Poems About Witches Seeking Honest Critique
#witches
Poems about witches seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Today 00:11am
Today 00:11am
Greed
conflicted glory elevate your place so you can hold false visions
You think those riches are yours to keep
nah but thanks for collecting um
I'm spelling on the air
keep up if you dare follow
deep dimensional rifts
A Witches glory watch it ring true
There will be no exit Hectate
You might need to hesitate, sister of no value
corrupt is an idea
that you masturbate to
feed the Masters of Hell
Stygian witches stingy bitches where it counts
they claim they don't know your rottenness
A gate key, no tech...
You think those riches are yours to keep
nah but thanks for collecting um
I'm spelling on the air
keep up if you dare follow
deep dimensional rifts
A Witches glory watch it ring true
There will be no exit Hectate
You might need to hesitate, sister of no value
corrupt is an idea
that you masturbate to
feed the Masters of Hell
Stygian witches stingy bitches where it counts
they claim they don't know your rottenness
A gate key, no tech...
#curse
#witches
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NP_NP
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 5:25am
24th Feb 2025 5:25am
The Cauldron
You see, I've always hated the word witch, Shaman, medicine man I never really mind,
but healer now that rolls off the tongue,
sweet as honey, light as breath.
And yet, the record spins again,
Lana’s voice calling the Season of the Witch,
over and over, an old vinyl whisper,
crackling like firelight in the dark.
They all think they’re different—
but they’re all the same.
Just words shifting shape,
just names draped in different robes.
I used to dream of flying,
too bad I can’t.
But I...
but healer now that rolls off the tongue,
sweet as honey, light as breath.
And yet, the record spins again,
Lana’s voice calling the Season of the Witch,
over and over, an old vinyl whisper,
crackling like firelight in the dark.
They all think they’re different—
but they’re all the same.
Just words shifting shape,
just names draped in different robes.
I used to dream of flying,
too bad I can’t.
But I...
#dark
#gothic
#witches
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 00:20am
13th Feb 2025 00:20am
vanquished
decrepit darkness, at my front door
with thoughts of lust and nothing more
insidious need, I fear, crept up
and I shew it away
inside the dusky, drool
cobwebbed and forgotten
slithering through the night
its mouth agape
a crone, spoke a spell against me
dark of day
bleak in hate
a turnkey and a latch
do not let this woman pass
secreted treachery, upon my bodice lain
sulking in the shadows resenting my beauty
its faith in the dark arts
it utter more enchantments
seek and search, upon...
with thoughts of lust and nothing more
insidious need, I fear, crept up
and I shew it away
inside the dusky, drool
cobwebbed and forgotten
slithering through the night
its mouth agape
a crone, spoke a spell against me
dark of day
bleak in hate
a turnkey and a latch
do not let this woman pass
secreted treachery, upon my bodice lain
sulking in the shadows resenting my beauty
its faith in the dark arts
it utter more enchantments
seek and search, upon...
#dark
#love
#lust #witches
#lust #witches
126 reads
5 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:09pm
5th Feb 2025 3:09pm
Latter-Day Witch
for Ann
As tall and white as gypsum lace hung high,
With eyes that kings would seek to tell
The outcomes of their wars when God
Became gnomic, a Galilean witch.
A country wife to manors born,
Yet also hermit, wise woman.
She lies in graves and pulls from ancient sod
The origins of death, and scouts the skies
For strange objects that linger in the arch.
She knows more lore than folks can tell,
She knows the meaning of each knell,
For whom it calls to heaven and to hell.
And lastly I can say she lives in Essex...
As tall and white as gypsum lace hung high,
With eyes that kings would seek to tell
The outcomes of their wars when God
Became gnomic, a Galilean witch.
A country wife to manors born,
Yet also hermit, wise woman.
She lies in graves and pulls from ancient sod
The origins of death, and scouts the skies
For strange objects that linger in the arch.
She knows more lore than folks can tell,
She knows the meaning of each knell,
For whom it calls to heaven and to hell.
And lastly I can say she lives in Essex...
#historical
#magic
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
58 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 2:00am
5th Feb 2025 2:00am
witchery
jaded art speaks of violence
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
#dark
#witches
101 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 4:38am
27th Jan 2025 4:38am
so mote it be
weeping night, behold me
speaking things into being
a spell is on the air
let it ring true
truest of hearts, shine
bind the darkness, that threatens
raven's breast
and some essence of belladonna, to sweeten
please, bring him to me
entranced of vision
let it be love
honest affection, from deep within
midnight's need, hastens the magic
on the altar of hope, an offering
my ailment known
I got a feeling you know my pain
aching lust between two
nothing to be done for it
it just is ...
speaking things into being
a spell is on the air
let it ring true
truest of hearts, shine
bind the darkness, that threatens
raven's breast
and some essence of belladonna, to sweeten
please, bring him to me
entranced of vision
let it be love
honest affection, from deep within
midnight's need, hastens the magic
on the altar of hope, an offering
my ailment known
I got a feeling you know my pain
aching lust between two
nothing to be done for it
it just is ...
#love
#lust
#witches
85 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 11:44pm
26th Jan 2025 11:44pm
stir
they say hush now girl don't stir the air
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
conjuring wayward spirits
with witchy spells meant to entrance
sacred art what comes naturally
it's natural it can't be evil
occult knowledge falls from my lips
rolling off the tongue rhythmically
riding the winds to where you are
caressing your aura, the devil blushes
inside the need you are bidden
seeking the rite I rise to the occasion
mingling with lusty desire
my body tingles
and my mind is aware
dark music, exudes from my soul
troubling the winds ...
#magic
#witches
99 reads
8 Comments
mitjima
Lunarbitsh
Lunarbitsh
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 6:20am
24th Jan 2025 6:20am
w i t c h 2 0 0 9
#deception
#fear
#memories
#secrets
#witches
63 reads
1 Comment
NP_NP
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 3:17am
24th Dec 2024 3:17am
A Witches Embrace
Religion was forged to keep us in chains,
A lie whispered soft to silence our flames.
They spoke of submission as God’s decree,
But some of us carry Lilith’s legacy.
Witches, we wield the primordial might,
A power unspoken, yet burning bright.
Do not ask how—I simply know,
This truth is etched in the marrow below.
It’s no man who belongs at the sacred stand,
But a woman commanding, her voice to expand:
"Take up your brooms, sisters, let the ritual flow,
With mudras of power, let the energies grow."
...
A lie whispered soft to silence our flames.
They spoke of submission as God’s decree,
But some of us carry Lilith’s legacy.
Witches, we wield the primordial might,
A power unspoken, yet burning bright.
Do not ask how—I simply know,
This truth is etched in the marrow below.
It’s no man who belongs at the sacred stand,
But a woman commanding, her voice to expand:
"Take up your brooms, sisters, let the ritual flow,
With mudras of power, let the energies grow."
...
#confessional
#dark
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
#witches
122 reads
1 Comment
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 9:21pm
14th Dec 2024 9:21pm
NO TURNING BACK
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️. As a writer of unspoken words, yet here and now I find myself just lost. For what I wanna say about how I feel, and what I have been thinking, about for sometime now. ⌚ For sure it goes much deeper than deep into, the underground of insanity and madness, that will cut like a double edge sword ⚔️ dripping blood to the ground 😞 of a dead empty soul. 😧 YET I once said that I don't wanna go back, to where I've been before living, in a state 😞 of mind games and illusions of things, from the...
#vampires
#werewolves
#witches #zombies
#witches #zombies
90 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 1:53pm
9th Dec 2024 1:53pm
Unwitched
Ablaze bewitching conjurers dance.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
Enchantment flames gather, hex ignite.
#curse
#fire
#magic
#pagan
#witches
106 reads
8 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 8:25am
1st Dec 2024 8:25am
WHAT IF IT WAS ALL A LIE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️.
What if it was all a
lie, to have the ones that believe there is things, behind the curtains that you can't see 👁️👁️ the real, deepness of the truth about what is happening in real time. ⌚ For sure what if Biden, has put into place a plan to destroy the world 🌎 That has been change by the powers that be 🤨 to have us all not believe what we really see. AS long as we continue to wear the blinders, covering our own eyes and closing off our mind to...
What if it was all a
lie, to have the ones that believe there is things, behind the curtains that you can't see 👁️👁️ the real, deepness of the truth about what is happening in real time. ⌚ For sure what if Biden, has put into place a plan to destroy the world 🌎 That has been change by the powers that be 🤨 to have us all not believe what we really see. AS long as we continue to wear the blinders, covering our own eyes and closing off our mind to...
#monsters
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#vampires
#witches
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4 Comments
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