ThePalestRider
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 4:48pm
16th Feb 2025 4:48pm
Gilded Damnation, Canto I
From high vaults unseen by mortal sight
Where dawn is woven in golden thread
He fell—not cast, nor willed to flight
But sent, a herald where hope had fled
By Name he was called, though tongues now fail
A flame once pure, now veiled in ash
Bound by word and sacred trail
To tread where ruin meets the lash
He pierced the clouds, the burning veil
Through winds that howled of sundered grace
And saw below, a world made pale
Its heart defiled, a barren waste
No psalms were sung, no voices raised
No watchful saints to...
Where dawn is woven in golden thread
He fell—not cast, nor willed to flight
But sent, a herald where hope had fled
By Name he was called, though tongues now fail
A flame once pure, now veiled in ash
Bound by word and sacred trail
To tread where ruin meets the lash
He pierced the clouds, the burning veil
Through winds that howled of sundered grace
And saw below, a world made pale
Its heart defiled, a barren waste
No psalms were sung, no voices raised
No watchful saints to...
#angels
#apocalypse
#religion
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 1:58am
16th Feb 2025 1:58am
Hail Brigid!
I offer this, my life.
As a sacrifice.
To the restless dead.
To the hungry ghosts.
And all lines that end.
The fury of the tornado is fierce.
And, we have such little time.
Let me defy the fates.
May the Gods accept my offering.
Of blood.
As,
The shedding of blood.
Is sacred.
As a sacrifice.
To the restless dead.
To the hungry ghosts.
And all lines that end.
The fury of the tornado is fierce.
And, we have such little time.
Let me defy the fates.
May the Gods accept my offering.
Of blood.
As,
The shedding of blood.
Is sacred.
#hate
#pagan
#prayer
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 10:50pm
15th Feb 2025 10:50pm
Generation to Generation
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ For what does it mean to pass down from generation to generation, as it was a precious red stone pass down from Generation to Generation. FOR the elders say that the red stone was not created by man, as it came from out of the ground but it was created, by the elements of time. FROM the ancient times of long ago before man even existed in the land, that time has forgotten. For it's sole purpose was as it was presented as a gift, created as a gift that had Mystikal powers. AS it was created out of a...
#dialogue
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#symbolism
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 10:07pm
15th Feb 2025 10:07pm
AQUATIC CREATURE
Diving deeper into the sea
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
Aquatic creature free you be
No hair…No fur…size of a pea
Silver and gold swim passed me
Transparent lesson ye teach me
My eyes now opened to clearly see
The classic beauty of simplicity
Has no need for complexity.
Your loud silence’s deafening pitch
Bothers not anyone - a single inch
Forever hydrated n your tank-water niche
Aquatic creature, you’re no snitch
Muted thoughts – your lesson’s rich:
Minding your own,
You swim alone
Back and forth – to and fro
Therapeutic tranquil...
#Christian
#faith
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
#spiritual #TruthOfLife
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 6:37pm
15th Feb 2025 6:37pm
THE RING
Perfect gift for a special one
Not at random for just ANY ONE
An indestructible expression
of eternal ascension
Fitting for loved ones, lovers or between friends
Band of eternal circle with neither flaw nor end.
Round and round – no corners to turn
Infinite lessons, yet, still left to learn
As all within the circle closer become
Venturing hidden corners still to come
Hearts all beat and join as one.
Perfect expression of an infinite love
Between loved ones or friends joined above
Perfect emblem of an...
Not at random for just ANY ONE
An indestructible expression
of eternal ascension
Fitting for loved ones, lovers or between friends
Band of eternal circle with neither flaw nor end.
Round and round – no corners to turn
Infinite lessons, yet, still left to learn
As all within the circle closer become
Venturing hidden corners still to come
Hearts all beat and join as one.
Perfect expression of an infinite love
Between loved ones or friends joined above
Perfect emblem of an...
#BestFriend
#FirstLove
#friendship
#lover
#marriage
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
15th Feb 2025 11:35am
15th Feb 2025 11:35am
Expose the truth
When there is danger in your path you are given, a chance to chose the path that you will have, to chose to journey and travel and walk. For it's true that you have to learn to realize, that this life was chosen for you to walk, since the first day of your own life. FOR the sole purpose of you learning what you must do for thyself. TO ensure that you have the ability, to manifest that which you want and need. As it is necessary to be able to understand, that it's you are in charge of your own destiny. FOR can't no one make that decision but you, if you want to change your life into your...
#dialogue
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 6:51pm
14th Feb 2025 6:51pm
Mantra
Every night.
I dream I die.
And,
I am reborn in the morning.
I have one foot in that far off place.
One foot in here.
I first went through the ego death.
Of a.
Shaman
At 18.
I channel spirits.
In charnel psychosis.
I am them.
When I act like them.
The mask I wear today.
Is never the mask I wore yesterday.
And, who am I?
Among all these ghosts.
I dream I die.
And,
I am reborn in the morning.
I have one foot in that far off place.
One foot in here.
I first went through the ego death.
Of a.
Shaman
At 18.
I channel spirits.
In charnel psychosis.
I am them.
When I act like them.
The mask I wear today.
Is never the mask I wore yesterday.
And, who am I?
Among all these ghosts.
#pagan
#rebirth
#religion
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 5:41pm
14th Feb 2025 5:41pm
Sublimation of Higher Choirs
I am Master
I take from sinners’ lips
From tongues defiled
From voices drowned in woe
I stand ‘fore Mine Maker
In light too dread to bear
Yet still, I gaze
And in that gaze
I forgive thee all
Thy sins—willing, unwilled
Buried deep or sung aloud
Branded ‘pon thy withered soul
Lo, I purge, I stain, I sanctify
A blade, a fire, a whisper cold
Flesh and spirit, dust and breath
Bound in sorrow, torn by time
Kneel
For I am holy
Kneel
For I am immortal
I take from sinners’ lips
From tongues defiled
From voices drowned in woe
I stand ‘fore Mine Maker
In light too dread to bear
Yet still, I gaze
And in that gaze
I forgive thee all
Thy sins—willing, unwilled
Buried deep or sung aloud
Branded ‘pon thy withered soul
Lo, I purge, I stain, I sanctify
A blade, a fire, a whisper cold
Flesh and spirit, dust and breath
Bound in sorrow, torn by time
Kneel
For I am holy
Kneel
For I am immortal
#heaven
#religion
#spiritual
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 1:09am
14th Feb 2025 1:09am
PERSONIFIED TRUTH
Wondrous beauty so unforeseen
Body tall, straight, and lean
Curvy at the hips, thighs, and waist
Hazel-grey eyes like coated glaze.
Luscious lips – thin and red
Mouth that feeds on fresh-baked bread
With golden-blonde layered strand hair
Her gentle sun--tanned radiance glares.
Loyal-bright and genuine white
Wholesome purity - halogen light
Sheer virgin-beauty standing there
Prim and poignant – naked and bare -
Like a perfect photographic portrait of an artist’s imagery
Her demeanor comes across like linear lines in...
Body tall, straight, and lean
Curvy at the hips, thighs, and waist
Hazel-grey eyes like coated glaze.
Luscious lips – thin and red
Mouth that feeds on fresh-baked bread
With golden-blonde layered strand hair
Her gentle sun--tanned radiance glares.
Loyal-bright and genuine white
Wholesome purity - halogen light
Sheer virgin-beauty standing there
Prim and poignant – naked and bare -
Like a perfect photographic portrait of an artist’s imagery
Her demeanor comes across like linear lines in...
#morality
#TruthOfLife
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Fishmander
Poem Published
14th Feb 2025 00:35am
14th Feb 2025 00:35am
For Violets
In war torn skies the trial begins
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
A witch-hunt for ages untold
Dressed in white but paved in our sins
Silence golden favors the bold
Blades of greed culling deepest red
Welcome home wings of the fallen
Swing the gavel- steadfast they tread
In sacred temples we're walled in
Fester this wound now a calling
After headstones edge marking doom
A glimmer of black strikes out, reaching
Reaching for sangreal, blood in bloom
For violets unbowed, songs in the valley
For violence, its victims of the truth.
#dark
#inspirational
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
#MentalHealth #SelfReflection
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 4:58pm
13th Feb 2025 4:58pm
Stone Angels. Crystalline Demons
Crack of lightning
Clap of thunder
Tears of the clouds
Dead silence
Spires reaching heavenwards
Salvation found
Choirs guide the new saint
Temptation awaits
Trepidations of the fallen
A seven-course sin
On fine silver
In palaces of blood
I see you
Ichor of the Beast
Crown of bone
Form beautifully translucent
A reflection of corruption
Sigils writ in shifting light
Grant the relief of faith clad
Heavy as stone
In the arms and song of the highest
Veiled in...
Clap of thunder
Tears of the clouds
Dead silence
Spires reaching heavenwards
Salvation found
Choirs guide the new saint
Temptation awaits
Trepidations of the fallen
A seven-course sin
On fine silver
In palaces of blood
I see you
Ichor of the Beast
Crown of bone
Form beautifully translucent
A reflection of corruption
Sigils writ in shifting light
Grant the relief of faith clad
Heavy as stone
In the arms and song of the highest
Veiled in...
#angels
#Christian
#devil #morality
#devil #morality
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 4:09pm
13th Feb 2025 4:09pm
SPIRITUAL SUBCONSCIOUSNESS
Have you ever wondered if it was ever possible to be able to see pass, the deepness of your own thoughts into your deepest imagination. As your insight becomes more clearly yet invisible, as the fire of your heart becomes what will you truly may see in the future of your future dreams. For let's take a moment to analyze the deepness of the questions, that has been haunting you, in the depths of your silence as sleep has become a thing of the past, behind unseen eyes. 👁️ For have you ever wondered, if you had a chance to rewrite your life all over again, what would you want to...
#angels
#devil
#God
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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