Poems about Witches and Witchcraft
#witches
Poems about witches and witchcraft, here you'll find poetry about magic and spells. From Halloween poems about evil witches on broomsticks, to poetry about white witches and modern Wicca practices.
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Witch
I think that I'd have been happy
if I'd been born a witch.
Without any toes but still able
to dance, and ride above
the steeples of
this green Jerusalem's churches.
To creep in through the chimney pots,
to make brews in the dark,
to draw a set of lots
on each Samhain
to see whose cattle dies this night.
A mark impervious to pain
spread out inside one arm, a dark wine stain
that says I'm joined
in what God leaves as undiscerned,
the skittering, the sins conjoined.
if I'd been born a witch.
Without any toes but still able
to dance, and ride above
the steeples of
this green Jerusalem's churches.
To creep in through the chimney pots,
to make brews in the dark,
to draw a set of lots
on each Samhain
to see whose cattle dies this night.
A mark impervious to pain
spread out inside one arm, a dark wine stain
that says I'm joined
in what God leaves as undiscerned,
the skittering, the sins conjoined.
#Halloween
#historical
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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Heavy
feeling the moment I sigh it's so heavy
picking it up I feel the deep need concealed inside
dragging me down into it
I allow myself to fall
touching the air around me
disturbing the howling silence
it is livid with the feeling
arousing my senses I feel a cut
the smell of copper pennies on the winds
lulls me to a place of black occult love
need overcomes my voice of reason
there is a witchy itch on the night's mind
he will seduce his choice of maidens
secrets of a coven are kept
no tongues to wag ...
picking it up I feel the deep need concealed inside
dragging me down into it
I allow myself to fall
touching the air around me
disturbing the howling silence
it is livid with the feeling
arousing my senses I feel a cut
the smell of copper pennies on the winds
lulls me to a place of black occult love
need overcomes my voice of reason
there is a witchy itch on the night's mind
he will seduce his choice of maidens
secrets of a coven are kept
no tongues to wag ...
#love
#witches
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Black Witch
Black witch clothed in the beams of the Moon
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
You're the Barbie Doll for Lucifer
Hear her chanting with the howling wolves, the Devil's tunes
Embraced by the winds
She'll lay y’all in a candy casket
Luring me towards sin
Black witch blowing out her mane with Aqua Net,
Painting her eyes electric blue and her lips blood-red
Black leather bitch of Satan dancing on your grave,
Licking your soul, smell the scent of death
Halloween is her time,
As the 31st is drawing near
Lock your windows, bolt your doors,
Will you...
#fear
#Halloween
#horror
#rhyming
#witches
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XoXoWitchXoXo
I’m in love with a witch
wears all black
with an upside-down crucifix
has a phat ass and big tits
all my friends are jealous
they call her my gothic girlfriend
but she is so much more than that
with hazel eyes
she sees right through my soul
if I didn’t know better
I’d say she put a spell on me
It’s weeks she makes me beg
but on that glorious day
she said –“don’t fuck me over
or I’ll curse you”
right before pulling out my cock
and sucking me off
everyday after I would send her songs
love poems and...
wears all black
with an upside-down crucifix
has a phat ass and big tits
all my friends are jealous
they call her my gothic girlfriend
but she is so much more than that
with hazel eyes
she sees right through my soul
if I didn’t know better
I’d say she put a spell on me
It’s weeks she makes me beg
but on that glorious day
she said –“don’t fuck me over
or I’ll curse you”
right before pulling out my cock
and sucking me off
everyday after I would send her songs
love poems and...
#Halloween
#UnrequitedLove
#witches
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Night Of The Witches
Wicked
witches
wove
Dark
magic,
potions,
and
spells
Scary
Halloween!
by Jemia
witches
wove
Dark
magic,
potions,
and
spells
Scary
Halloween!
by Jemia
#Halloween
#magic
#witches
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spooky table talk
on a moonlit night
in the scent of fresh blood
the clock strikes twelve
in the whispers of unrequited love
two souls collide terrifyingly
they plan to have fun until the morning light
from the bowl of flesh,
he picks up a piece and rubs it on her
he breaks her red nails
hanging in the air with his sharp teeth
the guests at a wickedly sexy party
watch this sex act sultry
with a devilish smile,
he pulls her half-cut lip apart with
his drumsticks-adorned finger and swallows...
in the scent of fresh blood
the clock strikes twelve
in the whispers of unrequited love
two souls collide terrifyingly
they plan to have fun until the morning light
from the bowl of flesh,
he picks up a piece and rubs it on her
he breaks her red nails
hanging in the air with his sharp teeth
the guests at a wickedly sexy party
watch this sex act sultry
with a devilish smile,
he pulls her half-cut lip apart with
his drumsticks-adorned finger and swallows...
#ghosts
#witches
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WHEN NIGHT FALLS
When night falls and with the shade darkness of night, with it's every dim lights that goes out, as they surround your thoughts. AS it creates shadow images of human shadows against the wall. 🧱 But yet as soon as you close your eyes and reopen, 👁️👁️ only to reveal the sounds of silent whispers of shadows. Dancing in complete darkness of footsteps only leaving behind, no real steps to visually to see. Yet do you know what does it mean, when you saw with your own eyes. 👁️👁️ For is it just a mirage or has your own thoughts, been...
#ghosts
#StreamOfConsciousness
#vampires
#werewolves
#witches
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Lamb
Contain
the heart and the cut.
Contained heart
in what you are looking for,
silent by passion
that emanates from him
unable to get his wish.
You presume to reach the stars,
ascending pride,
pulled to the lowest level.
Loved like a lamb
with the heart of a panther,
you want to reach stars.
Heart in hand
like the purest clay.
No accumulation of wonders
about him.
Because in the center
the name is protected.
Beloved, like scarlet
on the edges of the lips.
Glowing like fire ...
the heart and the cut.
Contained heart
in what you are looking for,
silent by passion
that emanates from him
unable to get his wish.
You presume to reach the stars,
ascending pride,
pulled to the lowest level.
Loved like a lamb
with the heart of a panther,
you want to reach stars.
Heart in hand
like the purest clay.
No accumulation of wonders
about him.
Because in the center
the name is protected.
Beloved, like scarlet
on the edges of the lips.
Glowing like fire ...
#curse
#dark
#magic
#mystery
#witches
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Midnight In The Park
The witching hour
Like a blossoming lily white flower
Arrives at twelve o'clock midday
For those that go the white witch way
The others long for a midnight dark
Where they linger in the park
Dancing, and prancing, and drinking mead
Casting spells, and occasional smells,
Of a very distinctive breed
I don't see myself as particularly dark
But i quite fancy midnight in the park
by Jemia
Like a blossoming lily white flower
Arrives at twelve o'clock midday
For those that go the white witch way
The others long for a midnight dark
Where they linger in the park
Dancing, and prancing, and drinking mead
Casting spells, and occasional smells,
Of a very distinctive breed
I don't see myself as particularly dark
But i quite fancy midnight in the park
by Jemia
#funny
#magic
#pagan #witches
#pagan #witches
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Sew it Up
There’s a hole in the sky
Can we sew it up
There’s a hole in me
Can I repair myself
There’s a hole in basic decency
Can we put it back together
In spite of ourselves and what comes next
Can we sew it up
There’s a hole in me
Can I repair myself
There’s a hole in basic decency
Can we put it back together
In spite of ourselves and what comes next
#angels
#devil
#ghosts #witches
#ghosts #witches
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Witching
The witch's hour is long and weary.
But I've got a thought or at best a theory.
Your hexes, spells, and even love potions don't work on me like your Bath and Body Works lotions.
You straddle me like a broom stick ready to take flight.
There is no doubt in me that tonight's that night.
I may not be versed in all your subductions
Or how you got me hooked with your hips in motion.
Now I see what that crystal ball meant about me being broken.
As you scream in tongues, only half words being spoken.
But I've got a thought or at best a theory.
Your hexes, spells, and even love potions don't work on me like your Bath and Body Works lotions.
You straddle me like a broom stick ready to take flight.
There is no doubt in me that tonight's that night.
I may not be versed in all your subductions
Or how you got me hooked with your hips in motion.
Now I see what that crystal ball meant about me being broken.
As you scream in tongues, only half words being spoken.
#erotic
#Halloween
#seductive
#sex
#witches
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Sacred Dust
In moonlight’s glow
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
and shadows grey
wafting incense
and cleansing sage
a coarsen circle of salt
seals shut the gate
A potion of spells
begins to take hold
a Life-force of energy
emanating Love
Transcendental planets
begin to align—
Uranus, Neptune
and Pluto by design
The binds of ancient portals
release their sacred lock
Spirits of our Ancestors
beyond the veil come forth
Incandescent bodies of light
illuminate the hour
Ashes of Earth begin to rise ...
#magic
#pagan
#witches
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DU Poetry : Poems about Witches and Witchcraft