Cabalistic Poems - Poems about Cabalistic

...Once in a blue moon, in the circuit of the cryptic sky appears the transcendental fusion, when the acquiescence of the sky emerges to display two heavenly bodies most exotic phases of union. On t......Read the rest...

...Who will try to comprehend? Appreciate the moon’s character She is hushed, quite soundless Inept to express her frame of mind Through the paper and the pen… But she envisions us her spirits In ......Read the rest...

...I stand alone a barking tree, where silent sorrows of ripples flee, No one hears my calamity, wearing weeps of my raped reality… Branches droop to ice-cold ground, solitudes surface of ......Read the rest...

...The whips of smoke was thickly spiraled all over my face, I stood at the shrine, rather the church, The eerie and somber silence within the cave scourged me, As the nocturnal owls spoke cabalis......Read the rest...

...Systemic symmetries of destruction, gorging with thoughtless consumption… Within the bowls of corruption, enslaved by the sanguinary skins of seduction… Butterflies bloom to demonic deeds, ......Read the rest...

...A euphoric emptiness that lasts forever An eternity trapped in tangled time Emotions that fly through the nilpotent never A lasting love with a calamitous climb Floating memories that sail thro......Read the rest...

...Byword (I) Tittle tattle tales rattle. Cabalistic cabals in cans: Malicious mélange of melees. Mummers murmur, mumchance mumble. Mummichog: the perfidious Fundulus heteroclitus- For t......Read the rest...

...I say I find myself trapped in some sort of sadistic paradigm With my eyes closed she’s still deciding whether she should delete this baby, I guess she’s on borderline They’re getting closer; ......Read the rest...

...It is night yet in the West and the planes land between listlessly burning tarmac lamps stealthy fingers scurrying through diadems of neons halogens and amber ......Read the rest...

...Another simpleton in this aimless lunacy Narcotic this reality is imbibed with but so much i love this narcomania Occassionally Odious to myself but more so to those i love Ugly or pretty it does de......Read the rest...

...Ribbons of light rained down tonight, From a moonless, inky sky. So bright they were as they blew about, So near and yet so high. I watched transfixed in wonderment, As they twisted and billowed out......Read the rest...

...Remain hidden from me the uncertainties of tomorrow, Whether I’ll have enough or shall be forced to borrow; Whether it shall hatch the pregnant egg of dreams Or shall remain hidden from me its cab......Read the rest...