Best Pandora's Box Poems
Wodon gave them song and verse
Promethius gave them fire
Dionysius gave them wine and games
Orpheus played the lyre
Atlas held the world aloft
Fenrir consumed it whole
Ceres gave them seeds and crops
Ran the waves that roll
Pandoras box kept evil locked
Rati set love free
Boreas brought the winters frost
Eostre, springs fertility
But for my name they are nothing,
Upon these you may not call,
For I am christ the jealous god,
And I destroyed them all
So do not sing mousai's songs
Rebrand all festivities
For each of you are heathen
And theres is only me
Scott (loki) MacDonald 2017
You slowly open the door
...."These doors"....
And what is behind them
Quickly leaps out
Trying to take hold
An invitation
Toward the unknown....
The battle begins
Begins, for it's control!
Pandoras box
The forbidden fruit
When will you learn?
When will you know?
How many times
Must you fall?
How many tears
For them all?
A lifetime of lessons
A lifetime of doors
......"Time".......
At the end of the hall
At the end
The end of it all!
How many doors
Have you left to turn?
"When"....Will you ever learn?
These doors, like metaphors....
Knock knock, who's there?
Turn right
No, turn left
Through this door
No, go through that
Past it's corridore, to
It's if and or....
To, it's other door
No, it's many doors
Any doors?
In the end, you shall choose!
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{......Doors.......}
Pandoras box
Filled with unimaginable doom
And unprecedented gloom
Pandoras box
A little box of grief and unendless tears
Bringing perpetual pain to the inquisitive
As they sought for the unsoughtable
Pandoras box
A tiny pang of greatest agony
As it opens to its inquirer with unending nights of horror
Let my curiosity lead me not
To the dreadful box of Pandora
Least I be ostracized and hunted
At the youthful bloom of my days
PANDORA’S BOX
A dull tarnished box was found out amongst the rubbish.
No one knew how it had got there; it could have been lost or stolen,
but an old tramp came across it.
On a cold night he found it while looking for something to eat.
He went down an alley and opened the box up.
Inside was lined with gold; in the gold a young girl’s face was reflected.
She said I’ll give you three wishes.
The tramp’s first wish was for some food, which appeared in front of him
as if by magic.
His second wish was to be happy and his mood changed in the blink of an eye.
His third wish was to be with his dead wife; in a second he was in heaven
by her side, to be in a place of love for all eternity.
Do you always get burned
When you play with fire?
Must you always
Extinguish your desire?
Not to open Pandora’s box
Yet gave the key for me unlock.
You cleaver fox
This box unlock.
For in its contents
I did find
Such confusion for my mind
For out come poring
Contradict emotion flowing
Knew you well
Resist could not
Not to open Pandora’s box
Gave the key
Now take it back
This temptation
I shall free
Free I shall
You from me
For swear I do
And oath forged forth
This desire
extinguish not ignite.
With water held
High in hand
Pouring onto what
Burns within.
Burns under my skin
Revealed too thin
Weakness overcome
Deliverance from.
From this cleaver fox
Custodian Pandora’s box.
Held within content
dreams of nights embrace
Filled and emptiness
Dreams of loves illusion
Lost in passion confusion
Dreams to reality
Never to make
For both to know
To much at stake.
You pried your way deep into their pain and into their pockets
With wickedness and words you popped the lock and opened up Pandoras box
Fueled by the gasoline of greed now you know you just can't slow down or stop
Come down off your crooked cross
They say that truth is a thorn in the side of the sinister
Never meaning what you say
Making messes of the message...a million starts but never a finisher
You only count the cash and never the cost
You liar to the lost
You leach attached to love
You raven in the roost dressed just like a dove
In that system of subtraction you bring liability and loss
Come down off your crooked cross
Getting higher on the praise you're a counterfeit clown
Shooting bible verses just like bullets bringing blood
You sing the same sad song...GIVE UNTIL IT HURTS
Ruthless and relentless till gravity it grips you and pulls you to the ground
Because what goes up comes crashing down
Smiling sick like the sun soon you'll be wearing a frown
Someday you'll have to answer to that big bad boss
Come down off your crooked cross
Maniacal mist of the miracle man...slick shark turned to sushi that's the masters plan
Lion wearing a lambsmask
Looking for a kill you watch innocence get iced
Now your disguises of desire they all get stripped
Sin is staring at you...straight from the abyss
Time to repent before you take that fatal trip
Before your sorry soul gets spent
Just like a rotten apple that fell too hard from grace now you turn to sauce
Come down off your crooked cross
PANDORAS BOX
To have the power of the gods doesn’t mean you should play God
Some things are better left the way they are; don’t wake the sleeping dog
He wanted a body evidence and dug into a murder case that murdered him
The Judge said that the case should have been left to be since the chances are slim.
The day incessantly keeps creeping into the night
The creatures of the night are tired of having surprise daylight
This is halting their business; they sought on a planned surprise attack
The day ignorantly creeped in as usual; darkness swallowed its light like a shark.
Blood is thicker than water
The ingrate bastard thought knowing his biological father could make life better
He persistently sought to know that he disregarded his ever known father
Could life be so horror? The man whose daughter he raped is his biological father.
Some things are better left undone than ever done
Man feels that concerning himself with what concerns him is never enough
He got too busy with another man’s matter; enough got more than enough
He opened the Pandora’s Box; it was far too late to blame himself for attempting.
Lordvip
October, 2013.
changing the rules
changing realities
listing the rules
color coded names and numbers
take me away replace the whole charade
never mention it
and cash it all in for a trade
worry free
list of names
forwarned with a package
three days before the curse
maybe you wil give it up try again
wash your hands clean of this oxymoron
parade the clowns on april fools day
the numbers before the lottery
back against the wall
the clowns all face it eventually
nice way to kick the bucket
what a wow
euphemism
what a trumpet
lady blue picking the flesh off the bones
make it easier if i could
but we ressurect the reason for the abstract itmes
inside this box
a secret hiding place
clues to find me amidst a headless blunder
bleeding in the screams of irony
doubting good intentions
sell it all
double entent
agent come clean
force you in the wide open
and the cats back in the bag
ring the bell
and the box stays closed
now deal with the envelope
stay in my shadow
lick the stamp
names and numbers
what game of thuinder
tru to the color
im losing the value of the ships im sinking
never made me wonder
will i sleep good tonight
quivering on the streets
im falling asleep
will they find me
replace the secret with the magic
replace the magic with the tragic
string them along
knock by knock
one good turn
and ring the bell
we sing and dance and write
cornered this way
mercy of lies
mercy for the liars
believe me when i say it
i sing and dance to break a leg
break my own ankle on center stage to take this away
an age old cliche
corner your mind
to corner mind
together we say the same thing
whats in a name?
the wars we fight over everything
one thing we all had to say
the voice of controversy
the target audience of one
what did he do
under the umbrella
got a box to follow
\corner your mind too
sing and dance
dance and write
the art we create of a color scheme you must be trained to see
the psychology of finger paints
and why red to green doesnt mean anything to the fashionably obique
do the math
lick it stick it
and sickened
never get it but gifted
you couldnt say this but cornered me through your movie magic
break a leg out there
here in my corner trying to pull off a tough combo
a great fall
a broken ankle
stumbling away
following pandoras box to wonder the story of who has the guts to steal on least game
where would i run away from
if i was to play house
how would i figure out how to sabatoge the best thing you could have
and take it home for myself
race around the world
because this manmade miracle pays for itself
never knew anything
a wall of fire
innocents and sheep
wolves clothing
headless blunders
the sense making masks mistakenly sidesteps
and looking backwards at yourself
together we say
i cant believe we did that
but the illlusion this time
is the oppurtunity is a window
shattering the open
Pictures ruined me.
Searching for stuff
that weren't supposed to be found.
The things I could do.
I'm ghosting, because my ID keeps changing.
I opened the pandoras box
and I've let all hell break lose.
The things I could do.
Like being in a dark room and for
the first time you see the sun.
Blinds you, but you keep going.
Trying to find the cause of
the misterious seeing.
Can't you smell it?
It's in your head,
but you can't identify.
That something caught my eye.
Oh the cariousity.
Is it worth finding out more.
What are those pictures?
The things I could do.
right in front of me
whispering to me
taking so quietly
her breath catches
this picture if beauty
with 20 more pounds
anyways
she comes back in
and the way she looks at me
tell me shes been bitten
the poison in her veins
draws her to me
for i wasn't hiding
in pandoras box
i look in her eyes
the poison runs deep
i hold the cure
with no hope of treatment
for i'm still a good guy
and thats not my hand
shes holding on to
It seems I can't forgive myself
For chasing Alices' rabbit
I slipped and fell in the wishing well
And started a life long habit
I want everything-I want you
I'll open the package to see what's inside
I want that beautiful rainbow too
I want everything-I want you
Curiously,it seems I feel
Surrounded by doubt-you've seen it no doubt
But luckily I found the key
To unlock Pandoras' box for me
I want everything-I want you
I'll open the package to see what's inside
I want that beautiful rainbow too
I want everything-I want you
First of all but most of all
This has been the hardest fall
Moments are milestones-milestones are many
Looking for endings-well I haven't any
I got myself into a bit of a pickle,
but there was parts of me that felt tickled,
I fell down a hole like Alice did,
and saw Cheshire cat along the way.
As I skipped through parts of me,
I felt I had split personality,
but one dimension I never felt so free,
I didn't need to be saved.
So effortless,
felt loose and useless,
but in a good way,
euphoric and free,
there's no place I'd rather be.
Then a heard a voice,
the room turned bleak,
I felt I could not speak,
now I really did feel weak.
It was dark and cold,
I needed to come to my senses but didn't know how?
I thought it was some kind of game show,
"that's it you have had your laugh, you can come out now!"
Inside Pandoras box,
was my insecurity,
waiting to come out of this box for other to see,
"please!" I begged "don't do this to me!"
Time felt slow,
and I started to come back to reality,
climbing back up a hole,
this time not literally,
this whole experience,
was just not for me.