Bringer Poems - Poems about Bringer

*Phosphorous, Morning Star, has overcome night’s stellar reign and its *lunar embrace. Awakening, I can hear nature’s hum while *myriad flowers are showing their grace. They *lilt in a breeze that’s beckoning me. I follow a path worn and *serpentine. Across some long grass on my way I see two garter snakes *slither; round rocks they twine, but brief is my fright. I’m...

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I’ve called out for the moon and the stars that tagged along, Pleaded with the clouds to guide these arms to where they belong. The severed sky in these lungs has shed far too many wishes and tears; Months and moments have made a million mangled hills disappear. Have the bruised brick roads begun their path? Or am I just...

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Once known as the perfected one, now seen as blight, The bringer of light, cast down to blackness away from divine sight. What if the chance to change was never his right? He now rests in solitude off from the light, Maybe the blanket of nether pleases the bringer of light? What if there’s god in blackness and the devil...

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From a comet’s tail, like pepper on a meal sprinkling down on the land upon the earth, the contagious death the cleansing of God’s hand Genocide made, from a periodic plague swelling numbers of the dead when life departs, with heavy hearts of the times that lay ahead From rich or poor, it seeks for more to feed upon its evil with terrible pain, of...

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From the remnants of a hundred and forty four thousand He is one with a magic wand One with a blurring shadow and a cane towards the sun With a wave shimmering and a mark in his right hand Raging armies from the dark mansion Try to swarm him out of fear For he brings news of vindication Something that...

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Hail, O Storm Bringer Your lightning cracks up the sky As you roll onward Your thunder pounds Earth Trumpeting your arrival Storm Charioteer You ride the cold wind Dark grey clouds your chariot Winged horses flying Torrents of cold rain To soak a dry, thirsty world Falling from your eyes Strong cold winds blasting With every breath you exhale Bowing tree and man You bring snow and...

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Behold the bounty Of berserking bugs, Whilst Barely not blinded By the their bustled busts. I, Bringer of Beatles, Biting abroad, Burrowing deep, Biting a broad, Bolder than brave, But braver than most, Have been this way long, But no need to boast, I am the scurrying, blurring blank line That will band the bugs With all of mankind. I am the blackest, Most burnt, but my bite Will bid you...

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An angel born of grace, Wings, a halo-a bright light Stings. A fall- crash- I’m born again. Burned again. Different skin New air, new hair, new aura. Same voice, exact words “Trust me,” as I stab you in your spine. My voice cracks, skips Curved and edged My sheathed tongue cuts me- The roof of my mouth, my teeth Sharpen the double edged sword that I’m ready...

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BRINGER OF FORGETFULLNESS Bringer of forgetfulness In autumnal scape Full of dry leaves On surface of the dearth In deeper depths of earth. Being of myself Being of cosmos Being of intensity Being of quest. In autumnal evening Cold shadows trembling Embraced by chilly winds Foggish shape now crumbling. Durlabh Singh...

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Ascending like dawn you came, and filled with light my tearful, blinded eyes....

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Limericks by definition are supposed to be bawdy At times mine can be considered just a wee bit naughty Seems you people so nice Are looking for spice So this guy's elected himself as the bringer of saucy...

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Incredible! Where could little girl of her age be going under this cold weather at this hour barefootedly and bareheadedly?What could have sent a poor girl she was to street with just oversized slippers she inherited form her mother, poor enough, jettisoned on this two line express road?These and many more were concerns that...

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Bringer of Old Age Saturn, that's what you always were You move quite slowly At a snail's pace Twenty-nine point forty-six Years, orbit the Sun Named after a god Within the Roman pantheon Of farming and TIME...

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Saturn, you take a very long time to orbit the Sun 29.46 years You were the slowest moving object known in ancient times They who observed you didn't have telescopes Saturn, they thought you were the slowest planet They didn't know about Uranus and Neptune They saw you as taking longer than your brothers and...

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Mastermined racism through religion in order for world peace humbled myself , the former god in heaven to become your homeless king of earth about to rule my lost empire The blackmen typical special ops to prevent genocide East Indian peoples a form of intelligence which has been granted for them on the front lines of a war between two different types of white...

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