Pagan Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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pagan seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
29th Sep 2022 3:37am
29th Sep 2022 3:37am
Row, Row, Row Your Boat
A Son of a Bitch confession, without thoughts, who pisses in her palms and jerks off like a shaman
What a joke to pretend to be a man where really a woman stands
Riddled holes in the mirror of innocent souls
And now anger tears she cries let her heart pour unit it depletes upon the flow
Unto a witch, what were you thinking to ask for forgiveness when you inscribed upon my production words of arts for laughs, so hateful if only people can see what I know
And you sign off in glee, like you think you made this aura bleed,...
What a joke to pretend to be a man where really a woman stands
Riddled holes in the mirror of innocent souls
And now anger tears she cries let her heart pour unit it depletes upon the flow
Unto a witch, what were you thinking to ask for forgiveness when you inscribed upon my production words of arts for laughs, so hateful if only people can see what I know
And you sign off in glee, like you think you made this aura bleed,...
#shadows
#Halloween
#pagan
#witches
#curse
530 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 1:07am
28th Sep 2022 1:07am
Ring Around The Rosie
The witch who couldn’t scratch an envy itch
She wanted to appear youthful again to feel the love of a mighty warlock to be his favorite dish
She lit her black candles and placed them around her pentagram to conjure, in anticipation licking her lips
Sitting upon the point her eyes fluttering close as she made her wish
There came an eerie voice that spoke from the dancing fire
Speak witch of your ultimate desires
I want to look like the beautiful Queen without my fake mirror faces ...
She wanted to appear youthful again to feel the love of a mighty warlock to be his favorite dish
She lit her black candles and placed them around her pentagram to conjure, in anticipation licking her lips
Sitting upon the point her eyes fluttering close as she made her wish
There came an eerie voice that spoke from the dancing fire
Speak witch of your ultimate desires
I want to look like the beautiful Queen without my fake mirror faces ...
#evil
#pagan
#witches
#curse
#Halloween
481 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
26th Sep 2022 5:22pm
26th Sep 2022 5:22pm
Hickory Dickory Dock
The clocked struck at the chimes of two
The witch is pitted by the fool
Unto the right of passage she will rise above
Tainted and poisoned love
Poem Based On The Nursery Rhyme Hickory Dickory Dock
#DarkNurseyRhymes
The witch is pitted by the fool
Unto the right of passage she will rise above
Tainted and poisoned love
Poem Based On The Nursery Rhyme Hickory Dickory Dock
#DarkNurseyRhymes
#dark
#evil
#Halloween
#pagan
#witches
562 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
25th Sep 2022 11:20pm
25th Sep 2022 11:20pm
Little Bo Peep
Has anyone seen my sheep
They slipped away when I was sleep
They all have my demonic mark on their back
I told them not to step upon land of that nosey kitty cat
She is now on to us
And she is making a huge fuss
She thinks I am nuts
But
Can she really say I am insane
When I bring false pleasure to the brain
Knowing I am blue if no one remembers my name
Giving my sheep the lunacy of my twisted games
She knows our address and where we all live
Who we are, what we...
They slipped away when I was sleep
They all have my demonic mark on their back
I told them not to step upon land of that nosey kitty cat
She is now on to us
And she is making a huge fuss
She thinks I am nuts
But
Can she really say I am insane
When I bring false pleasure to the brain
Knowing I am blue if no one remembers my name
Giving my sheep the lunacy of my twisted games
She knows our address and where we all live
Who we are, what we...
#dark
#Halloween
#pagan
#magic
#witches
517 reads
7 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
25th Sep 2022 9:37pm
25th Sep 2022 9:37pm
Bleeding Blood
Upon the sharpest
Hook moon of fright
Answering the call
Of a newborn night
Summoning inside this
Rusted metal shed
Surrounded by misted
Red air of dread
Remnants of lovers
From who I just fed
Withered and brittle
Inside my stained bed
See them swirl on my
Slivered vicious tongue
Flavored screams sung
To stay forever young
Inside my painted
Bloodroom of doom
Where witchcraft and
Bloodcraft become one
Ensnared by my
Long lifeless hair ...
Hook moon of fright
Answering the call
Of a newborn night
Summoning inside this
Rusted metal shed
Surrounded by misted
Red air of dread
Remnants of lovers
From who I just fed
Withered and brittle
Inside my stained bed
See them swirl on my
Slivered vicious tongue
Flavored screams sung
To stay forever young
Inside my painted
Bloodroom of doom
Where witchcraft and
Bloodcraft become one
Ensnared by my
Long lifeless hair ...
#gothic
#pagan
#witches
645 reads
33 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Sep 2022 11:17pm
24th Sep 2022 11:17pm
Boys And Girls Come Out To Play
Boiling in the filthy stench of your own boiling cauldron in your false life
How many myths does it take you wet soaking witch
To convince yourself to hide behind another mask after your cause rife
Unto a Queen you have called off her throne
To play chess on your board, where I move, until you have no home
In my squares we shall dance, we shall play
My Rook, my Bishop, my Knight, my King, shall leave you in dismay
This Monarch leaves you where you lay
The truth of your pawns your minions I will slay
Masquerade in the pit...
How many myths does it take you wet soaking witch
To convince yourself to hide behind another mask after your cause rife
Unto a Queen you have called off her throne
To play chess on your board, where I move, until you have no home
In my squares we shall dance, we shall play
My Rook, my Bishop, my Knight, my King, shall leave you in dismay
This Monarch leaves you where you lay
The truth of your pawns your minions I will slay
Masquerade in the pit...
#dark
#deception
#pagan
#witches
#manipulation
642 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Sep 2022 3:47am
24th Sep 2022 3:47am
Rub-A-Dub-Dub
Rub-a-dub-dub
An old smelly witch boiling in a hot bubbling tub
How to you keep your black roses growing in mud
With piss as my spice
Using a dash of my head lice
To make me appear clean and nice
Once dried off
Prowling the jungle for a Jackal Moth
Who can clasp onto my wicked hand
Offering him seduction in a trickery midnight dance
An ancient spell I am
Seeking from him the comfort of a romance
A façade of mind, body, how do you do, sir
I am not as I appear, as I make...
An old smelly witch boiling in a hot bubbling tub
How to you keep your black roses growing in mud
With piss as my spice
Using a dash of my head lice
To make me appear clean and nice
Once dried off
Prowling the jungle for a Jackal Moth
Who can clasp onto my wicked hand
Offering him seduction in a trickery midnight dance
An ancient spell I am
Seeking from him the comfort of a romance
A façade of mind, body, how do you do, sir
I am not as I appear, as I make...
#dark
#pagan
#magic
#witches
#deception
437 reads
15 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2022 5:24pm
23rd Sep 2022 5:24pm
Old Mother Hubbard (The Witch Who Lived In My Shoe)
There once was an old witch who live far away in an enchanted land
She had so many children vying for her hand
One day she pondered what to do to give her mental peace
A plan to give them their wings under the disguise of her reprieve
One by one she gave unto herself different names
The masking of herself to disguise the dishonor of her fame
Unto her seeds they will become unto their own glory
Sowing seeds but not of her purgatory
The glass slipper unto the King or Queen the farce to the naked human eye
Sweet and sexy words moaned...
She had so many children vying for her hand
One day she pondered what to do to give her mental peace
A plan to give them their wings under the disguise of her reprieve
One by one she gave unto herself different names
The masking of herself to disguise the dishonor of her fame
Unto her seeds they will become unto their own glory
Sowing seeds but not of her purgatory
The glass slipper unto the King or Queen the farce to the naked human eye
Sweet and sexy words moaned...
#dark
#shadows
#monsters
#pagan
#witches
975 reads
10 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 8:30am
5th Aug 2022 8:30am
foundation
The Foundation
When we went to school aeons ago
Christianity and life were easy for a teacher and us.
Jesus on his cross and a disappearing act
Daniel, fighting ogres and lions.
Pupils didn’t believe anything of this
but it passed the time waiting for the school day to end
jumping on our bikes and playing cowboys and Indians
those who lived in America.
But a residue of what we were told stuck
I have been thinking of religion’s origin before
the told stories, entertaining as they were.
I think we need the abstraction of an...
When we went to school aeons ago
Christianity and life were easy for a teacher and us.
Jesus on his cross and a disappearing act
Daniel, fighting ogres and lions.
Pupils didn’t believe anything of this
but it passed the time waiting for the school day to end
jumping on our bikes and playing cowboys and Indians
those who lived in America.
But a residue of what we were told stuck
I have been thinking of religion’s origin before
the told stories, entertaining as they were.
I think we need the abstraction of an...
#mythology
#pagan
#magic
#philosophical
#morality
291 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
4th Aug 2022 9:29pm
4th Aug 2022 9:29pm
From Tentacles, to Pentacles
I'm as tired
As an Octopus
With nine tentative tentacles
But delighted tonight
As i was drawn
To the Queen
Of Pentacles
by Jemia
As an Octopus
With nine tentative tentacles
But delighted tonight
As i was drawn
To the Queen
Of Pentacles
by Jemia
#funny
#fish
#pagan
272 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
2nd May 2022 4:25pm
2nd May 2022 4:25pm
On The Eve Of Green
The sky is now grey
And leaking gently
Wallowing, in the wetness
Abiding
In an hollow abode
Emerald dreams
That carry the mother load
A preemptive silence
On the eve
Of another day
Where the friendly frolicking folk
Of a myriad hoard
Will gather
On this second day
Of May
by Jemia
And leaking gently
Wallowing, in the wetness
Abiding
In an hollow abode
Emerald dreams
That carry the mother load
A preemptive silence
On the eve
Of another day
Where the friendly frolicking folk
Of a myriad hoard
Will gather
On this second day
Of May
by Jemia
#spring
#funny
#pagan
222 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 2:58am
30th Apr 2022 2:58am
Stirring The Cauldron
The phases of the rotating galaxy the seer of the wind child
You will hear my soft whispers to your nebula manifestations to the ear canal so loud
When the clock strikes twelve
The abyss of minions scales the ladder of hell
Searching on earth for that forceful guiding light
Obscured by the cloak of the moon the guardian upon the night
Witches rise, inoculate your wind movements where you stand
Fire, Water, Air, in your sacred imbues, twist to your will as you earthly demand
Within the ritual circle you...
You will hear my soft whispers to your nebula manifestations to the ear canal so loud
When the clock strikes twelve
The abyss of minions scales the ladder of hell
Searching on earth for that forceful guiding light
Obscured by the cloak of the moon the guardian upon the night
Witches rise, inoculate your wind movements where you stand
Fire, Water, Air, in your sacred imbues, twist to your will as you earthly demand
Within the ritual circle you...
#pagan
534 reads
16 Comments
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