Curse Poems - Poems about Curse

There's no horizon left, I was awake and slept.— Moon was aligned with Stars and my own myth. Night reveals the intense love, Which were kept hidden in light.— Dreams felt like a curse, Turns to a hypnotic verse: "Flow of flowers from fay, Pink red leaves and a rose, Brown iris like branches, Cry and rare crystal flow.— Die while picturing the dreams, Early mornings are...

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Love is something few alive know. it isn't something you do nor is it something you can catch. It is the outcome of a life lived for another in agreement with each other. Those who are shackled by its roots are blinded in their hearts & can only view each other whilst gazing forward towards...

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Why am I so different? Why does the world look at me as if I am broken and lost? Tragedy does not define me touched as a child now forced to wear the scars of my generational curse.Due to one man’s uncontrollable lust the world treats me as if though I am better off dead....

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moon … beams that burn - that turn my surgings to slag my teeth to serrations, hungering … can those silly sentients not see the verity in my veneration, you? do they truly think it’s only art, only … verse? that my blood runs in these inky scratchings alone? ‘why pen these dark tales with such legitimacy - such … clear scope?’ oh … why, indeed! for were...

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You hold someone down, do what they don't ask, fulfill their wildest dream, to not feel reciprocated, to feel you are being used, while your needs drift down stream. You endure the pain; you accept your fate every time, ignoring every warning, hoping this one is the last rhymes. We do this always; we do this cause...

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It will be there in the morning It will be there at night Pull on your boxing gloves And swing with all your might You hit hard Though it’s never enough Be on your guard Things are about to get rough A never ending battle With that unseen enemy In your head words rattle Words like addiction, abuse, poverty You will attempt to run and...

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It will be there in the morning It will be there at night Don your boxing gloves And swing with all your might You hit hard Though it’s never enough Be on your guard Things are about to get rough A never ending battle With that unseen enemy In your head words rattle Words like addiction, abuse, poverty You will attempt to run and hide Yet...

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You cursed a girl to die at the age of sixteen, Yet you also gave Life to a girl suffering in her teens, You cursed a girl to die at her own home, Yet you blessed the other who could now stay permanently- -In the Prince's home. You are both Good and Evil, And become both Mother and a Devil, On one...

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In the dead of night, a chilling scream.. A nightmare born from a twisted dream. A vision dark, a tale of fear.. The Number of the Beast is drawing near. Iron Maiden, the legends ride.. With Eddie’s face, the demon’s guide. Through fiery lands, they strike with might.. Their sound a force in the endless night. A fiery vision, the flames arise.. A devil's...

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childlessness, a curse ~ heart cracks, oozes tears of frustration children, a blessing ~ prayers answered, experiencing joys of faith ...

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the sky was torn, the heavens burned as fate, at last, her vengeance turned the mighty horns, the serpent’s tongue were drowned beneath the battle’s drum with blade of light and steel so bright they struck her down—an end in sight but shadows writhe where witches fall and curses live beyond the call her laughter cracked like breaking bone a shriek, a wail—a dying...

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hush, sweet child, your fate is spun the blackened threads have just begun upon your brow a crown may gleam but dark things stir beneath the dream a spindle waits, a thorn’s caress a single drop—no more, no less and when it falls, so shall you sleep where shadows coil and secrets creep no lover’s kiss, no mother’s tear no whispered prayer shall reach...

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in hollow woods where roots entwine where silver moon forgets to shine a babe was swayed by midnight’s breath rocked in arms as cold as death her cradle, built of jagged thorn her lullaby, the raven’s mourn no mother’s kiss, no father’s name just whispered spells and tongues of flame the fairies watched with wary eyes they knew the price of darkened skies for power...

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deep in the thorns where the shadows creep where roses bleed and dreamers sleep a horned queen waits with hollow eyes weaving doom in silken lies her whispers slither through the air a viper’s kiss, a lover’s snare her laughter cracks like brittle bone a crown of night, a heart of stone one prick, one drop, the world unwinds the spindle hums, the darkness...

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the bells once rang with silver chime in golden days of sunlit time but silence clings where echoes fade for now the land is lost to shade the castle stands with hollow eyes its towers scraped by ashen skies no fire burns, no voices call just whispers bleeding through the hall the garden’s bloom has turned to dust the rivers black with grief and...

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