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Dungeons Poems

A Magical, Fantasy World

I love the strange world of fantasy
where IMAGINATION is the star
and WHIMSY provides a canopy
as weird creatures fly in from afar

Dungeons, dragons, a Lady, a Lord
and sybils who DREAM all but tell less
VISUALIZATION colors words
purple, red, gold, darkness is the dress

Please don't say it's HALLUCINATION
MY REVERIE is true as the moon
I have known a few

Categories: dungeons, adventure, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme

Dungeons N Dragons

Dumb John and Dumb Gin
Delve Beneath Under Mountain
Drag In and Drag On

Categories: dungeons, adventure, friendship, fun, games,
Form: Haiku

Dark Dungeons of Despair

Returning back to earth, elements five,
that that remains, is essence of presence,
spirit unfettered, here on earth to jive,
until ego stifles soul’s innocence,
whereupon veiled remains luminescence,
with attention orbiting narrow grooves,
enmeshed in desires, conscience disapproves,
remaining thus in hypnotic slumber,
bleeding needlessly under dream form hooves,
plunged in darkness, by fears that encumber. 

06-March-2022

Categories: dungeons, dark, fear, truth,
Form: Dizain

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Dark Dungeons of Despair

God holds back not
we forgot love
life plot thus lost

03-September-2021

Categories: dungeons, god, life, love,
Form: Than-Bauk

Dark Dungeons of Delusion

inane mind games anchor us here
ego desires, mirrored by fear 
fickle yet, is our attention
unstable orientation 
we have driven ourselves to tears

16-July-2021

Categories: dungeons, dark,
Form: Quintilla

Palaces and Dungeons

One's unending greed to built palaces on earth at any cost 

Succeeds in building dungeon in hell's domain for his soul!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
    28 January 2021

Categories: dungeons, earth, heaven,
Form: Couplet

Dungeons of Thought

a muse cornered 
screaming against mind's walls
locked in dungeons of thought
unable to escape
in verse, or metaphor

common words
without rhythm
faltered in sentences
unable to create imagery
recreate forms
or express depths of emotion

no temporary escape
from bottled pain
no ink to bleed
through metered words

just pages 
falling ordinary
like a history book
lacking details
to bore you
to sleep

no shakespearean sonnets
to recreate, no plays to enact 
no

Categories: dungeons, metaphor, muse, music, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Dungeons In My Mind

I’ve been building dungeons in my mind,
For far too long,
Yearning for what is lost and, so far
From my spirit’s, home,
I’m living in the lost citadel of my mind,
Where reality is tainted,
By the agenda of my youth,
Pursuing the spiritual nourishment,
I left behind,
Passionately seeking the consummate truth.

Why should I search for,
What I don’t know I don’t know,
While

Categories: dungeons, angst,
Form: Light Verse

Dungeons and Dragons

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To pour life's words from your chalice into ones soul; thirsting ~

Never be it quenched; living waters, cascading from love's fountain 

Into these eyes; and let not another's breath, be the vision as of mine....

Carved this knife to slice fervent veins clinging, unto amissful sight; bite

The sepulcher of my throat; spewing black sediment into the

Categories: dungeons, baby, baptism, jesus, love,
Form: I do not know?

Dungeons and Dragons

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To pour lifes words from the chalice into ones soul; thirsting ~

Never be it quenched; living waters, cascading from loves fountain 

Into these eyes; and let not anothers breath, be the vision as of mine...

Carved this knife to slice fervent veins clingling, unto amissful sight; bite

The sepulcher of my throat; spewing black sediment into the

Categories: dungeons, faith, love, passion, may,
Form: I do not know?

Dungeons and Angels

Deep under the water and brown earth,
Deep into the core when life gave birth,
Statues left unfinished on the well’s bottom,
Some place where I still cannot fathom.

Nothing to see through the wall of sins,
Shattered gems crying before it begins,
Doomsday, the theme of all that was,
The end of life and time that came to us.

Running in circles

Categories: dungeons, death, devotion, faith, hope,
Form: Rhyme

Dungeons of a Conscience

Here lies the only opening to hell
A lovely rapture
For any person hoping to live and tell
When even the lord himself 
Turns his shoulder and looks away
The curse of man 
To never again see  a passing day
The world is only a reflection of your doom
In our weary eyes, failure looms
Here lies the only opening to

Categories: dungeons, life, music, song-time,
Form: Lyric