Incantations Poems - Poems about Incantations

Words are incantations that dance on the cold night wind, Striking deep into the heart of my world, shattering the light beneath my eyelids, They slither like venomous snakes in the garden of tranquility, poisoning the air, Drowning in silence the hope that flickers like a candle in the storm. My bones may heal slowly under the spell of...

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when stars align tangled in translucent moonbeams my mind is cleared of thought much to my delight gloom and shadows make way to universal insight mantras surface calming to the soul by way of twilight airborne my mind floats ethereal as a wispy feather and i am free ~ in a world of dreams and enchanted streams sleep comes tenderly ~ i'm...

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Were every breath an incantation, Every word a prophecy, Would I fear more this consternation, Not writing for anxiety? Were every word a portent, telling, Every sentence writ, a spell, Would my mind ever stop this yelling? Could I my consternation quell? Such large words to write and scrabble, Though loquacious I am not. Cease you, brain! this psychobabble, My brain thinks an awful...

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In the heart of twilight, shadows murmur ancient incantations, a silent symphony echoes through the corridors of my soul, how can I begin anew, with the weight of past days clinging to my heart, roots entangled in memories, ever-present, yet invisible. Through the corridors of wind-swept times, I wander, a pilgrim lost in the vastness of my own histories, each moment a...

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On the Other Side David J Walker Incantations dealt Beneath a silent breath Claiming life Dealing death Subscribe to unseen Magazines Opened only at the first Stroke of Wednesdays midnight Antidotes offered at First light Work on faith and faith alone Tell me when we are home And I will open my eyes again On the other side...

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Incantations of A Dancing Marionette, Dancing Nighttime directional Vapors of Death invisible, nefarious fumes that make the dead terminations that rises, to awaken one's head up and vomit! plead and shout! but your voice needs air to breath now Deceased, a (the) criminally sacrificed dead choking incomplete incantations, Uttered in you head (prayers) beg...

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In the thickets of the forests and grooves On the paths through the deserts and the wild Walked in the robe of nobility The one who defied the wind and tidal wave Who throned on a mighty white horse Decked in regalia of a consummate conqueror A blue-blooded woman that ascended a throne In the reign of men, under a the glare...

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