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.
Siren
There was a sailor
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
#mythology
#mystery
#tragedy
#curse
#mermaids
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Angel tears
Sitting home all alone
With my mind all blank
Waiting for the open door
To shut itself
Speaking words that I have heard
From outer space
Finding time to be kind
To my cosmic mate
Angel tears can't erase the years
That I did waste
I gotta bide my time till I find my prime
Has been erased
Then I'll fill my cup with empty luck
In a forgotten place
And I'll hope to cope with my lost soul
Sinking in the lake
Only days ago when times were old
And filled with grace
I chased my dreams...
With my mind all blank
Waiting for the open door
To shut itself
Speaking words that I have heard
From outer space
Finding time to be kind
To my cosmic mate
Angel tears can't erase the years
That I did waste
I gotta bide my time till I find my prime
Has been erased
Then I'll fill my cup with empty luck
In a forgotten place
And I'll hope to cope with my lost soul
Sinking in the lake
Only days ago when times were old
And filled with grace
I chased my dreams...
#fate
#rhyming
#mythology
#scifi
#StreamOfConsciousness
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He Whom Makes the Twilight Weep
A tyrant like no other
The writhing of a thousand slaves
To light the sky with their dismay
Beauty through carnal disorder
A taffeta of his delights shine upon the wary skies
Somber to those sordid few
A cult of conspiracy gives life to lies
Astral bodies forsake the eye
Centered upon the oblivious
His tide does rise
Rejoice in the distant stars
Held in bondage to he whom makes the twilight weep
Reeping darkness as it was
Primordial and absent of life
As it was in the beginning
The writhing of a thousand slaves
To light the sky with their dismay
Beauty through carnal disorder
A taffeta of his delights shine upon the wary skies
Somber to those sordid few
A cult of conspiracy gives life to lies
Astral bodies forsake the eye
Centered upon the oblivious
His tide does rise
Rejoice in the distant stars
Held in bondage to he whom makes the twilight weep
Reeping darkness as it was
Primordial and absent of life
As it was in the beginning
#sky
#apocalypse
#mythology
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Deception
Blew himself up,
Entered Paradise
''I want my seven virgins''
Said he.
''Wrong door, wrong fight,,
Was the reply, ''for here
We have only Lesbians,
So not for thee''.
Shock: ''so it was all a lie''?
''Yes'', the other replied with a sigh..
Entered Paradise
''I want my seven virgins''
Said he.
''Wrong door, wrong fight,,
Was the reply, ''for here
We have only Lesbians,
So not for thee''.
Shock: ''so it was all a lie''?
''Yes'', the other replied with a sigh..
#religion
#mythology
#tradition
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I Called Unto You … Mm … And You Came Unto Me
#mythology
#passion
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The Broken Mirror
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#loneliness
#mythology
#acceptance
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Wicca
She was of two minds
She wished to do good
With her incantations
And her spells
She felt whole, full of life
And positive energy.
Yes, she was a good witch.
But sometimes
Her dark, evil side took over,
Casting doubts
And evil spell in her midst
And so she couldn't help
Thinking that sometimes
Life was a bitch.
She wished to do good
With her incantations
And her spells
She felt whole, full of life
And positive energy.
Yes, she was a good witch.
But sometimes
Her dark, evil side took over,
Casting doubts
And evil spell in her midst
And so she couldn't help
Thinking that sometimes
Life was a bitch.
#faith
#mythology
#pagan
#magic
#tradition
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Harz Mountains
The world of witches,
Present and gone.
World of
Walpurgisnacht,
Summer Solstice
Colorful gatherings,
Singing, dancing,
Praying to the Oracles
And ever the aura
Of Dark Mysteries.
Present and gone.
World of
Walpurgisnacht,
Summer Solstice
Colorful gatherings,
Singing, dancing,
Praying to the Oracles
And ever the aura
Of Dark Mysteries.
#spiritual
#mythology
#pagan
#magic
#tradition
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Morning Walk
When I was a voyeur,
I stole out into unpeopled calm.
There was innocent dawn and her choir,
sounding her half dreaming tongue,
stretching cool fingers to touch guiltless earth;
trusting, naked.
I do not know how long I marveled in beauty’s wake,
Or what ticks I laid hidden in the grass on my return.
I stole out into unpeopled calm.
There was innocent dawn and her choir,
sounding her half dreaming tongue,
stretching cool fingers to touch guiltless earth;
trusting, naked.
I do not know how long I marveled in beauty’s wake,
Or what ticks I laid hidden in the grass on my return.
#lust
#evil
#nature #mythology
#nature #mythology
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Orpheus And Eurydice
Ancient Muse
Give us an hour for magic
We of the purple legion
We of the starry night
And velvet hour
We of statyr pleasures' breed
We of the sun and moon
Give us a creed
To believe
-
His voice echoed in the forest
And I saw what I never had seen
A Theater was built in the midst
Where they used to play on the green
And the gates of this Theater were shut
Prohibitions were writ over the door
No more a garden of love
That so many sweet flowers bore
And I saw it was filled with...
Give us an hour for magic
We of the purple legion
We of the starry night
And velvet hour
We of statyr pleasures' breed
We of the sun and moon
Give us a creed
To believe
-
His voice echoed in the forest
And I saw what I never had seen
A Theater was built in the midst
Where they used to play on the green
And the gates of this Theater were shut
Prohibitions were writ over the door
No more a garden of love
That so many sweet flowers bore
And I saw it was filled with...
#love
#death
#mythology #redemption
#mythology #redemption
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The Myth of Boyhood - Love in Limbo
The Myth of Boyhood
My grandparents are still alive though feeble. We have dinner and from there I go to the neighborhood forest where I played as a child. My quest is to dig up a time capsule I had left under the ruins of treehouse when I was a wee lad. Therein lays the story of the boy I once was. If the memorabilia is well preserved in the Tupperware box then the artifacts of my lost youth may be the key to my future.
But when I arrive at the entrance there is a young lady lying in a lawn chair. She informs me that the property is private and I can go no...
My grandparents are still alive though feeble. We have dinner and from there I go to the neighborhood forest where I played as a child. My quest is to dig up a time capsule I had left under the ruins of treehouse when I was a wee lad. Therein lays the story of the boy I once was. If the memorabilia is well preserved in the Tupperware box then the artifacts of my lost youth may be the key to my future.
But when I arrive at the entrance there is a young lady lying in a lawn chair. She informs me that the property is private and I can go no...
#erotic
#angels
#mythology #magic
#mythology #magic
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Reserata Carcerem LXVI
Quoth a dubious dell t' a numb Nymph,
"f drooling dark dribbles 'n' nosy fills;
apt azure robed was 'n porous pride -
oranged eyes "f his ń worn wind did ride.
"Ah! Sister, tell! What are your trades.
Sassy seals, sapid strays o' wits wail?"
Torn twain "s complement pruned pored muse -
gaunt glottis swelling per foiled fuse:
"Ask not! Say sky t' maladious earth,
'ter she'd pawned her patience t' damp dearth.
'Ah! What felon fate had you gulped -
wail, pestered pain o' la-de-da lust?'"
Skipped like graced gazelle...
"f drooling dark dribbles 'n' nosy fills;
apt azure robed was 'n porous pride -
oranged eyes "f his ń worn wind did ride.
"Ah! Sister, tell! What are your trades.
Sassy seals, sapid strays o' wits wail?"
Torn twain "s complement pruned pored muse -
gaunt glottis swelling per foiled fuse:
"Ask not! Say sky t' maladious earth,
'ter she'd pawned her patience t' damp dearth.
'Ah! What felon fate had you gulped -
wail, pestered pain o' la-de-da lust?'"
Skipped like graced gazelle...
#mythology
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