Poems About Witches by Top Critiquers
#witches
Poems about witches by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Oct 2024 6:03pm
28th Oct 2024 6:03pm
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
101 reads
6 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
Consume to be Exhumed
Good morning Mr. Baskin. It has been a while since I have seen you here? What seems….” The doctor’s voice trails off when he realizes that his patient does not look well at all.
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
#witches
#zombies
163 reads
15 Comments
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
68 reads
3 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
14th Nov 2024 10:24pm
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
415 reads
24 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
26th Jan 2021 6:10pm
26th Jan 2021 6:10pm
Monsters: Ep. 2 The Succubus
My R.E.M...
First dream..
The nights I spent with my succubus..
Made me more powerful than a Roman dominus..
Combined element forces, we kind of isotopes..
Clutched invisibly outta reach of telescopes..
Memory rickets series of so fortunate events..
Second dream..
Strangled me with a tourniquet asleep in the absence of the succubus..
Reaching a point I almost forget my sobriquet is Nostradamus..
Them jealous Katrina's my teenage bitch..
In a union prophesied by...
First dream..
The nights I spent with my succubus..
Made me more powerful than a Roman dominus..
Combined element forces, we kind of isotopes..
Clutched invisibly outta reach of telescopes..
Memory rickets series of so fortunate events..
Second dream..
Strangled me with a tourniquet asleep in the absence of the succubus..
Reaching a point I almost forget my sobriquet is Nostradamus..
Them jealous Katrina's my teenage bitch..
In a union prophesied by...
#monsters
#vampires
#witches
416 reads
4 Comments
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
75 reads
0 Comments
Pete_25
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2024 10:58am
23rd Sep 2024 10:58am
Realign
Midnight large
Your soul is mine
Echoes charge
Stealing time
Tonight the stars
Lose their shine
Heaven and hell
Realign
Your soul is mine
Echoes charge
Stealing time
Tonight the stars
Lose their shine
Heaven and hell
Realign
#ghosts
#monsters
#vampires #witches
#vampires #witches
203 reads
24 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Oct 2023 00:39am
29th Oct 2023 00:39am
Hecatean Pursuits
#moon
#night
#TruthOfLife
#evolution
#witches
181 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
90 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th Mar 2023 1:51pm
19th Mar 2023 1:51pm
The Shack in the Woods
A little boy wondered into the green woods
Not too far away from the church picnic grounds
For on this Easter egg hunt he wanted all the goods
So he thought he would have to go beyond the bounds
He came upon an old wooden crooked shack
“This is where I might find that egg laying hare”
Thinking this was a special place he never looked back
But the boy didn’t understand this was a witch’s lair
A scraggly old looking woman came outside
And saw the boy much to her surprise and delight
The little boy stared right back at her...
Not too far away from the church picnic grounds
For on this Easter egg hunt he wanted all the goods
So he thought he would have to go beyond the bounds
He came upon an old wooden crooked shack
“This is where I might find that egg laying hare”
Thinking this was a special place he never looked back
But the boy didn’t understand this was a witch’s lair
A scraggly old looking woman came outside
And saw the boy much to her surprise and delight
The little boy stared right back at her...
#Easter
#scary
#witches
242 reads
4 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
6th Mar 2023 11:30pm
6th Mar 2023 11:30pm
Standing at the gates of Hell
Your house sits on Mount Hermon.
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
Drinking blood with me from a wine glass.
Sharing pain and suffering sip after sip.
Becoming one soul in that moment.
Fallen angels breaking free from bondage.
Seeing how far and fast we can fall,
once the chains were removed.
Black wings in a transfiguration.
Displaying the most magnificent sins.
Steeped in sorrow and sadness.
The Watchers, no longer just watching.
So seduced by mortal witches.
Seeing heaven as a prison.
Needing this never-ending strife.
That only a young...
#lust
#dark
#angels
#hell
#witches
643 reads
22 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 6:00pm
7th Nov 2024 6:00pm
Tourniquet - with Crimsin
With extracts of the occults alchemy
from the thimble of bol weevil needle
summoned by ancient ears listening
sealed by the wax of silence flourishing
in the infernal well of philosophical doom
wiles and wisdom of the moon's poultice
from the dark rocking chair.
bleeding eyes, a tourniquet for the throat
vice needs are understood
heedless of the call to reckon
misfortunate for the damned and wandering
the night shines no more
the grave challenges you for their souls
the River Styx to burn, eternal
their voices...
from the thimble of bol weevil needle
summoned by ancient ears listening
sealed by the wax of silence flourishing
in the infernal well of philosophical doom
wiles and wisdom of the moon's poultice
from the dark rocking chair.
bleeding eyes, a tourniquet for the throat
vice needs are understood
heedless of the call to reckon
misfortunate for the damned and wandering
the night shines no more
the grave challenges you for their souls
the River Styx to burn, eternal
their voices...
#collaboration
#dark
#witches
128 reads
9 Comments
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