to Eir in thick of night.
Handmaid of peace, unseen by day, whose whispers soothe where blood once lay,
In halls of gods, or shadowed fjord, she brings the healing grace by her accord.
O Eir, you walk where the wounded lie,
With...
Eir, the Merciful, the Quiet Hand did quicken,
Those who lay there left in sorrow,
Eir they prayed took it away in morrow..
Hail to Eir, the gentle goddess, the third named among the Asynjur bright,
Mistress of mercy, silent in her might,
Warriors invoke the call to Eir in thick of night.
Handmaid of peace, unseen by day, whose whispers soothe where blood once lay,
In halls of gods, or shadowed fjord, she brings the healing grace by her accord.
O Eir, you walk where the wounded lie,
With...
#inspirational
#mythology
#tradition
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 6:03am
9th Nov 2024 6:03am
The Prophecy
In the dull fading light, where shadows cling to the land like whispers, a King will rise to claim, bound in chains of fate, cursed to sit a throne of brittle peace, brief as soft breath, lost as the dark night is to the new morning.
The ship of gods, adrift in shallow waters,
steers blind toward its deathly ruin, unmoored by the weight of its own splintered hull.
See, the land trembles beneath that iron pulse of war machines bound, the towns and cities tangled in a thorn of rage, while new and old burn. O sunlit city, how often will you break?
How...
The ship of gods, adrift in shallow waters,
steers blind toward its deathly ruin, unmoored by the weight of its own splintered hull.
See, the land trembles beneath that iron pulse of war machines bound, the towns and cities tangled in a thorn of rage, while new and old burn. O sunlit city, how often will you break?
How...
#apocalypse
#astrology
#mythology #philosophical
#mythology #philosophical
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
My Name
Burning dark clouds,
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
#angels
#devil
#mythology
#pagan
#religion
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
In the Shadows of He
In the dim light of ancient halls,
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
#devil
#God
#magic
#mythology
#religion
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PAR
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 12:51pm
28th Oct 2024 12:51pm
Incomplete Myth of a Goddess that Does Not Exist.
Shapska, a name bruited in the dark corners
of forgotten realms where murk
cotillion with the remnants of lost souls.
In the heart of this desolate place Shapska reigns,
a deity of crooked love and morbid allure.
Her touch, both a blessing and a curse,
weaves through the fabric of actuality,
binding the living and the dead in an eternal grasp.
In the silence of the night,
Shapska's presence is felt,
a cold surge stroke that sends
jitters down the spine.
Her eyes, like double voids,
pierce through the mask of...
of forgotten realms where murk
cotillion with the remnants of lost souls.
In the heart of this desolate place Shapska reigns,
a deity of crooked love and morbid allure.
Her touch, both a blessing and a curse,
weaves through the fabric of actuality,
binding the living and the dead in an eternal grasp.
In the silence of the night,
Shapska's presence is felt,
a cold surge stroke that sends
jitters down the spine.
Her eyes, like double voids,
pierce through the mask of...
#dark
#mythology
#religion
#spiritual
#tradition
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 4:52pm
13th Sep 2024 4:52pm
water
a sweet sister in sin has emerged from the shadows
to tell me some secrets to make me wise
she will not be so careless as to tell me her name
she is here to bring my soul some rest
I've always told the powers that be to masquerade when they come
and veil their minds to protect our thoughts and identity
once I'm sure we have a private wavelength
I tell her to send the information it will go straight to my mind
there are so many levels in the mind
all the knowledge she sent is high-clearance access
she says the word among the powers...
to tell me some secrets to make me wise
she will not be so careless as to tell me her name
she is here to bring my soul some rest
I've always told the powers that be to masquerade when they come
and veil their minds to protect our thoughts and identity
once I'm sure we have a private wavelength
I tell her to send the information it will go straight to my mind
there are so many levels in the mind
all the knowledge she sent is high-clearance access
she says the word among the powers...
#dark
#heartbroken
#mythology #spiritual
#mythology #spiritual
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 4:34am
7th Sep 2024 4:34am
Lost Kings and Skeletal Crowns
In halls where time doth cease to tread
Where stone and silence keep the dead
A throne room sits in shadow’s keep
Where ancient kings eternal sleep
Their crowns of rust, their robes of dust
Long turned to ash, long broke in trust
They sit on thrones of crumbled might
Enshrouded deep in endless night
The air hangs thick with death’s cold breath
A realm untouched by life or death
No whisper stirs, no flicker’s glow
Just dark that swallows all below
The chandeliers,...
Where stone and silence keep the dead
A throne room sits in shadow’s keep
Where ancient kings eternal sleep
Their crowns of rust, their robes of dust
Long turned to ash, long broke in trust
They sit on thrones of crumbled might
Enshrouded deep in endless night
The air hangs thick with death’s cold breath
A realm untouched by life or death
No whisper stirs, no flicker’s glow
Just dark that swallows all below
The chandeliers,...
#dark
#ghosts
#mythology
#rhyming
#shadows
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 6:34pm
6th Aug 2024 6:34pm
A War Of Hearts (Helen Of Troy)
Yes, bring to me this Helen of Troy
She is the woman where her name is written upon ancient strolls, her debauchery to use men as manipulative toys
She claimed my soul in the middle of the night
Her kiss of betrayal lead to the Trojan War in the dawn before early’s light
A femme fatale of beauty, grace, decorum, her temple of shroud holiness, has deceived the masses
Broken alliance among the wealth of many classes
Her alluring soul, entwined unto mine has diluted Kingdoms into bloodshed and sword upon its clashes ...
She is the woman where her name is written upon ancient strolls, her debauchery to use men as manipulative toys
She claimed my soul in the middle of the night
Her kiss of betrayal lead to the Trojan War in the dawn before early’s light
A femme fatale of beauty, grace, decorum, her temple of shroud holiness, has deceived the masses
Broken alliance among the wealth of many classes
Her alluring soul, entwined unto mine has diluted Kingdoms into bloodshed and sword upon its clashes ...
#deception
#mythology
#spiritual #war
#spiritual #war
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
4th Jul 2024 9:36pm
4th Jul 2024 9:36pm
Aalgott and Athina (2)
(This is a continuation from the previous story where Aalgott meets the praying woman and she asked him for help with her barrenness.)
As Aalgott and the woman approached, his servants stood back and let them pass. As they entered the chambers, the servants approached the woman and asked her name.
“My name is Athina and I am barren though married for five years. I asked Aalgott to grant me access to him in his chambers.”
Aalgott smiled and said, “I will go prepare myself for our time together.”
The most senior man servant said to the woman, “I...
As Aalgott and the woman approached, his servants stood back and let them pass. As they entered the chambers, the servants approached the woman and asked her name.
“My name is Athina and I am barren though married for five years. I asked Aalgott to grant me access to him in his chambers.”
Aalgott smiled and said, “I will go prepare myself for our time together.”
The most senior man servant said to the woman, “I...
#mythology
#sex
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