bignp
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 9:45am
3rd Feb 2025 9:45am
ode to a dream
I had a dream.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
Not of grandeur or poverty.
Power or flight.
Race nor riot.
A dream of waking.
endlessly waking.
Sometimes sitting up in bed…
Then just waking.
Am I still there?
I may never know.
Or soon be there.
When the alarm's blare ends.
#dreams
#frustration
#night #sleep
#night #sleep
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 11:55pm
2nd Feb 2025 11:55pm
Winter Luminescence
Whisp of cold air
Flying flakes free
Ice upon my hair
Falling to my knees
Coming of twilight
Sitting in snow
Between day and night
Wait for stars to show
Shine without heat
Cold to the bone
Freezing my feet
For winter has shown
Though without dread
In the frozen glade
With naught but leaves dead
In bliss I wade
Flying flakes free
Ice upon my hair
Falling to my knees
Coming of twilight
Sitting in snow
Between day and night
Wait for stars to show
Shine without heat
Cold to the bone
Freezing my feet
For winter has shown
Though without dread
In the frozen glade
With naught but leaves dead
In bliss I wade
#dawn
#forest
#night
#snow
#winter
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 6:37am
2nd Feb 2025 6:37am
Blossoming Sin Putrescent
Ravaging the soul
Temptation ascended
Between the pestle and bowl
Heaven now rended
The skeletons now dance
A chalice now sanguine
Devil eyes in a trance
Sacred shapes withered thin
Radiance of infernal shine
Sevenfold immolation rite
Usurped and inverse divine
Brilliance of perdition in the night
Temptation ascended
Between the pestle and bowl
Heaven now rended
The skeletons now dance
A chalice now sanguine
Devil eyes in a trance
Sacred shapes withered thin
Radiance of infernal shine
Sevenfold immolation rite
Usurped and inverse divine
Brilliance of perdition in the night
#curse
#dark
#evil
#night
#religion
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:25pm
31st Jan 2025 6:25pm
~of this elongating ever life… dotted in differential deltaic deaths
this young midnight’s chilling air
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
in a weirdly turning on groovy beat
mixing in your smoking touchy heat
-tastes a warm spice of musky mace
I crave for
a metallic blood flower rapturous
I bleed and bloom in a pleasantly~
pungent addictive blossom.. that
even this waiting nocturne animal
in your plunging deep purplish trysts..
pierces sharp unto this seductive
self digging hell in an unreturning
pathway spiral..
hitting red & black as sky~ high
cranial kicks..
this unbearably...
#death
#love
#night #sensual
#night #sensual
85 reads
4 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 4:06am
27th Jan 2025 4:06am
Night Call
Pulled me into your lair
Cocktails for 2
Let my passion hold you tight
Surrender ?
Cocktails for 2
Let my passion hold you tight
Surrender ?
#art
#night
#seductive
#temptation
#ThrillSeeking
118 reads
14 Comments
Roguenarak
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
Moonlit Madness
There's a flagship that stole the moon
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
#environment
#moon
#night #pollution
#night #pollution
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
19th Jan 2025 12:10pm
Endless Night
Today I returned
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
Awakened
Harmony divided
In my faith
Past memories
God is who I hate
Searching the betrayal
Shadows of light
Silent Tomorrow's
Endless night's
#betrayal
#night
#religion
#rhyming
#spiritual
76 reads
5 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 10:05pm
18th Jan 2025 10:05pm
Sometimes
Sometimes]
In the dead of night, when I'm all alone
Reality seems squishy, the day's strife is done.
Not quite awake and not quite asleep
I don't know if the nightmare is over
Or about to begin
Let me try this again....
In the night season, when I'm all alone
Reality blurs the sounds of the night.
It's just not right, the body is weary
but the mind will not unload.
Again....
I'm all alone chilled to the bone
Alone, alone, reach for the phone
No one to call, no one at all, fall
I'd fall...
In the dead of night, when I'm all alone
Reality seems squishy, the day's strife is done.
Not quite awake and not quite asleep
I don't know if the nightmare is over
Or about to begin
Let me try this again....
In the night season, when I'm all alone
Reality blurs the sounds of the night.
It's just not right, the body is weary
but the mind will not unload.
Again....
I'm all alone chilled to the bone
Alone, alone, reach for the phone
No one to call, no one at all, fall
I'd fall...
#aliens
#night
#nightmares
#unicorns
#universe
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 7:02pm
16th Jan 2025 7:02pm
~sleep mode
sleep mode
..
but where is it
when pain had seeped in
..in the continuous mumblings
of immobilised desperations
those indistinct murmurs
pitch a sudden high
as unbelievably
peaking lucidities
glowering as angered
red sparking embers
in their many pointed shout outs
of a deadening pace.. wrapped
up shockingly.. with low
alternating troughs.. of
as if an enacted thorough
begging.. with some
quick silvered dark twist
of frightening frustrations, in
a busted...
..
but where is it
when pain had seeped in
..in the continuous mumblings
of immobilised desperations
those indistinct murmurs
pitch a sudden high
as unbelievably
peaking lucidities
glowering as angered
red sparking embers
in their many pointed shout outs
of a deadening pace.. wrapped
up shockingly.. with low
alternating troughs.. of
as if an enacted thorough
begging.. with some
quick silvered dark twist
of frightening frustrations, in
a busted...
#death
#hurt
#night
#sadness
#sleep
137 reads
3 Comments
nostalgic_being10
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 10:47pm
13th Jan 2025 10:47pm
Moon
Gazing at the spherical moon,
I notice it doesn't look the same to you
While I admire its glow, its silver beax
Your grey perception has no clue
Do not fret; it is my mistake alone
How shallow of me to assume
You notice nature's gloom—
For moons and stars are merely that to you
Cryptic symbols furnish my tomb
Try to decipher my last plea
I give you one last scream
Begging you to notice my moon bleeding
Swirling syllables surround my head
When will the moon's shadowed time end?
Will the moon remind...
I notice it doesn't look the same to you
While I admire its glow, its silver beax
Your grey perception has no clue
Do not fret; it is my mistake alone
How shallow of me to assume
You notice nature's gloom—
For moons and stars are merely that to you
Cryptic symbols furnish my tomb
Try to decipher my last plea
I give you one last scream
Begging you to notice my moon bleeding
Swirling syllables surround my head
When will the moon's shadowed time end?
Will the moon remind...
#moon
#night
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:04pm
13th Jan 2025 8:04pm
Words Like Bile
Words erupt from rotted lips
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
Inverted rites of the prophets
Like rats from plague infested ships
Blasphemies that hang in the air
A dirge of inhuman sound
Chants to the denizens of the dark
Nameless things beneath the ground
Cusp the goblet and sip damnation
Liturgy profaned as space bends
Witness the scale of cosmic sin
Hooked claws reach out to rend
As creation starts its death heaves
Word heinous and deeds vile
Eruption of perdition immaculate
Prayers like fountains of bile
The sweet litany...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#night
#shadows
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NP_NP
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 5:19pm
12th Jan 2025 5:19pm
Burn
Let me haunt your dreams,
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
#dark
#disappointment
#gothic
#horror
#night
108 reads
3 Comments
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