Pagan by Top Critiquers Poems
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pagan by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
An Unknown Land
Far away
Windblown, beyond the unknown
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
Windblown, beyond the unknown
A pale autumn moon
Glows onto the ruins
Etched in stone
An unknown hand
Long forgotten
In the distant future
Eternal flame to the next of kin
#nature
#pagan
#spiritual
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mortify
ever shaded in purple
such is life the spice of it
snuff out the tales that make no sense
or erect a statue to them
sacrificing everything to it
give your blood and sweat
until it has a voice
louder than your ability to silence it
mortification your honor slipped
and you already have a slippery tongue
secrets of your carnal worship
wrapped up with the whitewashed tale you've been told
all to distract people from the truth
powerful knowledge is forgotten
and your lies have risen as giants
still...
such is life the spice of it
snuff out the tales that make no sense
or erect a statue to them
sacrificing everything to it
give your blood and sweat
until it has a voice
louder than your ability to silence it
mortification your honor slipped
and you already have a slippery tongue
secrets of your carnal worship
wrapped up with the whitewashed tale you've been told
all to distract people from the truth
powerful knowledge is forgotten
and your lies have risen as giants
still...
#magic
#morality
#pagan
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Broken-record
I.
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
I wish I was a Witch
imbued through grace
beget by the knowledge of Truth
to combat ignorance
I'd proudly proclaim the title
bowing to Mother Nature
for gifting me the moniker
of so brave the women
—maiden, mother, and crone—
who suffered under religiosity
from pointy fingers
and judgmental tongues
condemning them to death
II.
...
#magic
#pagan
#universe #witches
#universe #witches
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24 Comments
Our Future Baby … ( Box Heads )
Yeah
I’m back with those guys
Did I ever leave ?
But now there’re weirder than ever
Reflecting modern times
Soon they will control you and me
Once AI gets a hold of them
Scary thought
Embrace them now while they are friends
Feed them love
That’s their only need
A hand job maybe on their birthday
Intimacy is not necessarily their calling
Yet we keep coming back to them
I do anyway
Their creator and mentor
Box Heads
Sexy in a dystopian kind of way
Everything is sex
Xo
Baby
I’m back with those guys
Did I ever leave ?
But now there’re weirder than ever
Reflecting modern times
Soon they will control you and me
Once AI gets a hold of them
Scary thought
Embrace them now while they are friends
Feed them love
That’s their only need
A hand job maybe on their birthday
Intimacy is not necessarily their calling
Yet we keep coming back to them
I do anyway
Their creator and mentor
Box Heads
Sexy in a dystopian kind of way
Everything is sex
Xo
Baby
#art
#LifeAsAWriter
#love
#pagan
#StreamOfConsciousness
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30 Comments
Incantations
Veiled, she sweeps back into view.
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
Conjured from thaumaturgist nights
the new moon in the old moon's lieu
has crescent gold for her last rites,
though lingering is not allowed
when her orbit has dates to keep,
behind clear skies, or cryptic cloud,
conducive to Morphean creep,
slowly...slewing...into...a...DREAM....
where sunlight off high castles bounce
into a laudanum lunar beam
and crater dragons lurk and pounce
in druidic charms of making...
another spell of love...awaking!
#magic
#pagan
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11 Comments
Remembering Beginnings and Origins
Transported to a place
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
Before time
After space
A voice rises from the deep
A song in the present
From the ancient past
Calls to the human spirit
You can hear the soul speak
Communing with ancestors
A language that transcends the ages of man
A recollection of past lives
Remembering beginnings and origins
The ways of the past have not really been forgotten
You can hear it in the beat of the drum
In strings
In chords
Without words
You feel it
Like magic
Releasing its power through music
#music
#pagan
#magic
240 reads
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Unwitched
Ablaze bewitching conjurers dance.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
#curse
#fire
#magic
#pagan
#witches
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6 Comments
The Day Of Reckoning (COTS)
To know the mark of the beast, look upon they embedded of thy kissed face
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
Weaken mentalities to deal with the channeling of self, yet a two legged entity walking among thy human race
Royalty has pressed upon the lip's civilizations taste
Rage festering from the fountains of a forgotten livid youth
The is the eighth eclipsed of the soul denounced living in the darkness of denied truth
Reliving moments of stolen time from a descend into chaos formed its own new rebirth
Until...
#faith
#pagan
#philosophical
#religion
#spiritual
170 reads
5 Comments
Soul
Cast grey deceitful
Memorial imagery
Graven idol death
Memorial imagery
Graven idol death
#curse
#fate
#mythology
#pagan
#senryu
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2 Comments
Slow-Burn
#pagan
#philosophical
#spiritual
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0 Comments
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
577 reads
33 Comments
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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