Mythology Poems
#mythology
Mythology poems are about folklore and myths. A myth is a story that has significance to a particular culture, often trying to address fundamental and difficult life questions. Here you'll find poems about myths belonging to range of religious and cultural traditions.
had nothing against science ..
folk lore always decreed
Arthur was king, the
green man is hope of the
coming of spring, and
there are fairies and elves and goblins, and giants
Arthur was king, the
green man is hope of the
coming of spring, and
there are fairies and elves and goblins, and giants
#mythology
#Britain
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Mm... Hades’ Beguiling Whispers (Completely Reedited)
#dark
#moon
#heaven
#hell
#mythology
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Mischief Born of Love
- Mischief Born of Love -
In the dawning hours of the newborn world,
When the first symphonies were being writ...
And all the choirs of creation gathered in bliss,
I sang alone in the company of sublime sorrow.
In the cities of the gods, with flags unfurled,
Not one of my divine peers laughed at my wit...
And when their light revealed the first morrow,
I longed to flee from it, as it interrupted my kiss!
I wept because it separated me from the night,
For in the vastness of that void, my love dwelt...
But the day was hot to bear, and...
In the dawning hours of the newborn world,
When the first symphonies were being writ...
And all the choirs of creation gathered in bliss,
I sang alone in the company of sublime sorrow.
In the cities of the gods, with flags unfurled,
Not one of my divine peers laughed at my wit...
And when their light revealed the first morrow,
I longed to flee from it, as it interrupted my kiss!
I wept because it separated me from the night,
For in the vastness of that void, my love dwelt...
But the day was hot to bear, and...
#love
#dark
#apocalypse
#mythology
#tragedy
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The Many Faces Of A Seductive Sorceress
Until the calling of night
Let the Sorceress reflection mirrored
Enticing souls in flight
Unto the soothing voice
Whispers of seduction felt
As a handsome Knight gallops to rapture in the sweet surrender of choice
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Let the Sorceress reflection mirrored
Enticing souls in flight
Unto the soothing voice
Whispers of seduction felt
As a handsome Knight gallops to rapture in the sweet surrender of choice
The song playing in the background of this video is titled, When I Ride, by Ashley Mehta, and is part of the creative app of selective music.
I do not own any copyright to sell, copy, or make legal claims to the nature of the music, it is in part stickily for entertainment purposes only.
#moon
#night
#Halloween
#scary
#mythology
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a letter to Selene
Dear Selene,
hold the night
and hold it tight
for so i've chased for too long
now at own knees
begging for perpetual darkness
so i can stop hiding from my own shadow
and turn as grey and beautiful as you
long enough i've sought to see
a ceaseless night
but the earth spun
and the sun illuminated once again
receiving all the love
that the moon never had
Alectrona's on her high horse
a rigged resource
a dense godhead
that couldn't bare the role
of shaping...
hold the night
and hold it tight
for so i've chased for too long
now at own knees
begging for perpetual darkness
so i can stop hiding from my own shadow
and turn as grey and beautiful as you
long enough i've sought to see
a ceaseless night
but the earth spun
and the sun illuminated once again
receiving all the love
that the moon never had
Alectrona's on her high horse
a rigged resource
a dense godhead
that couldn't bare the role
of shaping...
#jealousy
#moon
#night
#astronomy
#mythology
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Nine Lives, In One Night
High above the full moon night
When souls roam the forest in hindsight
There bares the enchantress with the seductive hypnotic eyes
One look upon her skin you shall feast between her smooth Creole thighs
Legend has it you can hear her siren calling to allure the virility of man’s soul
Upon the soft moss lay upon, desires and lust in her arms to console
Bow down and worship at her feet
The naked of the entanglement between lover’s sheets
An eager tongue saturating the crevice of her toes
Dew upon the...
When souls roam the forest in hindsight
There bares the enchantress with the seductive hypnotic eyes
One look upon her skin you shall feast between her smooth Creole thighs
Legend has it you can hear her siren calling to allure the virility of man’s soul
Upon the soft moss lay upon, desires and lust in her arms to console
Bow down and worship at her feet
The naked of the entanglement between lover’s sheets
An eager tongue saturating the crevice of her toes
Dew upon the...
#moon
#night
#lover
#mythology
#passion
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Grim Reaper Banshee
My dry ice veiled voice
Hunting the haunted void
Piecing the ominous air
Surfing my lips in death’s prayer
Parched from shrieking
Lifting my cursed airway
Obsessively seeking
Frozen apparition doorways
Frostbitten and withered
Ghosts anxious to be thawed
Melted by my screaming presence
Teasing hints of transcendence
Absorbing my legendary wailing
Draining my omens into delusions
Spirits trying to escape Lucian
From unheeded lost warnings
Unholy misfortunate memories ...
Hunting the haunted void
Piecing the ominous air
Surfing my lips in death’s prayer
Parched from shrieking
Lifting my cursed airway
Obsessively seeking
Frozen apparition doorways
Frostbitten and withered
Ghosts anxious to be thawed
Melted by my screaming presence
Teasing hints of transcendence
Absorbing my legendary wailing
Draining my omens into delusions
Spirits trying to escape Lucian
From unheeded lost warnings
Unholy misfortunate memories ...
#death
#ghosts
#mythology
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Servitutem Honestatis
Jospeh hangs himself in glory
God is the writer
Jesus lied to Mary
But christ is all you need
Carpenter of light
Given forty years of hate
Create and seed in secret
Those love beseech
Steal your account
Unholy of the gods
Kill those non-believers
A lie for personal questions
Defense of the gospel
For familial truth
Protect your story
From honest lesions
God is the writer
Jesus lied to Mary
But christ is all you need
Carpenter of light
Given forty years of hate
Create and seed in secret
Those love beseech
Steal your account
Unholy of the gods
Kill those non-believers
A lie for personal questions
Defense of the gospel
For familial truth
Protect your story
From honest lesions
#atheism
#religion
#faith
#mythology
#philosophical
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Priority Apollo!
Trading dreams for inspired verse
Is a poet's bargain with the muse
In an epicyclic universe
With complexities to reuse,
And despite the scale divergence
Betwixt the universe and brain
There's a conceptual convergence
Only metaphor may attain,
Which so often makes a rhyme
The very pinnacle of thought;
A clockwork intellection chime
Marking aspiration's beauty spot;
That hill a soul would die upon...
As marvelous as Helicon!
Is a poet's bargain with the muse
In an epicyclic universe
With complexities to reuse,
And despite the scale divergence
Betwixt the universe and brain
There's a conceptual convergence
Only metaphor may attain,
Which so often makes a rhyme
The very pinnacle of thought;
A clockwork intellection chime
Marking aspiration's beauty spot;
That hill a soul would die upon...
As marvelous as Helicon!
#beauty
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#mythology
#pagan
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Anonymous Anemones
Tears of Aphrodite
Run in rivulets
Down soft porcelain cheeks
Into the blood
Of the dying Adonis
An inconceivable conception
Of a magical bloom
It's cups
Like gathering hands
Reaching out
To the golden sunshine
Then close
At the blink
Of an eye
Like a fan
As tears fall
From the dark
And moistening sky
Silver globules
Ricochet
Then scatter
Onto the beckoning
Dry earth
As anonymous anemones
Commence a rebirth
Like newborn stars
by Jemia
Run in rivulets
Down soft porcelain cheeks
Into the blood
Of the dying Adonis
An inconceivable conception
Of a magical bloom
It's cups
Like gathering hands
Reaching out
To the golden sunshine
Then close
At the blink
Of an eye
Like a fan
As tears fall
From the dark
And moistening sky
Silver globules
Ricochet
Then scatter
Onto the beckoning
Dry earth
As anonymous anemones
Commence a rebirth
Like newborn stars
by Jemia
#beauty
#flowers
#nature #mythology
#nature #mythology
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"KNOCK KNOCK...WHO'S THERE ???"
Furnace of blowing hot air, Uninvited winds of change delivered here. Something invisible but felted , Something foreign & rearranged, Something is different, Something is very strange. Friends no more, Foes too many. A cluster FUCK of confusion, muddled mind of madness, monsters thrive & survive in. Mounting anxiety, racing towards afraid, of now known knowledge, only wishing death to be staged. A threshold I've stepped over & the RED door I can never shut, close or lock again. I can't seem to rub the strangeness from my eyes, a horror flick craved in the back of my mine...
#apocalypse
#mythology
#nightmares
#scifi
#curse
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The Darkest Light
Lore and darkness I desire,
Because my ancestors come from the mire,
The pagan witches and Goddesses too,
Not much from thee I ask of you,
A taste for spells to graze my lips,
And hence flow from my fingertips,
A chance to feel our bond through power,
From times of old to come this hour,
The songs of home I've learned to sing,
They fill my body with a most precious sting,
The words I sing in ancient tongue
My soul a new it has become,
A witch of light I'd like to be,
Though the darkness calls...
Because my ancestors come from the mire,
The pagan witches and Goddesses too,
Not much from thee I ask of you,
A taste for spells to graze my lips,
And hence flow from my fingertips,
A chance to feel our bond through power,
From times of old to come this hour,
The songs of home I've learned to sing,
They fill my body with a most precious sting,
The words I sing in ancient tongue
My soul a new it has become,
A witch of light I'd like to be,
Though the darkness calls...
#fate
#mythology
#curse
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