Poems About Witches Seeking Honest Critique
#witches
Poems about witches seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:45am
Yesterday 9:45am
Hymn to Witches
Who did Margaret Read see
in her last throes of agony
what must it have been like
to suffer the flames of this world
to fear the fires of the next
the anguish of it,
the terror of such.
As women, it can often feel
as if our choices lie between
shitty and shittier
as if that intuition burning
our hearts and our guts and our blood
is the very thing turning our skin
to ash.
Some nights, my mind finds them
charred in a market square
consumed by ignorant fires
my bones are...
in her last throes of agony
what must it have been like
to suffer the flames of this world
to fear the fires of the next
the anguish of it,
the terror of such.
As women, it can often feel
as if our choices lie between
shitty and shittier
as if that intuition burning
our hearts and our guts and our blood
is the very thing turning our skin
to ash.
Some nights, my mind finds them
charred in a market square
consumed by ignorant fires
my bones are...
#Britain
#murder
#pagan
#witches
#women
50 reads
9 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 4:15pm
14th Apr 2024 4:15pm
Wild wicked witch
I’m a wild wicked witch
That’s right, you heard me bitch
You can poke at me with your sticks
But I’ll never miss a trick
Let me cast a spell
Ensnare you in my hell
You can fight, you can yell
But the magic will always tell
Tell me where you’re hiding
Where you’ve ran, which wall you’re climbing
It’s all just a case of timing
I’m forever learning, forever finding
Finding things I’d left behind
Finding things I’d hidden
Finding things I’d cast aside
To things I’d said good riddance
...
That’s right, you heard me bitch
You can poke at me with your sticks
But I’ll never miss a trick
Let me cast a spell
Ensnare you in my hell
You can fight, you can yell
But the magic will always tell
Tell me where you’re hiding
Where you’ve ran, which wall you’re climbing
It’s all just a case of timing
I’m forever learning, forever finding
Finding things I’d left behind
Finding things I’d hidden
Finding things I’d cast aside
To things I’d said good riddance
...
#fiction
#magic
#witches #NaPoWriMo2024
#witches #NaPoWriMo2024
57 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 00:58am
13th Apr 2024 00:58am
Lady Dark~Series
my darkness escaped me and assaulted my soul
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
weeping in the atmosphere
shrinking in the noise
Lady Dark got to me
leaving me chained in the verses, she explained herself
with a vicious jealousy over me
sanctified night I still shiver
retelling the chaos in the light
telling my Father what his Goddess Madness had done
she was allowed out of her confines to visit me
speaking despicable things
sparking a fire under the man I love
engaging him directly
in an unseemly fashion
I cringe hearing her,...
#love
#mother
#hell #witches
#hell #witches
56 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 1:22am
24th Feb 2024 1:22am
Hektate
Hektate Goddess over magic hear my plea
something is bothering me
I spell on the winds and spin
weaving my words as I go
to catch a spider
venomous little creature
symbolic with an hourglass shape
behold for all women's sake
a metaphor for time
treachery among my own kind
thievery of the soul to snare a man
wickedly she goes
evil manipulations fall from the tongue
pitting one against the other
widow, crone imaginations of taking the throne
delusions of grandeur
sinister telling lets me know ...
something is bothering me
I spell on the winds and spin
weaving my words as I go
to catch a spider
venomous little creature
symbolic with an hourglass shape
behold for all women's sake
a metaphor for time
treachery among my own kind
thievery of the soul to snare a man
wickedly she goes
evil manipulations fall from the tongue
pitting one against the other
widow, crone imaginations of taking the throne
delusions of grandeur
sinister telling lets me know ...
#love
#magic
#witches
80 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2024 4:38am
23rd Feb 2024 4:38am
The Art Of Burning
a solitary figure stands lost in thought
shadows cross my path and I usher them on their way
they are part of the scene
talking to my Father I take note of his mastery
I ask what is wrong with me.
we seem flawed or at least I do
nature merrily goes down her path with fangs bared and venom spewing
I follow after the witches before me
knowing I burned for it in days past
you stir inside me
with the need to touch the dark
and I wonder dare I?
you even encourage me to master my skills
I...
shadows cross my path and I usher them on their way
they are part of the scene
talking to my Father I take note of his mastery
I ask what is wrong with me.
we seem flawed or at least I do
nature merrily goes down her path with fangs bared and venom spewing
I follow after the witches before me
knowing I burned for it in days past
you stir inside me
with the need to touch the dark
and I wonder dare I?
you even encourage me to master my skills
I...
#magic
#witches
106 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 10:06pm
11th Feb 2024 10:06pm
Desired
I scry with my mind on the void
all ye restless spirits come to me
in the between places take heart
I am standing in the immortal rift
Journeyman, please ferry the souls to their desired spaces
corrupted visions, they are off course
lewdly making spectacles of themself
sacred honor, over the River Styx, take them home to hell
seedlings of horror you are bound to me
mischievous chaos wander no more
do as I bid thee
with a nod to the most high, I hone my skills
twilighted grief spell music and spin
on the airs...
all ye restless spirits come to me
in the between places take heart
I am standing in the immortal rift
Journeyman, please ferry the souls to their desired spaces
corrupted visions, they are off course
lewdly making spectacles of themself
sacred honor, over the River Styx, take them home to hell
seedlings of horror you are bound to me
mischievous chaos wander no more
do as I bid thee
with a nod to the most high, I hone my skills
twilighted grief spell music and spin
on the airs...
#love
#dark
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
86 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Feb 2024 7:09pm
4th Feb 2024 7:09pm
Conjure
summoning my powers back to me
I conjure anew
sinister grief expels all belief
there is no light
only darkness from which to feast
dining on shadows I pull fear
no tears will be shed from my soul
I am growing cold
listless hope she is quite dead
seeing through the eyes of a madwoman
better than stuck in my dread
I call to the North
sentient beings of the watch
realize I am among you
the cringing eye sees me
suffocate the greediness within
it does no good
seducing midnight I call ...
I conjure anew
sinister grief expels all belief
there is no light
only darkness from which to feast
dining on shadows I pull fear
no tears will be shed from my soul
I am growing cold
listless hope she is quite dead
seeing through the eyes of a madwoman
better than stuck in my dread
I call to the North
sentient beings of the watch
realize I am among you
the cringing eye sees me
suffocate the greediness within
it does no good
seducing midnight I call ...
#vampires
#magic
#witches
100 reads
8 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
4th Feb 2024 3:52pm
4th Feb 2024 3:52pm
Obsession
I am inside you deeply
obsession in full bloom
despairing my object of fascination
beguiling tempter with raven hair and a piercing stare
seducing my soul
until I crave nothing more
I seek him on the aether
his presence dominants my thoughts
a wicked little grin turns up my lips
it appears as a scowl
I heat the night with love's elixir
just one taste wasn't enough
I must have more of this aphrodisiac
born of mortal blood
I mix his semen with spit from my venomous tongue
and spit it on...
obsession in full bloom
despairing my object of fascination
beguiling tempter with raven hair and a piercing stare
seducing my soul
until I crave nothing more
I seek him on the aether
his presence dominants my thoughts
a wicked little grin turns up my lips
it appears as a scowl
I heat the night with love's elixir
just one taste wasn't enough
I must have more of this aphrodisiac
born of mortal blood
I mix his semen with spit from my venomous tongue
and spit it on...
#lust
#vampires
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
177 reads
5 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
25th Jan 2024 12:29pm
25th Jan 2024 12:29pm
As Above, So Below
The morning glaring sun, cast a glazing sheen on the traffic wet road
that winds into the misty depths.From the backstage of the blinding light,
the trucks fade slowly into view, with a massive form any other but mechanics..
Shapes looming closer and closer,roaring like thunder passing by, fast
as if winter has turned every thing ghostly eerie and scaring.While the bare trees,
lazily shed their dead leaves on the muddy lanes make the view reminiscent of some fairy tales
in some old books on the shelf..
I saw the end of the road...
that winds into the misty depths.From the backstage of the blinding light,
the trucks fade slowly into view, with a massive form any other but mechanics..
Shapes looming closer and closer,roaring like thunder passing by, fast
as if winter has turned every thing ghostly eerie and scaring.While the bare trees,
lazily shed their dead leaves on the muddy lanes make the view reminiscent of some fairy tales
in some old books on the shelf..
I saw the end of the road...
#anxiety
#depression
#apathy
#witches
#GenderDysphoria
107 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
10th Jan 2024 2:44pm
10th Jan 2024 2:44pm
Hide and Seek
Beyond the veil of words and forms
there lies a realm of light and love.
Where mystics soar like graceful swans
and taste the bliss of good above.
To leave behind the world of sense
and dive into the depths of soul.
To find the source of peace immense
and feel the oneness of the whole.
Search the unknown for a clue.
Hope to find something that's true.
Face the risks and the dangers.
Meet the foes and the strangers.
To see the beauty in all things
and hear the music of the spheres.
To touch...
there lies a realm of light and love.
Where mystics soar like graceful swans
and taste the bliss of good above.
To leave behind the world of sense
and dive into the depths of soul.
To find the source of peace immense
and feel the oneness of the whole.
Search the unknown for a clue.
Hope to find something that's true.
Face the risks and the dangers.
Meet the foes and the strangers.
To see the beauty in all things
and hear the music of the spheres.
To touch...
#mirror
#myself
#pagan
#magic
#witches
53 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2024 11:41am
2nd Jan 2024 11:41am
Poem with no rhyme
I let my thoughts fly
and free myself from worries.
I open my heart and connect my essence.
I look at the blue sky and feel at peace.
I watch the celestial Wheel
marveling at its splendor...
the clock of the universe
and the map of my soul.
The Wheel is the different facets of life
that affect our energies and actions.
The Wheel intersperses our shadows and virtues.
Wheel of life,
cycle of death and rebirth,
Wheel of destiny,
path of evolution and growth.
I behold the heavenly Wheel ...
and free myself from worries.
I open my heart and connect my essence.
I look at the blue sky and feel at peace.
I watch the celestial Wheel
marveling at its splendor...
the clock of the universe
and the map of my soul.
The Wheel is the different facets of life
that affect our energies and actions.
The Wheel intersperses our shadows and virtues.
Wheel of life,
cycle of death and rebirth,
Wheel of destiny,
path of evolution and growth.
I behold the heavenly Wheel ...
#spiritual
#mirror
#pagan
#magic
#witches
70 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Dec 2023 3:35pm
12th Dec 2023 3:35pm
A Satanic Inversion
Kent, 1865
In Bethlehem tonight
God's angels weep for what we do
2000 years almost from thence,
as raised above the organ's flues
a deadly inversion rises.
The new Mother, with glucose eyes
and hands of dripping blood outspread
to mock the stigmata as well
as Mary's pieta. The churchyard's dead
say nought of this, the first coming of Hell.
We wyrd sisters in sackcloth stare
at she our masterpiece,
our lady of pleasure. The Kentish winds
are howling now, the lychgate banging back
and...
In Bethlehem tonight
God's angels weep for what we do
2000 years almost from thence,
as raised above the organ's flues
a deadly inversion rises.
The new Mother, with glucose eyes
and hands of dripping blood outspread
to mock the stigmata as well
as Mary's pieta. The churchyard's dead
say nought of this, the first coming of Hell.
We wyrd sisters in sackcloth stare
at she our masterpiece,
our lady of pleasure. The Kentish winds
are howling now, the lychgate banging back
and...
#evil
#devil
#historical #witches
#historical #witches
113 reads
3 Comments
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