Black Magic Poems - Poems about Black Magic

About black magic

One evening, BB and I sat on the couch,
We talked about many topics including black magic. 
The voodoo, curses and dirty tricks.
You were calm and listening,
When I told you I was born
With some basic strange energy.
Premonitions and having visions were some.
Able to predict what happened next was another.
I never want to be trained, or became

The Baneful Sonnets Doom

Dark energy spreads ink across the universe, 
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic. 
As the wheels spin poets' necromantic verse,
dark energy spreads ink across the universe,  
and trumpeting angels’ mighty blasts rehearse.
The baneful sonnets doom driven by tragic.
Dark energy spreads ink across the universe,
dripping scarlet liquid fated by black magic.   

Dark

Only a heart

Only a heart

Only a heart loved you, loved you, beautiful English lady
I still love you, from the train, I can not forget you. Love of you.

Yes, a heart beating to you, still and still waiting for the beating of you
Yes, Emma, drop me, stop your black magic against me; just love of you

Memory, illusion, not

time for black magic

From cult leader wafts a weird smell
What adult can conjure a spell
With words from occult
Which bring the result
That catapults Trump back to hell?

The Mage's Curse

The Mage's Curse

An ageless man has lived here for a thousand years ago
Now, and at all times, an invisible old ruler of this world
His power is bigger than that of any politician or king

He is an invisible person, living like a basic man alone
A general worker during the daytime, but at nighttime…
He is the power

Defeat of Black Magic

From palaces to huts, from courts to marriage halls, from forests to cities
  All placed their heart in something beautiful.
  once in a while when black magic arose in our minds we all meditated 
  to lords and supreme highs.
  we built a place to worship either churches, mosques, or temples.

Black Magic Potions

Black Magic Potions
                                                 

   

Black Magic

I am black magic, sprouting out of dark humus
The Shaman was Mother Earth, I was birthed strong
Black earthen pots on fire made from wet woods, smoking
And a forest of leaves sprinkled into water from Osun’s river
Cowries from the riverbank where Ogun took his bath hung around mother’s neck
As she pushed me out, aided my the

- Black Magic -

The grumpy monsters need to eat
                                  something delicious and sweet
            

Black Magic

It is the magic of night,
It is the fire lovers ignite!
It is a secret within a heart;
And how lovers connect far apart.

It is fathomless ebony eyes;
And the evening sunset glorifies!
Secret passages of lovers' escape-
Familiarity in its black cape.

It is also consummate passion,
And sometimes lurks in fashion!
Darkness colors all the unknown,
Its mystery calls the curious home.

Black Magic Woman

Listen to the way it starts
For more than any song,
It brings me to the 60’s
Where my young self did belong.

I’m with my friends, a Friday night;
The joint is being passed,
With not a thought inside our heads
Our lifestyle wouldn’t last.

The years fly by, those days are gone,
The memory still sweet
Yet it comes front and center
When I

The Dark Girl's Black Magic

Some days I wake up 
Brush my teeth with anxiety 
And braid my hair with pain
There are days I chafe at my dark skin
As insults burn holes in my heart as I walk in
The school corridors 
A sense of alienation hammering into me
I carry anguish on my shoulders 
I feel like my soul is being

Black Magic

                          Soft as mist,
                       slowly advancing 
 

Black Magic

BLACK MAGIC

You work like temptation.
Souls like yours produce money and smoke.
Your laugh is a trigger for gun shots,
a whisper for promises never kept.

I remember when you played the piano
horrible and tricked me to pay for it.
You were the thunder scaring children
in the dark, voice a shadow never there.

Dear Mister Black Magic, you took out the

Black Magic Swindles

Here in Bolehland, one video clip is making its viral round...
A staged episode of how talking to strangers can be far from sound...

The power of black magic via touch or suggestion...
Must be serious enough to warrant this video clip production...

Every so often you hear of people being swindled. ..
From old pensioners soon relieved of their

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