Chalice Poems - Poems about Chalice

Blinded by a carousel of fragmented glistening glass An image of self, pieced together by my own hands unworth, Each jagged shard cuts deep the chalice of a selfish heart 'Til blood, like words, curdle in the bowels of my own thoughts, A faceless demere dissects the contents I lavishly once did court. We are all unseen gladiators...

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Broken lines of poetry Are all that's left to see A page of forgotten memories To cheer the heart in me Memories so cherished kept That too soon turn to gray And in the end the storms of life Twist the cruelest fate your way With each soul that passed on by As people come and go Leaving, dying, mostly crying In the end, it is...

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I have seen the destitute in their health and company, More joyful than a lonely king languishing on his throne: On his deathbed, you see him defeatedly lay, With not a single reason to stay. His cure wasn’t served in a golden chalice, And his gloomy prison was his mighty palace. Nor...

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I the chalice Overflow with letters Sylabuls similes vowels Fusing them together Written by the feather A quill in the past Now on a tablet Notebook with biro The words still flow Poetry is my muse I try not to confuse The words written to help Society from destruction People self identify Freedom to ask WHY ? Words have no agenda Font can be slender together are powerful written words from poets Inner thoughts...

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Swimming in a pool of blood- Baptized in my own sins. Dancing with my demons Almost as though we were friends. Soaking in my misery- And I cannot evade. The memories inside of me - That I relive every day. I've tried to understand. Why I deserved the wrath of rage. Or why I had to suffer- By the hands of the...

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Time for Holy Communion and chalice Not one for Methuselah-old malice; You ought to have dumped it at church entrance To sought redemption give the fullest chance; Holy Communion with spiritual police Watches the terribly upset Alice, Who is right now doing an asked Lord’s Dance With a rock of a heart and concealed lance. We all can guess your lame consolation, Times...

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They journeyed through the woods Over the mountains and hills The book spoke about them It said nothing about their adventure It said nothing about their sojourn To retrieve the lost chalice Mysteriously stolen Enchanted and bewitched It had brought calamities and havoc on the land Strange things had befallen them Anguish and apparition clouded each day The chalice sat in a chamber in the...

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It was on that quiet night, while all the roses rested and reposed that the angels appeared in the Chalice of winter's bright lit snow...

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6/9/22 Apparently far from tacit Near endless racket In day light and pitch blackness For the sane and those in strait jackets Dammit Still sporadic Caught in transit Can't rely on magic Nor give up when it all turns tragic It's just madness Even though I feel low and nearly at my saddest I don't care about any bracket Or what all is on this pamphlet I've no...

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In shiny armor knights of old, Only quests for the brave and bold, Famed Holy Grail chalice to hold. But my heavy chalice isn’t gold, Mine is night black and filled with cold, About death is my story told, A memory covered in mold. Not expected plain death, you see, When older age exacts a fee, Known illness, not surprisingly. That night was never planned,...

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Chalice of Darkness Buried deep inside the blinded eye of midnight My fugitive heart, Homeless in winter’s frozen wrath, Seeks an abyss with rotund borders – A rounded vault of endorphic sacredness Overflowing with elixirs of metamorphosis Born from dark dry crystals of crisis – Angles of anxiety – Dark womb no sepulcher for magic of wonder. Rotunda made with sacred walls of...

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Pain pierces, like switch blades, within, I bleed, Howls of dry weary lands, in mind, I heed; Heart, haunted, endlessly hustles-bustles, Sleep so sleepless; fright in fearful puzzles; Love; its loss; its longing; long languishing, My chalice is bitter; peace-vanishing... I hate; yet, her face blows glows everywhere, Like fallen angel; grayish grave mirror; Broken into thousand cubes; she in...

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Oh, drink from the chalice of night. It is here, my dear, only for you. Come to me on this starry night if romance you choose to pursue. Imbibe, if you will, the sweetest wine. Oh, drink from the chalice of night. Come savor these soft lips of mine. Be drunken with me on delight. Beneath the moon so full and bright - like...

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She visits me in the darkness of night; a soulless winged creature of vampire lore. A shadowless shadow that shuns the light; she softly scratches at my bedroom door. With my heart pounding, I opened the door; rapturously under her ghoulish trance. And after we kissed, I craved something more, as we swirled in the throws of our blood dance. And we...

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Night has spilled it's crimson chalice across the horizon Feathered color spreads along the bottom of the bone white clouds the center ball slips too soon below and from the spilt chalice flows navy darkness....and ever deepening ink creeping and seeping chasing the color down lowing it all away Then from the highest heights piercing ...

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