Fantasy Poems | Examples of Fantasy Poetry

the door is being knocked, For ages, it has remained closed Who is there? The Sun looks The Breeze Halts Tulips raise their heads in delight But the Cascade still flows on Humming like an indifferent Bee Knock - knock - knock How persistent the knocking is... But who comes calling? Through the peepholes, its light spills in The Valley enlightes with joy Old Cider tree opens its...

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A parrot, a toucan, a horse’s head, and a girl in red shoes follow a manikin walking like an Egyptian into the room where I used to dream. None of them speak. They just rearrange the brushes on the table and wait for me to notice what I left undone. The Virgin of Guadalupe smiles at their shenanigans— a parrot on her shoulder now, the manikin offering a rainbow shoelace, like a...

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With pure light, you cannot see. With pure darkness, you cannot see. With both, you will see the beauty of life surrounding you. Mountains, Sea, sky, and life will sing knowing your truth. Now, your journey begins through the night stars and space. Your soul now remembers this loving, unknown embrace. You are home, welcomed in love as you swirl in...

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By moonlit nights, I prowl with grace, No mirror shows my pale, sharp face. Stake through heart? Please, not today— I dodge those stakes and run away. Garlic bread? You think I'll drool? I've got a stash behind the stool. Sunlight's foe? A mild complaint, Sunscreen 50 is my saint. I drink your blood, but don't take fright— It's just a snack to get...

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I was once a window, a gateway to the unbounded light of the sky, Through which rays danced like spirits in the midst of a clear night, The moon bowed to whisper to me the secrets of stars forgotten by time, And people looked through me, their eyes full of dreams and hidden longings, Each gaze was a thread...

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It wasn't the storm that ravaged the dark sky, nor the heavy silence that settled like a velvet shroud, not the muffled cry beneath layers of quiet breath, but a single tear, from the left eye, falling secretively, slow and full of meanings, carving its deep truth on the face of a man who had never known tears. They say the...

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We are witnesses to the final act of a mad and incendiary project, an experiment of a world bound by invisible and shining wires, the reckless belief that we can always be connected, always alight, that electric power, like a river of light, can flow unceasingly for eight billion souls dreaming under the same dark sky. I imagine how each...

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Our heart wanders lost through the dark forests, and our dream struggles in the castle of doubt, with echoes of uncertainty, but within us sings a secret music, a melody that knows no silence, hope is pushed into the abysses of shadow, but the angel rises again, taking us with him in flight, in the wings of light that...

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Is life truly an art or just a messy canvas I never asked to touch, and death the same, a final brushstroke or just a fear hidden in dark corners? I ask this because, if life is art, then I suppose I am an artist, but shouldn't artists love what they create, find peace in their works, not feel...

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From the moment you stepped into my life, I felt the planets change their orbit, the ocean turned its waves like a song of the sea toward the shore of my soul, the sky painted rainbows as arcs of light for your arrival, and roses bloomed unexpectedly, carrying your scents like a secret of the gods. The world's butterflies...

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Poppies burn like love under the sun that births longing, Let me ask for forgiveness, to touch your face with light, To be your sunbeam, to be a halo on your delicate brow, To caress your skin with a sweet breeze, a zephyr that caresses the wheat, Let my smile seduce you, let longing flow over your waist. The evening...

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Everyone talks about what they seek in love, as if love were a mirror meant to reflect only desire, to be just the echo of an inner call. But I am not here to ask what you want from me; rather, I want to ask what you once wished to find within yourself but never managed to discover, what...

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Isn't it strange how we cannot see the air, but we feel every bit of it, it slips into our lungs without asking, leaves without farewell, and yet, we call it nothing, but it is something, the breath between silences, the ghost of a world in motion, unseen but always present around us. It weaves through the trees like...

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The Most Beloved Among Earthlings Thank you, Mr. Calin Georgescu, for the hope that flows like a river through our souls, For changing our mindset like a garden blooming under the warm light of the sun, For teaching me to be kinder, warmer, different, like a flower opening at dawn, And for seeing Romania as a unique place, a...

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Prominent Pleiadian pyramids. Poised, pronounced perfection. Perplexing, preserved peaks. Panoramic, picturesque pinnacles. Prophetic programming purposes, Protecting prisoner proteges....

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