Best Cassandra Poems

Revelation Said In Stone
Appeared an Eon ago
of Shame and Sin, Something we all know
But not it's rise, For is has already became Virtue
Flaming Skies from...

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If I be Witch; Enchantress, yes!
Hades own sweet Sorceress
My Siren's Song to him belongs
Medea, may I wear your dress?
By Spell or Charm, I mean no...

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The fractured imprint of Cassandra remains; 
burns bright; pounds at the gates, silenced. She says,
	"Keep Quiet, your words have power. 
Say only, "Let me be...

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She casts a cold breath away -
Almost perishing when a glow
cursed Cassandra with a blow.
On her knees, after a pray,
daydreaming without peace:
Troy befalling again and...

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I flew alone in the white winter night
Cold winds and ice deep within my weary fright
In the night my mind in the darkest of dark
Death...

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VIII

In the minds fixed eye I see five newly discovered graves,              
Headless...

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In Simple words
The devil has no horns
She wears smaug balm, Oh, Lord of the Rings 
She sleeps in El Dorado Street, the Hotels of Svengali
She...

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Some say mankind’s a blight upon the Earth
That left alone would be a paradise
But sucks its blood and lays on it a curse
Destined to burn...

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On this peaceful solitude I stand
A barren golden area trampled by me
Miles and miles and miles I’ve walked
Empty-handed, broken-hearted, mind-numbed 
Relentless destiny, you’ve fooled me
I’ve...

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Lover, when you and I began
It seemed our time was endless
I would say that Cassandra had been our prophet of light
We believed what she told...

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Three Forty Five Connection


Wednesday afternoon? I don’t remember
Technology---helper drives me crazy
Not a magic mirror you brought me
Yesterday afternoon? I don’t remember 
Seeing each other, both...

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I hate my life 
My souls are damaged it’s full of pure hell that I can’t take it back it’s like listening to that awful...

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Becoming an on-air personality has always been
my dream
So I studied Mass Com in the University of
Kareem
I worked for a radio station, TREASURE fm
Where I anchored...

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Silent pulses of Krileanine’s Pentagram
Lure the young men of the hamlet Lönam
Oh how she sains them with The Heptagram
Curiosity killed the cat
And made the Nightbeast

Darkly,...

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BETRAYAL
Cassandra  in me, you unleashed
I sense in you a sunken moon
You served me a casserole 
Of limping dreams, hollow love
and deaf weeping dolls......
Looming from...

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